"Squeak!"
After a long time, when Ding Ning was at the critical moment of his cultivation, the door was gently pushed open, and a slim figure tiptoed in.
After seeing that he had woken up and was sitting cross-legged to cultivate, Su Ningxiang, who had been tense all the time, also relaxed. She looked at him infatuatedly, her eyes full of affection. She had never seen her son so closely. She looked at him carefully. "His nose is like mine, his mouth is like his father's, his eyes are like mine, and the shape of his face is like his father's …"
Ding Ning was not in his family's territory, so even if he was cultivating, he always kept vigilant. He knew it when Su Ningxiang came in.
When he found that she had no malice and consciously did not disturb him, Ding Ning gave up the idea of interrupting his cultivation and continued to restore his spiritual energy, pretending that he knew nothing.
Anyway, the spirit crystal was in his hand, and no one would find it unless he opened his hand.
He just muttered to himself, "Why doesn't this girl Money Bag protect me and let others come in and out at will? Fortunately, I am just restoring my spiritual energy. If my cultivation is disturbed by others, I am likely to be backfired."
He did not know that Yagyuu Asamayu had regained her memory at this moment and could not wait to stay as far away from him as possible. If she had not been bound by the master-servant contract, she would have wanted to kill him to avenge the two maids, and she would not have been willing to protect him.
The more Ding Ning cultivated, the more uneasy he felt. "Who is the woman who came in? Why is she staring at me so hard? "
Although he closed his eyes, he could still perceive that someone was staring at him with his intuition.
He opened his eyes quietly a little, and when he saw that the person who came was Su Ningxiang, he was instantly stunned.
He had a deep impression of this extremely beautiful woman. He had seen her the moment he stepped into the siheyuan in the morning.
He did not know why, but this woman, whom he was sure he had never seen, gave him a faint sense of familiarity and intimacy, making him inexplicably want to get close to her. Therefore, when Su Zhengxi wanted to seize power, he conveniently helped her and beat down Su Zhengxi's arrogance.
Su Ningxiang did not know that Ding Ning was observing her. She looked at the son whom she had been separated from for more than 20 years in a daze and had an impulse to immediately hold him in her arms.
But her reason told her that it was not the right time, and if she recognized him now, she would only hurt him.
At the thought that Ding Ning grew up alone without his mother by his side since he was a child and suffered a lot, she felt so distressed that her heart was about to break. Looking at her son in front of her, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and burst into tears.
As for the fact that Ding Ning was raised by his father, she directly ignored it. "How can a rough man care for a child? A family without maternal love is incomplete. "
Ding Ning was shocked when he found that the woman suddenly cried. Did Old Master Su die because of his illness? "Otherwise, why does she cry inexplicably?
The more he thought about it, the more worried he became. Old Master Su was his sister's benefactor, and he was here to repay his sister's kindness. If he were to die, his sister would never be able to rest in peace, and neither would he.
He couldn't be bothered to cultivate anymore. He quickly opened his eyes and asked nervously, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the old man? "
Su Ningxiang was startled by him. Seeing that her son was right in front of her, but she couldn't recognize him, she suddenly felt sad. Her tears fell freely, and she was afraid that others would hear them. She desperately covered her mouth to suppress her sobs and shook her head, which meant that the old master was fine.
But in Ding Ning's eyes, it meant that the Old Master was gone.
Ding Ning jumped up with a swoosh. Without caring about anything else, he took Su Ningxiang's hand and said anxiously, "It shouldn't be. How long has the old master been there? Hurry up and bring me there to take a look. If it's not too long, there might still be hope. "
Su Ningxiang's whole body was wrapped in a strong sense of satisfaction when he held her hand. This was her son, a smart, handsome, and capable son.
With the sadness in her heart gone, she couldn't help but burst into laughter at his words. She held his hand tightly and said in a soft voice full of affection, "The old man is fine. He is very good. He is entertaining guests."
