books44 Chapter 946 - 177: Love That Eats Into the Bones
Chapter 946 - 177: Love That Eats Into the Bones
Si Nan paused for a moment and then stepped out.
Qing Yuan looked towards the living room and saw Tang Yige dumbfounded under Rong Rui’s questioning.
With thin lips lightly curling, Si Nan walked slowly towards the living room.
Zhang Xu needed to go to work, so she ate something casually and got ready to leave with her bag.
But she happened to hear Rong Rui questioning Tang Yige and couldn’t help but stop with her coat and bag at the entrance, looking at Rong Rui and Tang Yige.
Zhang Lan stood at the kitchen door, her eyes already moist.
The little guy finally, knew who his real mother was.
Tang Yige was at a loss after being stunned, her fingertips clenched, her face slightly pale as she looked at Rong Rui, "I..."
"Are you?" Rong Rui stared at her.
"...Yes!"
Tang Yige took a breath and said.
Rong Rui, "..."
Seeing Rong Rui’s stunned look, Zhang Xu smiled silently and walked out.
Tang Yige nervously looked at Rong Rui, unsure of how the little guy would react next.
Si Nan walked up behind Rong Rui, his gentle gaze reassuringly looking at Tang Yige, then bent down to pick up Rong Rui and sat down on the sofa where Tang Yige was sitting.
The family of three sat closely together on one sofa.
Tang Yige sat upright, her body slightly angled towards Si Nan and Rong Rui, her lustrous eyes filled with a bit of apprehension, looking at Rong Rui, she said softly, "Little Rui, I’m sorry."
Sorry for only telling him now that she was his mother.
Sorry for not knowing earlier that he was still living somewhere in this world, and bringing him back to her side.
Sorry for not protecting him well back then, letting him endure neglect and loneliness for these years.
Sorry, she was not a qualified mother...
Tang Yige had so much to say to Rong Rui in her heart.
Apologies, gratitude, love...
She was so grateful that he appeared in her life.
It was he who gave her hope again, filling her with strength and courage once more.
It was he who made her feel she wasn’t alone in this world, she still had him.
She loved him very, very much, more than anyone else, including herself, including Si Nan.
Seeing the flush in Tang Yige’s eyes, Si Nan felt a slight pang in his heart, reaching out to tightly hold the hand she placed on the sofa.
Tang Yige took a deep breath, with a hoarse voice, looking at Rong Rui, "Little Rui, can you forgive me?"
Rong Rui, "..."
Deeply feeling he was on the brink of collapse!
The woman he always considered as his girlfriend, whom he thought about marrying when he grew up.
Was actually, really, truly his mom?
So.
Was he now acting in a family ethics drama? (Author’s note: ...really can’t let him watch TV anymore!)
So overwhelmed!
Rong Rui stared at Tang Yige.
Although he didn’t say a word.
But internally, he had drafted a speech of at least a thousand words.
"Little Rui..."
"Don’t talk!"
Rong Rui stretched out a gloved hand towards Tang Yige with flair.
Tang Yige froze, looking at him with sadness.
Rong Rui took a deep breath, "I need some peace right now."
Tang Yige, "..."
Rong Rui didn’t look at Tang Yige, really afraid he’d be hurt if he did.
He squirmed his chubby body off Si Nan’s lap, drifting towards the bedroom under the gaze of Si Nan and Tang Yige.
Tang Yige bit her lower lip, her beautiful brows tightly knitted with concern.
Si Nan gripped Yige’s hand, pulling her into his embrace, the other hand wrapping around her shoulder from the front, speaking softly, "This is a step that must be experienced, believe in our son, okay?"
Tang Yige leaned against his chest, smiling bitterly, "Of course, I believe in Little Rui. I know, I feel very guilty."
Si Nan bent down to kiss her forehead, "The one who should feel guilty is me. If I had been a little more confident and trusted you more, everything you and Little Rui went through wouldn’t have happened."
Tang Yige lifted her head from his chest, her eyes sincere and clear, "Let’s not mention the past anymore."
Si Nan frowned, staring deeply at Tang Yige.
"If there’s love in the heart, there’s no need to apologize. Besides, I’ve promised you, I trust you. So I believe, no matter what happens in the future, you will absolutely trust me and not misunderstand me again."
Tang Yige’s voice was gentle, like a breeze softly brushing into Si Nan’s ears.
