"...Then how can you call it abandonnt?" Jin Jumo said softly.
Rong Mochen pursed his lips, looking at her in silence.
Jin Jumo took a gentle breath, "Rong Mochen, I have only my brother as my kin. Although we haven’t known each other for long, he treats very well. And his kindness towards is selfless, without any ulterior motives. He protects , and when I’m bullied, he gets angrier than I do. When I’m a bit tough, he softens right away, just like how my grandfather used to treat .
Since my grandfather passed away, I felt like I suddenly lost everything. I had no choice but to be strong to keep myself going, for Xixi and Hanhan. Because I no longer have that person who always sheltered from behind.
I have no sense of security, I don’t even dare to fall ill. I’m afraid if I get sick, what would happen to little Xixi and Hanhan? But then my brother appeared, he beca that big umbrella behind . It’s like I’m not afraid of anything anymore.
Because I know, no matter what happens, my brother is right behind , beside , so there’s nothing to fear. I need him. Though that sounds selfish, because compared to what he can do for , what I can do for him is so little. I don’t want to hurt him with extre decisions without trying my best first."
Listening to Jin Jumo’s words, Rong Mochen couldn’t help but feel touched!
In the past, he only knew that she longed for family and valued it deeply.
But he didn’t expect that in her heart, Mu Qinnian seed like a god-like existence, giving her strength, omnipotent.
And what about him?
What kind of place does he hold in her heart?
In the world of emotions, even the most broad-minded person can be selfish.
They all hope to be the most important, unique, and indispensable presence in the heart of the person they love.
Unless it’s not true love!
Finding out that you are not the most important and special person in the heart of the one you love can be devastating!
Moreover, in Rong Mochen’s heart, Jin Jumo is etched in his life and blood in a way that even Xixi and Hanhan cannot compare!
Rong Mochen’s deep black eyes seed to have a light that suddenly extinguished!
Jin Jumo looked at his suddenly gray and lifeless eyes, and the desolation and loneliness emanating from him, her heart tightened and she couldn’t help but panic. She tightly held onto his arm, anxiously saying, "Don’t misunderstand. When I said that, I didn’t an you’re not important. You are very important, very important..."
"If you had to choose between and your brother, who would you choose?"
Rong Mochen interrupted Jin Jumo, the chill in his voice sending a shiver up her spine.
He had indeed misunderstood!
Jin Jumo bit her lower lip tightly in frustration and helplessness, almost biting through her lip.
Rong Mochen stared at Jin Jumo intently, the cold and sharp aura around him growing stronger.
Jin Jumo’s mind was racing, desperately trying to find words to explain and resolve this huge misunderstanding.
But before she could clear her thoughts,
Hanhan, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines, suddenly slid down from the sofa.
Jin Jumo was slightly stunned, frowning as she looked at Hanhan.
Hanhan walked straight to Jin Jumo, gave her a cold glance, then reached out with his little chubby hand to touch her belly, calmly saying, "Mom, did you forget what the doctor told you right after coming back from the hospital?"
Back from the hospital?
Rong Mochen felt a sharp pang in his heart, his dark eyes filled with obvious tension as he stared at Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo was slightly stunned, lowering her head to look at Hanhan.
Hanhan didn’t look at her, just softly caressed Jin Jumo’s belly with one small hand over and over.
Jin Jumo’s eyelids twitched uncontrollably, her eyes blinking rapidly as she looked over at Rong Mochen.
Rong Mochen frowned deeply, "To the hospital?"
"...Yes." Jin Jumo suddenly felt nervous, her heart beating exceptionally fast, her gaze slightly evasive.
Rong Mochen pressed his lips together, peeling Jin Jumo’s tightly wrapped hands off his arm, he looked at her earnestly, "Unwell? Hmm?"
Jin Jumo lowered her lashes, mumbling, "No."
Rong Mochen raised her chin with his hand, his dark eyes deep as he stared at her, "What’s wrong? Why did you go to the hospital?"
Jin Jumo peeked at him from under her eyelid, her ears quietly burning.
Seeing Jin Jumo’s cheeks flushed, looking both shy and awkward, Rong Mochen’s gaze deepened, and his voice unconsciously softened, "Hmm?"
Jin Jumo imdiately lowered her head, resting it on Rong Mochen’s arm, whispering, "Let explain, then I’ll tell you why I went to the hospital?"
Rong Mochen steadied his heartbeat, his voice roughened, "Okay. I’ll listen to your explanation."
Jin Jumo paused, then slowly raised her head to look at him, her cheeks pink, her eyes clear and bright, "Rong Mochen, you asked earlier, if I could only choose between you and my brother, who would I choose. Although I hope I will never have to face such a choice, if one day I truly had to choose between you and my brother..."
Jin Jumo paused for a mont, then seriously and slowly said, "Without a doubt, choosing you is my only answer."
"Uh..." Rong Mochen’s heart trembled, his pupils constricted.
Jin Jumo held one of his fingers, "Both you and my brother are very important to . But the aning you hold for is different. My brother has his own life, and I’m only fortunate enough to be a small part of it. But your life is also my life. We are inseparable.
If one day we were forced apart by external forces, that kind of pain and desperate helplessness, I don’t know if I could bear it. But if I were to break up with my brother, I would have regrets in my future life, and I might be unhappy for a long ti. However, if I still have you by my side, even if my life has regrets and losses, I would still be happy."
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