little widow

As long as he can remember, Shi Qi has lived with Shi Xiangguo and Ding Xin.

The crowded tube building and noisy neighbors are all fragments of his childhood memories.

Children are heartless. They don't think about whether they are really related to their parents by blood. They only think about whether they are not doing well enough, so they don't like themselves.

Shi Qi worked hard for many years, and even obeyed Shi Xiangguo and Ding Xin, and went to work in nightclubs at a young age, just to hear even a word of praise from them.

Unfortunately, Shi Xiangguo and Ding Xin never praised him before he left home.

Even so, he never doubted his parents.

until now-

Gong Xingchuan would not ask such questions for no reason, and Shi Xiangguo would not suddenly beat Ding Xin like crazy.

The world is comically distorted before Shiqi's eyes.

He grabbed his uncle's wrist, opened the door with a tough gesture, and pulled Gong Xingchuan into the elevator.

"Xiaoqi." Gong Xingchuan couldn't bear it.

Shi Qi pursed his lips and crossed his arms without saying a word.

"Xiaoqi." Gong Xingchuan called again.

"Uncle, do you have something to hide from me?"

Gong Xingchuan was silent for a moment, then let out a low "hmm".

After Gong Xingchuan gave an affirmative answer, Shi Qi's tense mood stopped with a "pop", and his heart was full of disbelief and grievance: "You know?"

Miyakokawa lowered his eyes.

The silent silence is like an endless tug-of-war, with time at one end and uncle at the other.

He stretched out his hand to push his uncle's arm, and asked again: "You know?!"

——Knowing that there is a problem with Shi Xiangguo and Ding Xin's identities, and knowing that he is probably not their biological son.

The elevator door opened, Shi Qi didn't move, he was still looking at Gong Xingchuan persistently.

He couldn't figure it out: "Why did you lie to me too?"

"I did not lie to you."

"You didn't lie to me? If you didn't lie to me, why didn't you say anything!"

"Xiaoqi, I only found out recently..."

"Then you didn't tell me!" Shi Qi rushed out of the elevator without looking back, ran all the way into the house, got into the bedroom, huddled under the quilt, and shrunk into a small ball.

After living for 22 years, my parents are not my parents, and my home is not my home.

Who is he then?

A lonely ghost wandering in the world?

Gong Xingchuan followed him, stood by the bed, and sighed faintly.

"Xiaoqi, calm down."

Shi Qi's muffled voice came from under the quilt: "Calm down?"

"...the men and women I have called for 22 years are not my parents, how do you want me to calm down?"

"...Who am I? If Shi Xiangguo and Ding Xin are not my biological parents, then why don't my real parents want me?"

As he talked, he jumped up from the bed, rushed to the French window in three steps and two steps, and lay down on the glass sobbing silently.

He thought that Shi Xiangguo and Ding Xin should have already left.

With the childhood he had been looking forward to, he left forever.

The last trace of his life in the world was also ruthlessly erased.

In fact, Shi Qi also knew that it was wrong for him to blame his uncle.

To him, Gong Xingchuan was a lover, even a family member, but no matter how close a person was, he couldn't perceive his emotions every second.

Besides, he didn't notice anything unusual about his background, so how could he blame his uncle?

But he can only play temper with his uncle.

Thinking of this, Shi Qi turned around and rushed into Gong Xingchuan's embrace with a whimper.

Gong Xingchuan pressed the back of his neck, his calloused fingers were like a summer breeze, hot and dry.

It was still early spring outside the window, and there was faint thunder rolling across the sky.

Lightning tore through the thick dark clouds, and Gong Xingchuan saw Shi Xi's fair nape.There was also a red seal that he pressed on it.

Shi Qi continued to hum.

He cried and wet Gong Xingchuan's collar and sleeves.

Finally, sucking his nose, he hung on Gong Xingchuan.

Gong Xingchuan bowed his head and gently pecked Shi Qi's lips, tasted the tears, and pried open his teeth with his tongue.

Shi Qi was out of breath from crying, and kicked his uncle a few times, but found that he couldn't break free, so he stood on tiptoe with tears in his eyes, managed to find a comfortable position, and then stared at him with red eyes reproachfully. Kiss your own man.

Gong Xingchuan was unmoved.

He shed a few more tears in grievance, and then threw himself into the kiss with all his heart.

In the end, it was Gong Xingchuan who stopped first, and went to take a bath with Shi Qi in his arms. After the bath, the two of them sat on the bed warmly, and finally calmed down and had a good conversation.

Gong Xingchuan took out the paternity test that Chen Han had secretly done before.

Shi Qi lay on Gong Xingchuan's lap, took it tremblingly, took a deep breath, but still didn't dare to look at it.

He grabbed his uncle's clothes and asked softly, "Is that what I think?"

Gong Xingchuan kissed the top of his head.

Shi Qi, holding the hand of the paternity test, slumped down on the bed, choked up and said, "No, right?"

He is not Shi Xiangguo and Ding Xin's biological son.

He doesn't even know who his biological parents are.

So who does the name "Shiqi" belong to?

Where is the person who took his life away?

Chaotic thoughts rushed into Shi Xi's mind, causing him a splitting headache, wishing he could dissipate on the ground with the spring rain outside the window.

Gong Xingchuan leaned against the head of the bed, hugged his trembling lover, and let him vent his emotions, then after his mood calmed down a little, he said slowly: "I'm not sure who you are."

"...But one thing is for sure, no matter who you are, I love you."

