“I cannot lose him!”
“I don’t want to stop loving him, either. I have always imprisoned him, restricting his freedom and his life. I even put a collar on his neck that can never be removed — “
“Ah? What do you mean by a collar that can never be removed?”
Lin Qingyu was stunned. Her previously calm expression turned flustered.
***
Ye Moran took a deep breath and began to slowly explain the mistake regarding the collar.
“…”
Lin Qingyu remained silent for a long time after listening. She didn’t even know what to say to this woman anymore.
“So, I cannot stop loving him. I have already destroyed him. Without me, he wouldn’t even be able to survive in this world.”
“Actually, you don’t need to worry about that. He might even live better after leaving you…”
“No!”
Ye Moran suddenly stood up, her voice several pitches higher than before. If she hadn’t cleared the entire shop beforehand, every person’s gaze would surely be fixed on her right now!
“Are you out of your mind? No, you’re definitely sick. If you can’t, you can’t! Why are you yelling at me?”
Lin Qingyu snapped back without hesitation. She had been genuinely startled and nearly fell off her chair.
Ye Moran looked at her, her body slowly relaxing as she sat back down.
After a moment of silence, she continued in a low voice.
***
“I will tell you one more thing. It is something I never wanted to say out loud again.”
“What is it?”
“Su Ling’s mental state is five or six years lower than a normal person’s — perhaps even more.”
“Because when he was very young, I gave him a type of medicine. That medicine can inhibit brain development, making it move slowly.”
“At that time, I wanted him to maintain an innocent state of mind forever, happily calling me Elder Sister.”
As Ye Moran spoke, a smile actually appeared on her face. It made Lin Qingyu’s skin crawl, and she felt a layer of goosebumps break out all over her body!
“So, if he leaves me, he will certainly live a terrible life. He might even be cheated by many people, and in the end, he might die…”
“That is why I really want to know now — if I cure myself, will I stop loving him?”
Lin Qingyu took a deep breath and shook her head.
“I am not entirely sure about that, but there is a high probability that you won’t. However, if you are truly worried, I suggest you make Ye Jin fall in love with you!”
“If you do that, even if you really stop loving him in that way, he can still stay by your side as your younger brother. And… based on how much you like him now, you might even fall in love with him all over again in the future.”
***
Lin Qingyu felt like she was talking nonsense after saying that. Given how perverted and crazy this woman was, putting aside whether it was possible for Ye Jin to fall in love with her, there was no way he would stay by her side willingly.
So, Ye Jin would likely still leave her eventually. As for what would happen after he left?
She felt that as Ye Moran’s best friend, she had a duty to look after the younger brother on her behalf!
“Make him fall in love with me?”
Ye Moran subconsciously frowned. It wasn’t that she hadn’t thought about this; she had been trying all along!
But there had been no results. It was impossible for the Little Fellow to fall in love with her. No matter what she did, the Little Fellow always wanted to stay away from her.
However, thinking carefully, it seemed like the only way. She would go for treatment. If she was cured and still loved the Little Fellow, then everyone would be happy.
If she didn’t love him anymore, as long as the Little Fellow stayed by her side, she would surely fall in love with him again!
After all, the Little Fellow had always been the type to attract bees and butterflies wherever he went.
With his charm, it would be extremely easy for her to fall in love with him!
***
When Ye Moran returned home, she found that the Little Fellow was still sleeping. Had he been sleeping a bit too much lately?
Was it because of the medicine she had injected into him?
It seemed she needed to find an opportunity to ask Xu Nianhe about it.
Ye Moran quietly closed the bedroom door.
The living room was so silent that only the ticking of the wall clock remained. Every tick felt like it was tapping on her strained nerves.
***
After a long time, she returned to the bedroom door. Through the half-open crack, she silently watched Su Ling curled up in a small ball on the bed.
The Little Fellow wasn’t sleeping peacefully. His long lashes trembled slightly, and a faint red mark could still be seen on his cheek… She closed her eyes, making a firm decision in her heart. This kind of thing must never happen again.
The moment she remembered the eerie and terrifying excitement that had surged within her when that slap landed, Ye Moran couldn’t help but clench her fingers. Her nails dug deep into her palms, causing a sharp sting of pain.
She clearly only wanted to protect him by her side, wanting him to remain clean, innocent, and dependent only on her forever. Yet, the thing she could least control was her impulse to hurt him.
Ye Moran slowly closed her eyes, Lin Qingyu’s words echoing in her mind, along with Su Ling’s innocent and heartbreaking words: “If you are sick, you have to get treated.”
‘Even if… ‘
Even if she really stopped loving him after being cured, she could no longer allow herself to continue being this crazy.
At the very least, she could no longer personally destroy the Little Fellow she had held in the palm of her hand for over ten years.
After a long while, she suppressed the surging emotions in her eyes and turned to walk quietly toward the kitchen.
The spacious kitchen was fully equipped. She skillfully took ingredients out of the refrigerator, her mind unintentionally wandering back to why she had learned to cook.
Back then, when she first started injecting the Little Fellow with medicine, he had suffered a severe rejection reaction, which made it impossible for him to eat.
She had been in a state of panic, buying all sorts of meals for him. He liked some but disliked others, but there were very few things he actually liked to eat.
With no other choice, she had to learn to cook herself, trying her best to make meals exactly the way the Little Fellow liked them!
***
She remembered then that the Little Fellow couldn’t eat things that were too hard, too hot, or too irritating.
The refrigerator was now filled with fresh ingredients, all carefully prepared according to Su Ling’s constitution.
Ye Moran tied on an off-white apron. Her cold and powerful features softened slightly at this moment with a rare touch of tenderness.
She skillfully washed and chopped the vegetables. The light from the stove reflected on her face, diluting the gloom in her eyes.
As long as the Little Fellow was still by her side and safe, she was willing to pay any price.
As for making Su Ling fall in love with her…
Ye Moran’s movements paused momentarily, and her narrow eyes darkened.
She couldn’t find a good way for now… She only hoped that she wouldn’t stop loving the Little Fellow.
If she didn’t stop loving him after her illness was cured, she could love him normally. She would slowly pull the Little Fellow’s heart back!
The water in the pot gradually began to boil, emitting warm white steam that blurred the glass window. It seemed to quietly warm this cold, closed-off house.
In the bedroom, Su Ling let out a soft groan and slowly opened his eyes.
***
He sat up groggily, his nose first catching the faint, sweet scent of porridge.
Elder Sister was cooking.
He touched his slightly aching cheek. His small face didn’t show any grievance, only a bit of confusion.
He didn’t blame Elder Sister because he already knew she had hit him because she was sick.
Elder Sister was sick and in a lot of pain. He seemed unable to do anything, so he could only be obedient to make her feel less sad.
Su Ling pulled back the quilt and stepped onto the soft carpet with bare feet. Step by step, he walked slowly toward the kitchen.
He wanted to give Elder Sister a hug.
***
He wanted to tell her to get better quickly.
Even if Elder Sister didn’t love him anymore in the future, he… he didn’t want her to be in pain.
At the kitchen door, the small figure stopped. He tilted his head up and called out softly.
“Elder Sister…”
Ye Moran turned around and saw the Little Fellow standing in the light. Her heart jolted!
She turned off the stove, crouched down, and reached out her hands to him. Her voice was so gentle it could practically drip with water.
“You’re awake?”
“Come here. Let Elder Sister hold you!”
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