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Song Beiyou, “…”

Duan Yao, “…”

This is a huge misunderstanding!

“No,” Song Beiyou explained.

Unfortunately, her voice was too soft, and Xie Jingbai, who was extremely excited, interrupted her, saying, "That's not right, you're only 7 years apart, not 17."

What's the matter?

Long-lost siblings?

Duan Yao glanced at him and said, "Don't ask, hurry up."

This is really hard to explain; he doesn't quite understand.

But if Song Beiyou wants it, then we have to do as she says.

Xie Jingbai dared not refute Duan Yao's words, "Oh, oh, oh, okay."

Without knowing why, the two of them underwent a genetic test under Xie Jingbai's guidance.

The results will be available in an hour.

Xie Jingbai had a minor surgery to perform that hour, so he asked the two of them to wait in his office.

Xie Jingbai's office was small and extremely simple.

Aside from a human skeleton model, there was a wooden desk and a small leather sofa.

Song Beiyou sat down first, assuming that Duan Yao would sit in Xie Jingbai's seat.

Unexpectedly, he shamelessly sat down in the only remaining space next to her.

In an instant, the already small sofa became crowded.

His legs, clad in dress pants, were pressed tightly against hers, which was clad in jeans.

His strong arm was pressed against her slender arm.

Song Beiyou stiffened and slowly turned her head to look at him.

Duan Yao turned his head at the same time, and the two looked at each other.

"Hmm?" Song Beiyou gestured with his eyes to the seat in front of Xie Jingbai's desk.

The meaning is clear: let him sit there.

Duan Yao shook his head, crossed his arms and closed his eyes, "That spot is too hard, let me sit for a while, I didn't sleep last night."

Song Beiyou reacted quickly, bracing himself on the sofa armrest with his right hand to stand up, "Then I'll go..." sit there.

Leave him a comfortable spot.

Unexpectedly, before she could finish speaking, Duan Yao suddenly reached out and grabbed her.

Song Beiyou, who had just gotten up halfway, fell back into his seat.

The moment a question mark appeared in her mind, she heard Duan Yao say, "Xie Jingbai is a germaphobe; he doesn't like his seat being occupied by other people."

Right here.

You should rest for a while too. I noticed you didn't turn off the lights all night.

Obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness?

This reason is enough to convince Song Beiyou.

He curled his lips.

Duan Yao was right; she hadn't slept all night because of something.

I left home early this morning, but I'm not feeling very energetic right now.

His reminder made me sleepy, so I closed my eyes indifferently and leaned back on the sofa to rest.

Duan Yao smiled slightly, and instead of keeping his hands wrapped around his legs, he placed them on his lap.

Perhaps they were truly exhausted, for it only took them a few minutes from closing their eyes to falling asleep.

As he slept, Song Beiyou swayed and twisted.

Either tilt your head upwards or lean to the right.

Anyway, it's 270 degrees, and the remaining 90 degrees is where Duan Yao is located.

No matter how he turned, he could always deviate from Duan Yao, as if there were some ferocious wild beasts in that place.

Duan Yao was asleep, yet he managed to open his eyes under these circumstances, staring intently at Song Beiyou, whose head was turned far away.

After looking at her for about three seconds, he reached out and gently lifted her head to rest on his shoulder.

Finally, he touched Song Beiyou's face and whispered, "Don't move around."

A miraculous scene unfolded: Song Beiyou truly stopped swaying and staggering.

Duan Yao's shoulder was like a good pillow to her; she snuggled against it and found the best angle to fall asleep.

Duan Yao was extremely satisfied, and the smile on his lips only widened.

......

An hour and a half later, due to a minor issue that occurred during the surgery, the patient was delayed by half an hour before emerging.

As soon as he came out, he quickly cleaned himself up, disinfected himself, and headed straight to the testing laboratory.

He retrieved the test report that he found incomprehensible.

Upon taking a closer look at the report, he was instantly dumbfounded.

Her heart was split in two.

His childhood friend, his most admired brother, and the girl he finally fell for turned out to be his long-lost sister.

"This, this really is... God must have taken a nap."

He held the test report with a heavy heart and hesitation.

He dragged himself back to his office, tiptoeing around.

Perhaps because he was too quiet, or perhaps because he was one of their own and posed no threat, Duan Yao and Song Beiyou not only didn't notice him when he went in, but they also slept very soundly and peacefully, even intimately.

Xie Jingbai's heart broke even more upon seeing this.

I couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah~"

This time, Song Beiyou, who was on the sofa, was the first to open his eyes.

The sunlight outside the window was so intense that she could only squint.

The first thing that caught my eye was Xie Jingbai holding the report, and the next second, I realized that my posture was wrong.

The next second, Song Beiyou felt a jolt and suddenly lifted his head off Duan Yao's shoulder, his palms becoming hot.

She thought to herself that it wasn't true; before falling asleep, she had clearly forced herself not to be near Duan Yao and not to accidentally lean against him.

How did it happen by accident?

I have absolutely no recollection of leaning against Duan Yao.

Lost in thought, Duan Yao opened his eyes and looked at Xie Jingbai, "The results are out?"

Just a second ago, Xie Jingbai felt like he was superfluous in the office and wanted to slip away.

He nodded the moment Duan Yao asked him a question.

Song Beiyou had recovered and got up from the sofa. "Give it to me."

Xie Jingbai hesitated, "I can give it to you, but you'd better be prepared."

Song Beiyou grunted in response and took the report from Xie Jingbai under his strange gaze.

Duan Yao came over and joined Song Beiyou.

Song Beiyou immediately focused his gaze on the last row. When he saw that the results showed that he was related to Duan Yao, the two exchanged a glance.

Each one of them had a calm expression.

Xie Jingbai couldn't understand. "Wait, why are you all so calm?"

You are related by blood. When you see this relationship, won't you be very disappointed and find it hard to accept, and then cover your face and cry?

How will you two date after this?

Duan Yao looked at Song Beiyou, "Can you explain this?"

Song Beiyou nodded, crumpled the test report in his hand into a ball, and threw it into the wastepaper basket. "This is a fake report."

This report is the evidence I use to verify whether I have been bewitched.

As it turns out, Mingyuan wasn't lying to me.

In other words, I am indeed not Song He'an and Su Jingxian's child. I was switched at birth by Ming Yuan in the hospital and implanted with the Crimson Blood Gu.

I believe Dr. Xie has heard of the Crimson Blood Gu in ancient medical and Gu-related books.

A person afflicted by a curse will have a kinship relationship with anyone, regardless of whose blood they are paired with.

That's why Dr. Xie saw the results presented in my report and Dr. Duan's report.

If I were to take the test with you, the result would be the same.

"Huh?" Xie Jingbai finally figured out the relationship.

He had heard of the Crimson Blood Gu, but thought it was something from books. He never expected to actually see it in real life.

These people felt even more sorry for Song Beiyou.

"That damned woman!"

"Miss Song, since you're not a child of the Song family, have you found out who your relatives are?"