I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

"Like him? Yes. I like him. Maybe before this moment I didn't understand what my feelings for him were, but now I understand, I like him." The man's words made everyone raise their heads.

Xie Yuhua could no longer hold back. She stood up and was about to punch the man, but Hei Xiazi pulled her down. Only then did she look at Ling Xiao in a panic.

Ling Xiao didn't know what they were talking about, but seeing Xie Yuhua's angry expression, he felt scared. He moved a few steps behind the man and hid behind him.

Xie Yuhua knew he had probably fallen for a trap; in any case, the child's first impression of him was already bad.

“Now that Xiaomi has left us, we only have each other left. I can see that you care about Xiaoyi, otherwise I wouldn’t have told you Xiaoyi’s story so honestly. My sincerity is right here.”

"So... can you tell me now what your relationship is to Xiaoyi?" The man asked this while staring at Xieyuhua.

Cheng Yu placed several printed photos in front of the man and said, "His name isn't Xiao Yi, it's Ling Xiao. He's our employer and friend, and this is his lover. Don't fall for the wrong person."

The man picked up the photo and looked at it. He was surprised to see how beautiful Xiao Yi had actually been… and he was told by the employer that Xiao Yi used to be very wealthy, at least wealthier than him. He felt a pang of heartache. Why had such a good person been turned into something so unrecognizable?

“I don’t care that you like Ling Xiao; it’s perfectly normal for you to like him too. Thank you for taking him in. I’ll transfer you a sum of compensation to ensure you have no worries for the rest of your life. I just hope you can return the child to me. I will give him the best possible environment for recuperation, including skin graft surgery, leg treatment, and finding him suitable eyes.” Xie Yuhua’s breathing was heavy. He laid out these benefits in front of the man, hoping that the man would let go while also hoping that he could help the child.

“I…” The man’s tears fell onto the photo, blurring it. Only then did Ling Xiao notice his tears. He anxiously found some tissues and handed them to him to wipe them away. After the man finished wiping, Ling Xiao gestured in sign language:

'We won't treat it.'

During the previous treatment period, the man would secretly wipe away tears when he couldn't raise money. Ling Xiao felt that it must be because his illness had troubled the man again, so he tugged at the man's sleeve to signal him to leave.

'They are your friends,' the man replied in sign language.

"Xiao Yi, you've lost your memory, haven't you? Now your friends have come to take you home. Xiao Yi will live in a big house, wear clean clothes, eat delicious food, and get your eyes back soon. Aren't you happy, Xiao Yi?" The man spoke in sign language, his eyes red, but he couldn't stop his tears from flowing.

Ling Xiao glanced at the group, his gaze sweeping over their expressions—some tense, some expectant, some sorrowful. Oh, there was one wearing sunglasses whom he couldn't see. He then turned his gaze back to the man and said:

Will you come with me too?

Come with me to live in a big house, wear new clothes, and eat delicious food.

What will Xiaoyi's new eyes look like? Blue? Or red? Aren't you curious?

The man could no longer hold back and hugged Ling Xiao, crying as he cried, "Xiao Yi, I can't bear to part with Xiao Yi, don't let us separate, I don't want money, I just want to be with Xiao Yi."