Si Nan felt profoundly touched, suddenly hugging Yige tightly, his thin lips pressing heavily on Yige’s brow, his tone as firm as a promise, "Yes! From now on, I, Si Nan, will unconditionally believe in Tang Yige. In this life, I will love only Tang Yige."
Tang Yige obediently raised the corners of her mouth.
Tang Yige kept worrying about Rong Rui not having breakfast, fearing that Rong Rui might come out looking for food and find nothing to eat, so she kept reheating breakfast.
Si Nan, seeing Tang Yige couldn’t relax, decided not to leave either, staying in the apartment to accompany her.
Just after ten in the morning, the sound of a door opening was heard.
Tang Yige thought it was Rong Rui who had come around, happily looking up.
"What’s up?"
Lu Siyu stretched lazily out of the room, immediately feeling a strong gaze directed at her, instantly waking up and widening her eyes to look over.
Seeing it was Tang Yige, she twitched her lips in confusion.
Tang Yige realized it wasn’t Rong Rui who had come out, and a hint of disappointment flashed in her bright eyes. She shook her head, "There’s breakfast warming in the kitchen, go ahead and eat."
Lu Siyu’s face heated a little, glancing at Tang Yige, then at Si Nan, puzzled, "What’s up with you two?"
Tang Yige said nothing.
Si Nan moved his eyebrows a bit, shaking his head.
Lu Siyu bit her lip, her cat-like eyes glanced at the clock on the wall.
Seeing the clock’s hand pointing at ten, Lu Siyu’s cheeks twitched awkwardly; feeling embarrassed, she scratched her head and quietly walked towards the kitchen.
After all, it’s not her own home; sleeping in so late always feels a bit embarrassing.
Seeing Lu Siyu walk into the kitchen, Tang Yige couldn’t sit still anymore, standing up from the sofa, "I’ll go check on Little Rui."
Si Nan lowered his dark lashes and, this time, did not oppose, saying, "Let’s go together."
"No. I’ll go by myself," Tang Yige frowned and said.
Si Nan was momentarily stunned, raising his eyes to look at Tang Yige.
Tang Yige pressed her lips together, saying nothing, and walked toward Rong Rui’s bedroom.
Upon reaching the bedroom door, Tang Yige tentatively grasped the doorknob and twisted it to see whether the little fellow had locked the door from inside.
Unexpectedly, a twist opened the door.
Tang Yige was surprised, not expecting the little fellow hadn’t even locked the door this time.
She had planned, if the door was indeed locked, to fetch the spare key to open it.
With the door open, Tang Yige took a deep breath, glanced back at Si Nan sitting in the living room, and squeezed in through the door’s opening.
Si Nan saw Tang Yige slip inside, raising his handsome long eyebrows slightly.
...
Tang Yige carefully closed the door and tiptoed into the bedroom.
She thought she would see a little fellow glaring angrily at her, but instead, it was a sleeping rosy bundle.
Tang Yige’s eyes brightened slightly, her steps forward paused a bit, standing still and looking at the little one cuddling with the blanket, sunken into the soft big bed, sleeping sweetly.
Her heart melted like it was soaked in warm water, and Tang Yige lightly tugged at her lips, walking over quietly.
Lightly sitting on the bed beside Rong Rui, Tang Yige lowered her head, her gaze soft and serene as she watched Rong Rui.
This little fellow.
He seems so bright and lively, but in truth, he is stubborn and difficult, and incredibly willful.
Typically, he responds well to gentleness but not to force.
Thinking this way, Tang Yige sighed softly in her heart, pulling the blanket over him.
Then she bent down and kissed his rosy cheek repeatedly, "Baby, you are the best gift heaven has given to mommy. Mommy loves you forever."
"Hmm."
Hardly had Tang Yige spoken before she heard the little fellow make a sound.
Tang Yige froze, looking at him.
She found the little fellow still had his eyes closed, his small mouth slightly pouting, his little face rosy, breathing evenly, not at all looking like he had awakened.
So.
Was that soft hum just unconsciously made by the little fellow?
Tang Yige raised an eyebrow, looking at Rong Rui, curling her lips, and laughed silently.
This little fellow is so happy even while asleep.
...
Tang Yige stayed in the room for a while, initially planning to wake the little fellow up to eat something, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. The main thing was, she wasn’t sure what his reaction would be upon waking and seeing her, so she just let him continue sleeping.
When Tang Yige came out of the room, Lu Siyu had just emerged from the kitchen.