Shi Qi shook.

"But I do have a guess." Gong Xingchuan didn't stop talking because of his reaction, "Xiao Qi, do you still remember what I told you about Gong Kai's life experience?"

"Remember." Shi Qi raised his head in confusion.

Remember, of course.

How could he forget Gong Kai's life experience?

Gong Kai is the only child of the Gao family. After his parents died unexpectedly, Gong Xingchuan took him back to the Gong family to raise him.

"Is there a problem with Gong Kai's identity?"

Gong Xingchuan nodded: "I now suspect that Gong Kai is not that child at all."

A chill ran down Shi Xi's spine.

He forgot his sadness, and widened his eyes in surprise: "If Gong Kai is not a child of the Gao family, then who..."

Shi Qi's words came to an abrupt end.

Gong Xingchuan bowed his head again and kissed the hair on the top of his head.

All the clues are connected together, pointing to the terrifying truth - Gong Kai is not a child of Gao's family, Shi Qi probably is.

Of course, Shi Qi still has something he can't figure out: "If I'm really the son of the Gao family, how did Shi Xiangguo and Ding Xin switch me and Gong Kai?"

The car accident more than 20 years ago happened in a remote location with too few insiders.

Heavy rain, mountain roads, damaged railings in disrepair...

The accident was characterized without any suspense as a car accident caused by improper operation of the driver.

The police did not pursue responsibility, and Gong Xingchuan, who had lost his parents, did not doubt the identity of the child who was later sent to the Gong family.

"This... this is just your guess." Shi Xi's lips turned white, and there were a few clear teeth marks on his lower lip.

He said to himself: "Even if there is something hidden about the car accident, it still doesn't prove that I am the real 'Gong Kai.'"

Snapped--!

The paternity test that was still in Shi Xi's hand fell to the ground.

As the breeze floated, he could see the words on it clearly: After appraisal, the possibility of Shi Qi and Shi Xiangguo being father and son is less than [-]%.

Shi Xiangguo was not his biological father at all.

Shi Qi bent down, brushed the black signature with trembling fingertips, and tears dripped on the white paper.

That line of words floated in front of his eyes, and each stroke was pierced into his heart.

So this is ah……

Because he was not his own son, Shi Xiangguo beat and kicked him, Ding Xin was indifferent to him, and they forced him into the nightclub without hesitation.

It turned out to be the case.

"Shi Qi." Gong Xingchuan bent down and picked him up, unable to bear it, "Don't look at it."

He rushed back in a nasal voice: "Why don't you watch it? It's a good thing that they are not my biological parents. I will never be sad because of them again."

Gong Xingchuan looked at the stubborn and awkward little peacock with a tender expression: "Well, you will still have me in the future."

He opened his mouth and wailed: "I only have an uncle!"

"Isn't it just me a long time ago?"

"..." Shi Qi hiccupped, and after thinking about it, he gradually calmed down.

In fact, there is nothing to cry about.

Maybe it's the excess of grievances after knowing the reason why no matter how hard you try, you can't please your "parents" from childhood to adulthood.

"Since you have no blood relationship with Shi Xiangguo and Ding Xin, you can sever the parent-child relationship." Gong Xingchuan carefully observed Shi Qi's expression, and saw that he did not give up at all, so he continued, "If you If you have no comments, let me handle it."

Shi Qi lowered his head, looking a little downcast, but he nodded very seriously: "Okay."

Break away, break away.

There is Gong Xingchuan in life, why is he still clinging to the love of father and mother that does not belong to him at all?

When Shi Qi went through the procedure of severing the parent-child relationship, Shi Xiangguo and Ding Xin cooperated unexpectedly. They seemed to have aged ten years overnight. Trembling, he signed his name.

Shi Qi took Gong Xingchuan's hand and looked at them strangely—from a stranger's point of view, it turned out that Shi Xiangguo and Ding Xin were so old—why on earth did he, in such a long time, always want to To get their approval?

There was a little confusion when Ding Xin signed the formalities.

The elderly middle-aged woman was about to collapse, and she couldn't hold the thin fountain pen.

Shi Qi was unmoved, his tears had been shed a few days ago, and now Shi Xiangguo and Ding Xin were just two strangers who only knew how to abuse him in front of him.

Gong Xingchuan also frowned.

The man reached out and knocked on the table, and Chen Han and He Lan, who were waiting in battle, rushed over immediately, each holding Ding Xin's arm, and pressing her to sign the certificate.

"Shiqi!" Ding Xin raised his head suddenly.

That face that Shi Xi was once familiar with was full of grooves, and pain and unwillingness spread from the deep lines at the corners of his eyes.

Ding Xin snarled at him: "Shi Qi, I... I used to send you to school, I once cooked for you... Do you remember?"

Sitting at the other end of the table, Shi Qi hooked the corners of his lips: "I remember."

How could you forget?

On the day when he completely lost hope, wasn't Ding Xin just cooking chicken soup in the kitchen and telling a big lie to the police?

He closed his eyes, opened them again, and calmly met Ding Xin's gaze, there was neither resentment nor nostalgia, only endless indifference.

He doesn't care anymore.

Ding Xin stared at Shi Qi for a moment, and finally collapsed on the table and cried.

"You have to... you have to believe that I have... once loved you!"

When Shi Qi turned to leave, his footsteps paused.

Gong Xingchuan was keenly aware of his anger, and pressed his palm accurately on the back of his neck.

"Love me?" Shi Qi trembled all over, "She actually said she loved me?!"