Rebirth from the Ashes

451-452

Chapter 451: Did You Get into a Fight?

Back in the bedroom, Fu Qingli quietly sat with his thoughts for a long while. He then turned to the frame on the ground that was tossed aside. After an internal struggle, he carelessly got off his bed and picked up the frame. Feeling overwhelmed, he lost all energy and slumped against the cold wall.

Color washed off his face as he endured the immense pain. It only took a short distance and time for sweat to drench his entire outfit. With downcast eyes, he studied the frame.

The photograph in the frame was of a newborn baby. The little fella was so tiny and heartbreakingly skinny. The baby may have a tiny face, but the delicate facial features were beginning to show.

"Lil' Xi, talk to your big brother." Fu Qingli's slender fingers touched the frame gently. With disappointment and helplessness buried in his tenderness, he spoke, "Do you think I was wrong? But how could they say that about you? There's no way I can't find you."

Amid the silent background, it was unclear whether Fu Qingli was mumbling to himself or talking to the photograph.

"She's not you. How can they fall for another girl before finding you?

"Don't worry. I will never give up on you. I will find you and before I do, please take care of yourself, okay?

"That girl is the daughter of Mom's twin sister. She and Mom look alike. Come to think of it, she should be your cousin so please don't be angry with Qingye and Qingxuan for acting this way. It's not that they don't love you. They simply feel sorry for her."

...

Only at this moment could he completely let loose and speak his mind, talking about random things. His voice may be hoarse, but it carried endless affection and hope.

Through the huge bedroom window, the sunlight shone onto him, casting a gentle beam on that forever poker face. His sharp and cold eyes were filled with adoration.

Afternoon came.

Fu Junqiu was home for dinner. Not long after she stepped into the living room, Fu Qingye drew close with a bruised face. She rushed over with a worried expression. "Ye, what happened? What's up with your face? Who picked on you?"

Fu Qingye calmly looked at her. "I knocked onto the table."

It was best not to mention the fight since it was embarrassing.

"Knocked onto the table?" Fu Junqiu frowned. As if she would believe that. She whipped out her authority as an elder. "Tell me, who did this to you? Who hit you? I'll avenge you!"

Who had the audacity to hit her nephew and pretty hard too? Were they not aware that Ye earned his living with his looks? It was a ruthless move to attack his face!

Even if Ye was a gentle softie, it was no reason for him to be pushed around. No, Fu Junqiu had to get back at them.

"Aunty, it was really an accident." Fu Qingye helplessly sighed and said, "Hurry up and wash your hands. It's time for dinner."

Fu Junqiu looked at the feast on the dinner table and asked, "Where's your big brother?"

Fu Qingye replied, "He's sleeping in his room."

"What?" Fu Junqiu was shrieking at this point. "No way! What's wrong? Is he sick? Why is he still in bed?"

It did not sound right!

Her eldest nephew rose earlier than the cuckoo doodle doo and slept later than the hoot. Working harder than a mule, Fu Qingli's routine was terrifyingly strict. There was never a time Fu Junqiu saw him overslept, even when he was sick.