So at first, Fengchen’s attitude towards Xiangsi was not exactly kind, causing Xiangsi to never dare get too close to her master afterwards.
But, that was all in the past, and Fengchen was unwilling to bring it up again.
"Oh..." Xiangsi nodded, seeing Fengchen’s deanor, wisely refrained from further questioning, and instead asked, "Master, how did you co to know my parents? I just learned that Ran Zhonghai is not my biological father, but who are my real parents?"
When it ca to her biological parents, Ran Xiangsi had no way to investigate; after all, it was sothing that happened nearly twenty years ago, she had no idea where to even begin looking.
Looking at Ran Zhonghai’s behavior, it was unclear if he even knew...
To Ran Xiangsi, the closest person to her was her master, so it was better to ask him regardless.
Ran Xiangsi casually threw out the question, not expecting Fengchen to actually answer her after a mont of silence.
"Your biological parents are no longer in this world."
While saying this, Fengchen had his back to Ran Xiangsi, making it impossible for her to see his expression, but his voice was extraordinarily heavy.
The weight in his voice fell upon Ran Xiangsi’s heart, instantly turning into a heavy rock, making it hard for her to breathe.
She felt sothing strange in her heart, a bit of sadness, but not overwhelming.
The smile on her cheeks faded instantly, and Ran Xiangsi dropped her head, replying, "Oh, so they’re both dead."
So they died, and that’s why they gave her to Ran Zhonghai?
It felt, a bit unfortunate.
Maybe because she had never seen them or truly had any impression, Ran Xiangsi didn’t seem to care much about her parents who were rely nas.
In contrast, Fengchen’s face was even paler.
"Get so rest," he left just one sentence behind and then stood up and left the white room.
Outside the room, Fengchen carefully closed the door for Xiangsi.
As his hand released the doorknob, he sighed softly, "Little disciple, knowing they won’t do you any good, you should just... think of them as dead."
After speaking, Fengchen rubbed his brow, looking very tired.
Unavoidably, mories of things from ten years ago resurfaced.
Those unpleasant mories, always wanting to forget, yet always involuntarily recalled...
After Fengchen left, Ran Xiangsi curled up alone on the bed, her gaze sowhat dazed, constantly thinking about Fengchen’s words just now.
Her biological parents were dead, so there was no need for her to find them.
She should just continue her life as it is now...
Speaking of her life, her master was now forbidding her from returning to A City, how was she supposed to contact Xing Chen?
She frowned in thought for a while, then noticed the computer in the corner, a spark flashed in her mind, she imdiately rushed to the computer and opened her email.
After searching around, she tragically found out that she didn’t even have Xing Chen’s email? She didn’t have Ping’an’s either!
Frustrated... logging into Fei Niao, she found that Alan’s and Chu Xiaoge’s icons were grey, Xing Chen didn’t use this kind of social network at all.
As for Weiyan... fine, Weiyan used an official account, it wouldn’t be appropriate to randomly send ssages there.
And Xing Chen, such a big figure, surely couldn’t be staring at Weiyan all day!
How was she supposed to contact him...
Her phone had been confiscated by her master, she felt like the whole world had been taken away! Now she felt very lonely!
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