Chapter 47: The Man in Master Lu’s Arms in the Jing Circle Has Met with an Accident (20)

Chapter 47: The Man in Master Lu's Arms in the Jing Circle Has Met with an Accident (20)

As night deepened, Song Chuyi tossed and turned on the two-meter-wide bed, unable to fall asleep.

With his eyes wide open, he couldn't help but flip over again.

Lu Wuqing, who should have been fast asleep beside him, suddenly spoke up, "Can't sleep?"

"A little," Song Chuyi whispered. "Am I disturbing you?"

In truth, he wanted to sleep, but with the task still unresolved, he couldn't rest.

He let out a soft sigh. "Maybe I'll go to the living room and play some games?"

"No need." Lu Wuqing pulled him into his arms with one strong arm.

Listening to Lu Wuqing's steady heartbeat, Song Chuyi blinked in confusion.

"Brother Qing, can't you sleep either?"

"Mm."

"Shall we chat a bit?"

"Be quiet."

"Boring."

...

Lu Wuqing claimed he couldn't sleep, but within two minutes of holding him, he was sound asleep!

Sure enough, villains are all liars!

"Xiaotong, Xiaotong!" Song Chuyi called out to Xiaotong. "Do you think Lu Wuqing is a liar?"

"Just now, he said he couldn't sleep, but now he's snoring away, probably dreaming sweet dreams!"

Xiaotong chuckled. "Then, Host, are we close to completing our task?"

Song Chuyi: "?"

"Silly Xiaotong, we're far from completing the task."

"He hasn't felt familial love yet, has he?"

Xiaotong: "Right, okay."

"Silly Xiaotong, don't you know the progress of the task?" Song Chuyi asked.

Xiaotong: "Host, I don't know."

"As a newly born system, our configuration is poor. I can only issue tasks and receive notifications when they're completed."

"The background information on the villain that I gave you this time was obtained by trading energy collected after completing the previous world's task."

"But once it's used up, it's gone. Waaah."

It took so much effort to accumulate even a little bit of energy, which was all spent on helping the host understand the villain.

Song Chuyi realized, "No wonder I feel more familiar with the villain's background in this world compared to the last one."

"Silly Xiaotong, thank you."

Xiaotong: "❤"

"So, Host, you must complete the task!"

Song Chuyi: "Don't worry, I will complete the task perfectly!"

Isn't it just making Lu Wuqing feel familial love? If it comes down to it... I'll be his father!

"Xiaotong, the villain is asleep. Let's continue watching the TV series!"

Xiaotong: "Okay~"

—

Jing City welcomed a rare rainy day. Counting the days, Song Chuyi had been with Lu Wuqing for nearly half a month.

Song Mu and Song's father had been on a business trip for half a month and hadn't returned, delaying Song Chuyi's task.

Fortunately, Lu Wuqing treated him well, except for the fact that he insisted on holding him while sleeping, which was somewhat troublesome.

To avoid being discovered that he wasn't actually sleeping, Song Chuyi kept his eyes closed and watched TV series with Xiaotong in his mental sea.

But this wasn't a long-term solution. Lu Wuqing wouldn't feel familial love by simply holding him while sleeping!

Thus, Song Chuyi decided to take the initiative.

He first contacted Song's father and learned that he wouldn't return for another half a month, then reached out to Song Mu.

The good news was that Song Mu would be back in two days.

The bad news was that it was still two days away!

His task would be delayed by two more days!

Just as he was scratching his head, preparing to slack off for two days, an unexpected phone call came in.

It was Lu Wu calling.

Song Chuyi glanced at the caller ID and answered the call, hearing Lu Wu's voice on the other end.

"Hello, is this Xiao Chu?"

"Come back quickly! Your mom has gone crazy!"

"She insists on buying a gravestone in the cemetery, and it costs ten thousand yuan!"

"What's the point of buying a gravestone when we're all alive and well?"

...

Song Chuyi casually offered a few words of comfort before hanging up the phone.

Lu Wu had not been having an easy time lately. Qi Fang was no longer as silent and tolerant as she used to be.

She had actually started hitting him!

And she hit hard!

The wooden stick landing on his body really hurt. He even suspected that Qi Fang might have consulted some of the thugs from the gambling den.

Now he was genuinely afraid of Qi Fang, and she didn't just hit him at home—she hit him outside too!

And she always aimed for his buttocks, completely ruining his dignity as a man.

He couldn't even go to the gambling den anymore, and he didn't dare drink alcohol now.

All he did was cook at home, watch short videos, and wait for Qi Fang to come back so they could eat together.

Things seemed to be improving, but then Qi Fang suddenly wanted to spend ten thousand yuan on a gravestone!

Everyone in the family was fine. Why would she buy a gravestone?

This made Lu Wu both wary and scared, extremely worried that the gravestone was meant for him.

And ten thousand yuan! That was more than three months' salary for Qi Fang!

After thinking about it, Lu Wu had no choice but to call Song Chuyi.

Seeing that Lu Wuqing was still in a meeting, Song Chuyi left without telling him.

He took a taxi to the cemetery where Lu Wu said the gravestones were located. The area was filled with towering gravestones.

Holding a black umbrella, he walked among the gravestones, his posture straight and upright, the misty water blurring his vision.

Song Chuyi easily found Qi Fang.

It wasn't because he was smart, but because on such a rainy day, Qi Fang was the only one standing in front of a gravestone without an umbrella.

He approached her under his umbrella and glanced at the gravestone.

The gravestone was blank, an unmarked stone.

"You came."

Qi Fang spoke first, her voice rough and hoarse.

Most of her hair was white, and the wrinkles around her eyes were deep.

Her hands were cracked and rough, making her look more like someone in their sixties or seventies rather than fifty.

Song Chuyi handed her an umbrella. "You'll catch a cold if you stay in the rain."

Qi Fang took the umbrella and thanked him but didn't open it. She stared at the black umbrella and suddenly spoke.

"If it were him, he wouldn't give me an umbrella."

Song Chuyi lowered his gaze, his grip on the umbrella handle tightening.

Qi Fang stared at the unmarked gravestone and slowly said, "You're not him."

"Even though I don't know who you are, you're not him."

Song Chuyi smiled, his features taking on a hazy allure.

"When did you realize?"

Qi Fang looked down, tears welling in her eyes.

"From the day you came back."

"If it were him, he wouldn't have come back."

"No," Song Chuyi interrupted her, "I mean, when did you find out that Lu Wuqing is not your biological son?"

Qi Fang's body stiffened.

"Long ago."

"How long?" Song Chuyi pressed.

Qi Fang felt cold all over, the rain soaking not only her body but also her heart.

"Very, very long ago." Qi Fang knew she couldn't deceive the young man in front of her. "When the nurse accidentally switched the babies, I realized it."

"Why didn't you tell the nurse about the mix-up?" Song Chuyi asked.

Qi Fang's body trembled, her face wet with tears or rain.

"I wanted to tell the nurse, I wanted to tell her."

"But..."

But when she saw her biological son, who had been taken by mistake, being brought to the university professors, she hesitated.

She knew her husband was unreliable; he drank and was abusive, but she lacked the courage to divorce him.

Her son would not have a good life with her, and it wasn't even something she had done intentionally.

It was the nurse who had made the mistake, how could she be blamed for it?