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So, I am actually an orphan who doesn't know who her parents are. It turns out that the family that I respected and cherished since I was young, isn't actually my flesh and blood kin!

Everything happened so suddenly that I was caught off guard.

All of the sadness and grievances were finally released at this moment, and my pent-up heart was finally released. But, I know that Song Mo Ran, who was guarding outside the door, must be very worried, and even though he didn't make a sound, I know that he must be standing outside with his brows knitted together.

When I was tired from crying, I slowly stood up, wiped the tears at the corners of my eyes, and opened the door. Sure enough, Song Mo Ran was standing outside, his exquisite face was covered with a layer of dark shadow, he looked at me, his deep eyes were filled with undisguised worry.

He didn't want to cry anymore, but when Song Mo Ran said that, the wall in his heart collapsed once again. Tears that had dried up started to flow out again. Song Mo Ran frowned in pain as he held me in his arms and caressed my hair.

Leaning on Song Mo Ran's chest, I wantonly cried. Song Mo Ran was also very calm, even though I rubbed my tears and mucus on his expensive shirt, I was not angry. After crying for a long time, I actually fell asleep due to exhaustion.

Vaguely, I felt Song Mo Ran gently pick me up and place me on the soft bed. Then, he tightly held my hand and helped me wipe away the tears on my face.

Just like this, the uneasiness gradually dissipated, and I slowly stepped into a sweet dream.

When I woke up again, I saw Song Mo Ran sitting on the bed flipping through some documents. He had a pair of gold-rimmed eyes on his nose, which gave him a scholarly and depraved feeling, and as he flipped through the documents, he even let out a hand to hold my hand tightly. The center of his palm was already covered with a thin layer of sweat, and I subconsciously let go, but I didn't want to disturb Song Mo Ran.

I nodded in a daze before I got up and asked, "Did I sleep for a long time?"

Song Mo Ran raised his wrist, looked at the time and said, "Soon, two hours."

Rubbing my eyes that were swollen and tall from crying, I said bitterly, "Can you help me get a day off? I'm sure there's no way I can go to class like this. "

Song Mo Ran smiled lightly and nodded his head. He raised his hand and gently caressed my face and said: "Ok."

The sunshine was just right. His heart was soft and warm.

I raised my head and looked at Song Mo Ran. There was a trace of expectation in my eyes as I said slowly, "Song Mo Ran, can you help me find news of my biological parents? I want to know why they didn't want me … "

Song Mo Ran lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes casting a dark shadow over his face. He lowered his head and lightly kissed my cheek. He said, "Alright, but Xiaoxiao, I want you to know that I will guard you no matter what."

My heart was moved, but I still couldn't calm the blood stains on my heart. Seeing Song Mo Ran agree, I slowly closed my eyes as the corners of my eyes became sore. I said softly, "Song Mo Ran, can you go out first? I want to change my clothes and go to school. "

He didn't know what kind of expression Song Mo Ran had on his face. He could only feel that he hesitated for a moment as his hand lightly brushed past the ends of my hair. Then, he muttered my name. "Xiao-Xiao …"

When he opened his eyes, he could no longer hold back his tears. They rolled down his face as he choked with sobs, "Class is about to start!"

Song Mo Ran's eyes were filled with pain as he frowned. He used both of his hands to pinch my shoulders, forcing me to look at him, his four eyes met, and I could feel the anxiety in his eyes. He did his best to suppress his voice and said, "Xiao-Xiao, wake up a bit.

"Is that so?" I looked at him in a daze as I stammered out.

His hand brushed past my soft hair and he pulled me into his embrace. He held me tightly as his exquisite chin gently caressed the top of my head. There was a trace of hoarseness and helplessness in his voice as he said, "Xiao-Xiao, don't be like this."

My heart gave a lurch, and I slowly raised my head to look at him. Tears welled up in my dry eyes again, and at last, when my taut nerves collapsed completely, I used all my strength to hold him tightly, to put my head against his chest, to listen to the strong beat of his heart in his chest, to love the comforting warmth of his embrace, to rub my snot and tears all over his expensive shirt again.

After he cried until he was tired, Song Mo Ran then lightly wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and gently said, "Change your clothes, I will bring you to a place."

With tears in my eyes, I curiously asked, "It's already so late, where should we go?"

Song Mo Ran let go of me and stood up while looking down at me. The corner of his mouth slightly curled up as he mysteriously said, "You'll know once we get there."

He gently closed the door, leaving me alone in the large room. Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't help but shake my head, then walked into the bathroom and patted my face with the bone-chilling cold water. Then, I took a deep breath and said to myself, "Lin Xiaoxiao, no matter what happens, life must continue."

She had changed into a long, white dress to cover her swollen red eyes. She had even put on some makeup. Her hair was scattered on her shoulders. She looked a little different than usual.

I stood in front of the mirror and sized myself up before walking out of the room in satisfaction.

Walking out of the room, Song Mo Ran was leaning against the window in the living room and smoking a cigarette. He was surrounded by specks of smoke and sparkles of fire and smoke.

I stood where I was and carefully broke the silence that belonged to him. "Song Mo Ran, I've finished packing up."

He turned his head to the side and looked at me. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes. He looked away and extinguished the cigarette in his hand. He elegantly flicked the cigarette ash on his suit and said, "Let's go."

Once we were in the car, he leaned over and fastened my seat belt. We were very close, the sound of our breathing and the sound of our heartbeats very close together. Song Jue calmly pulled his body away from the car and started the car, leaving me in a daze as I bit my lower lip.

The car drove for a long time, and had already left the brightly lit city area, smoothly driving on the quiet countryside road. Along the way, Song Mo Ran didn't say a single word, but silently released a hand to hold my hand tightly.