When An Ning opened her eyes, she saw Song Ruyi sitting at her bedside.

She looked at Song Ruyi with a cautious look on her face: "Who are you?"

Song Ruyi was not surprised at all about An Ning.

After all, she is now a stranger to An Ning.

She took a bowl of porridge placed on the bedside table, and took a spoon to feed An Ning and said, "I am your mother, you are my biological daughter."

An Ning's eyes were even more alert: "Auntie, I'm not a child anymore. You can't deceive me like this."

Song Ru did not believe An Ning, so she had to put down the porridge bowl, took out some documents from her bag and handed them to An Ning: "You can take a look at it yourself."

An Ning looked down at the documents and paternity test papers, and then looked up at Song Ruyi: "What you said... are all true?"

Song Ruyi smiled and touched An Ning's hair: "Of course it's true. We only recently discovered that we had the wrong child. Then we checked the hospital that year. Later, we found your information and asked someone to take your hair for a paternity test. I came to pick you up after confirmation."

An Ning's head drooped even lower: "No wonder..."

"No wonder?"

Song Ruyi was a little curious.

"No wonder I feel like when I was about to die, it seemed like someone was calling me and someone hugging me." An Ning said softly. If it weren't for Song Ruyi's closeness, I wouldn't have heard her voice.

She looked at the gauze wrapped around An Ning's wrists and the purple marks on her thin arms, and her heart felt like a blocked thing and could not speak.

After waiting for a long time, An Ning looked up at Song Ruyi again: "You are my mother, your biological child? Will you love me? If you don't sell me, I will follow you."

She spoke very quietly, and she was well-behaved and soft, making her look even more pitiful.

Song Ruyi felt sour, she reached out and hugged An Ning in her arms: "I can't sell you, I'm your mother, how could I sell you? I can't even take care of you?"

An Ning leaned in Song Ruyi's arms. She wanted to reach out to hug Song Ruyi, but she was a little timid.

After Song Ruyi calmed down and started feeding An Ning for dinner.

An Ning drank the porridge in one mouthful, and her eyes finally felt a little brighter: "This porridge is delicious."

This porridge was bought by the bodyguard, but it was just an ordinary meat porridge. It tasted really not very good. Song Ruyi drank half a bowl before An Ning woke up, and she could barely swallow it.

But even such a not-so-like porridge, An Ning even said it was very delicious.

I think I know what kind of life An Ning lived in the Liu family.

"What did you eat before?"

Song Ruyi was mentally prepared to ask for peace.

An Ning thought carefully: "White porridge, pickles, steamed buns, etc. I eat very little stir-frying. I actually like to eat meat, but my mother doesn't let me eat it. She said that girls should lose weight and never let me eat enough."

Song Ruyi felt anger surged in her heart when she heard this.

A girl of fourteen or fifteen years old is a critical period of development. The Liu family doesn't let her eat enough. This is clearly because she doesn't want her child to grow up well.

"I won't go on in the future."

Song Ruyi held back her tears and said to An Ning with a smile: "When you go back with your mother in the future, mom will buy you delicious food. You can eat whatever you want. Can we eat enough?"

"Really?"

An Ning's eyes became brighter and brighter: "Can I eat meat? Can I taste what bread tastes? I also want to drink juice. Are all these OK? Will it cost a lot of money?"

She was careful when she asked, and almost didn't dare to look at Song Ruyi.

Song Ruyi nodded vigorously: "Yes, you can do it. You can eat whatever you want. Mom will give you money. You can buy it for yourself. If you don't want to eat something outside, you can let the chef at home make it for you."

An Ning smiled, her eyebrows and eyes curled: "It's great to be able to eat enough."

It was already very late to finish a bowl of porridge.

Song Ruyi asked An Ning to rest. An Ning lay down, but her hands tightly grabbed the corner of Song Ruyi's clothes.

Song Ruyi looked down at her and saw that the child was staring at her with wide eyes, and she looked at her reluctantly.

"how?"

Song Ruyi thought An Ning had something to do.

"Are you really my mother? I really don't have to be beaten and hungry in the future?"

An Ning asked again uncertainly: "I dare not close my eyes, for fear that this is a dream. If you wake up, you will be gone... I dream of a mother like you, who can talk to me gently, will not hit me, or will hold me."

Song Ruyi's heart seemed to be soaked in warm water, warm and soft, and a little sour and indescribable.

She bent down, stuffed An Ning's hair into her ears, took off her shoes and lay on the hospital bed, stretched out her hand to hold An Ning in her arms: "Mom is here, it's not a dream, it's all true. You should go to bed quickly, and when you wake up, your mother will not disappear."

"Really."

An Ning smiled very happily. She hugged Song Ruyi tightly and buried her head in her arms: "I know what it feels like to be hugged by my mother. It's so good. My mother's arms are really warm."

An Ning was very tired and fell asleep not long after saying this.

Song Ruyi didn't dare to move, for fear that she would wake up the daughter who had just gotten.

She waited for An Ning to fall asleep before she looked down at her carefully, and carefully described An Ning's facial lines over and over again.

An Ning's facial features are very gentle, and she is obedient and clever when she falls asleep, which looks particularly distressing.

Her eyebrows were thin, just like Song Ruyi's, with her eyes closed, her eyelashes were long like two small fans, and her nose was straight and small, especially her mouth, and her lips were almost exactly the same as Song Ruyi.

Song Ruyi looked at An Ning and only then did she understand what her biological mother and daughter were.

It turns out that the feeling of blood connection is like this.

In the past, she loved Zhao Mingzhu very much, but she always felt that she had something missing when she got along with Zhao Mingzhu.

Now she understood that what she lacked is this kind of mutual understanding and empathy.

Just like An Ning, she felt very painful when she saw every injury on An Ning. She felt that personal experience could not be felt by others.

An Ning did everything she should do and could do, and she slept very steadily this time.

She didn't sleep for a long time and woke up after a few hours of sleep.

After waking up, I could still feel the warmth of Song Ruyi's arms.

She closed her eyes and did not move, but called for peace of mind with her thoughts.

Soon, Anxin, who had not been moving, had a heartbeat.

"Ningning, it was strange that he had the wrong child at the beginning."

Well?

An Ning signaled An Xin to say it quickly.

Anxin said angrily: "The Zhao family did not say it when they knew that Zhao Mingzhu was not his biological daughter. This was hidden from Zhao Mingzhu. Logically, Zhao Mingzhu didn't know at all. Moreover, when the Zhao family was checking your news, they did it secretly. Even Zhao Mingrui was not very clear. But how could the Liu family know? And before Song Ruyi arrived, they set up a room for you and bought you new clothes?"
Chapter completed!