Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

He knew that he had become dependent on her and could not leave her, and he could not accept that something had happened to her. He could not imagine how devastated he would be if she disappeared from his life one day.

Jian Yan's health was not good, and he was afraid that something unexpected would happen again. He was determined to listen to her and not make her angry.

It also triggered anxiety about the possibility that she might leave everything behind.

He didn't forget what his father had asked him to do.

Jian Yan doesn't love his father, but she cares about him! If he asks her...will she agree?

He said that almost instantly, as if he had been holding it in his heart for a long time and finally found the opportunity.

When he said it, even he was frightened.

But he didn't hear Jian Yan's response for a long time. When he was trying to look at her, he heard her cold voice, "Xiao Mu, I can't promise you."

"Why……"

He asked these three words tremblingly, his eyes covered with a layer of pitiful mist. It was as if a heavy rain was pouring down on his heart, and the suffocating feeling rising from his lungs drowned him, and his body was cold.

Didn’t you say you didn’t regret coming here? Why couldn’t you stay for him…

Tong Huaimu asked again and again with grievance in his heart.

But he also knew that this was too unfair to her. She came to the Tong family for a family marriage and had no right to choose. If she had, she would definitely not continue this marriage.

It’s just that everyone has his own delusion, and his delusion is that she will always be his stepmother.

Originally, this thought only flashed through my mind occasionally, neither light nor heavy.

But today, he was waiting outside the emergency room, praying like he did two years ago, and all he could think about was 'she must be safe'. He realized that he had actually regarded her as the person he cared about the most, but he just didn't admit it.

It’s not good to be too greedy, but who doesn’t want to keep something?

When he was young, he was very self-conscious and didn't dare to ask for what he really wanted. After growing up, this was the only time he said what he really thought.

Because Jane Yan taught him that love must be expressed, otherwise the other person won't know.

But once he said it, it was rejected.

The emotions are overwhelming, like a river bursting its dam.

"Xiao Mu..."

Jian Yan sighed. She could feel his sadness and grievance from his tone, but she did not feel any misunderstanding.

At this moment, she understood that he had already prepared for her to refuse. He knew that her heart was not in it, and he would not think of forcing her to stay, but just begged.

Or maybe he had actually wanted to ask this question for a long time, and had drafted it countless times in his mind, and the results he gave himself were all failures. That’s why her answer didn’t seem so painful.

So there is only sadness, but not a trace of disbelief.

She rejected him directly, but patiently explained, "Life is too long, and things in the world are unpredictable. No one can predict the future. But I can tell you very firmly that no matter whether I am a member of the Tong family in the future, you are my relative in my heart."

It's my brother, or my child.

A child that I care about and that cares about me.

Tong Huaimu stared at her blankly, and used some strength to speak out. The moisture in his eyes condensed into tears and fell, "Even if you leave the Tong family in the future, marry someone you like, and have your own children, will you still treat me as a family member?"

She smiled and nodded affirmatively, "Of course."

"I treat you as a family member just because you are you. It has nothing to do with your father now, and it will have nothing to do with other people around me in the future. Even if I have another marriage, it will not shake my concern and care for you."

She imagined that if the marriage could be dissolved peacefully after its heyday, the mission would be accomplished.

The one who comes back at that time may be the original owner, or it is possible that this body has died. After all, the original owner has killed too many people and the heaven cannot sit idly by.

But she still had to give the boy a good expectation, otherwise it would be too cruel.

Hope is a white lie that will never come true.

"When the time comes, whether you come to find me or I come to visit you, we will meet as long as you want."

He looked at her with wide eyes, wanting to see if she was lying to him. She looked so stupid, like a puppy.

When he met her sincere gaze, his nose suddenly felt sour again. His eyes were wet and red from crying, and he looked pitiful. He couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Jian Yan, you are so good to me..."

The joy was like scattered stars, twinkling in a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Do you think I'm okay now? I wonder who first said 'Don't think you can buy me'?"

Her tone was meaningful.

The texture of the boy's hair was very beautiful, more stylish and fluffy than before. She couldn't help but rub it.

"do not know!"

The boy thought of all the nonsense he had said, and felt awkward. He turned his head and fiddled with her messed up hair with his hands, saying in a rigid manner, "Don't mess up my hair."

But her face was as red as a ripe apple.

She chuckled, "You say one thing and mean another."

His face turned even redder, almost bleeding. He lowered his voice and retorted, "I didn't! I'm not!"

The more intense the reaction, the more it proved that she had hit the nail on the head.

Jian Yan thought, it would be great if you existed in the world I live in, it would be great if you and I were from the same world.

Then I thought again, if the two of us were in the same world, there would be no intersection.

He couldn't be his brother.

If that were the case, in such a family, he would also grow up to be as cold and indifferent as Jian Tianci.

She was forced to degenerate in the struggle for interests again and again, falling in love with people she shouldn't love, and fighting for things that didn't belong to her. Because of the desires of her parents and brother, she became a wicked woman who was pushed to the target of public criticism.

Even if Tong Huaimu was a stranger on the street, she would only think that this kid was no different from the young masters she had seen in the brothels, and would not want to get to know him.

It is precisely because he is who he is now that she can feel the true warmth of family.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Three even knocks on the door came at this moment, softly, as if afraid of waking someone up, but still loud enough to be heard clearly.

Jian Yan was very surprised. Who would knock on the door in the hospital? Besides, the light was on in this room.

Tong Huaimu calmed down quickly. There were no tears on his face, only his eyes were still red. He stood up expressionlessly and went to open the door.

There was a click.

Jian Yan looked up and saw the man walking towards her with Tong Huaimu, looking exhausted.

After seeing her, Tong Ruixiao's tense expression relaxed visibly, and a smile appeared on his slightly pale face.

"I read the doctor's diagnosis. Why did you suddenly faint?"

The dusty, disheveled look and the relief of being lifted from a heavy burden all flashed by his eyes in an instant, as if they had never existed.

When I walked in front of her, many words were stuck in my throat, and I could only utter the simplest and most sincere concern, "How do you feel now?"

Thousands of emotions are expressed in the eyes, without words.