"That's good, that's good. You scared me. If something happened to the old master, my sister would scold me to death."
Ding Ning breathed a sigh of relief, but found that his hand was still held tightly by her. He suddenly blushed and quickly broke away from her hand. He scratched the back of his head awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry. I offended you in a moment of anxiety. I didn't mean it."
"Child, I'm old enough to be your mother. What's so offensive about it? Why are you so polite to your mother?"
Su Ningxiang rolled her eyes at him and looked at him dotingly. She felt funny in her heart. "I am your biological mother. When you were born, I fed you milk. What's wrong with holding your mother's hand?"
Ding Ning felt her gentle, kind, and loving eyes. The softest part of his heart seemed to be hit by something. He lowered his head with a sad look and said, "I have never seen my mother."
Su Ningxiang's heart suddenly tightened. Her heart ached as if it was stirred by a knife. Her tears flowed down. She could no longer suppress her inner feelings. She reached out and held him in her arms. She choked and said, "My poor child, you have suffered a lot."
Ding Ning was held in her arms. He widened his eyes in confusion and thought, "Sister, are we so familiar with each other? Don't you know that men and women should not touch each other?
By the way, does it have anything to do with you whether I have suffered a lot or not? Why are you crying? "
But he didn't know why he was reluctant to break away from her arms. Although Su Ningxiang was very beautiful, and her beauty was at least above 97 points, he didn't have any distracting thoughts.
That feeling was very wonderful, so wonderful that it didn't involve any love between a man and a woman. It was like … like snuggling in his mother's warm arms.
A scene inexplicably emerged in his mind. In a ward full of the smell of disinfectant, a beautiful and gentle woman held a newborn baby in her arms and gently rocked him while singing a nursery song. Her face exuded the sacred glory of motherhood, and her eyes were full of kindness and love, as if the baby in her arms was her whole world.
The woman's face was so blurred that he couldn't see it clearly, but he was sure that it was the woman holding him in front of him.
The scene changed. The baby was taken away by a man whose face couldn't be seen clearly, and the woman was forcibly pulled away by a group of men whose faces were blurred.
The woman cried heartbreakingly, struggled desperately, cried, and begged … She wanted to see her child again, but was mercilessly pulled away by the group of men.
The scene disappeared in a flash, but Ding Ning's heart ached badly. The separation of a mother and her child, which was forcibly separated by others, made him feel the same, and his heart was full of miserable sadness.
Unconsciously, Ding Ning's face was covered with tears. He didn't know why such a scene appeared, but he knew that the poor woman in front of him had been forced to be separated from her child.
This made him suddenly have a strong impulse that he couldn't suppress. He raised his head and looked at Su Ningxiang with tears in his eyes. Because of nervousness, his voice trembled. "Can … can I be your son?"
"You …"
Su Ningxiang trembled all over. "Does he know that I am his biological mother?"
Looking at Ding Ning's eyes that were full of desire, she wanted to tell him the truth at all costs, but her reason soon prevailed over her emotion. No, she couldn't. Not to mention that he was her biological son, even if he was her adopted son, it would bring him to eternal damnation and kill him.
She closed her eyes and didn't dare to look at his disappointed eyes. She painfully but firmly shook her head, and almost mustered all her courage like a mosquito, "No … can't."
The light in Ding Ning's eyes went out bit by bit. With a sad expression, he struggled out of her arms and said with a sad, self-deprecating smile, "Yes, I … I am not him after all. I was rude. I am sorry!"
When he said this, Ding Ning inexplicably felt an indescribable strong sense of loss in his heart. It was as if he was jealous that the baby could have such a loving mother. His heart was empty and uncomfortable.
Feeling Ding Ning's sadness, Su Ningxiang's nose ached and her tears fell again. She steeled her heart and forced herself to turn her head, but she still couldn't help but explain, "It's not that I don't want to be your mother, but I am an inauspicious person. Being too close to me will bring you disaster. My name is Su Ningxiang. In the future, you can call me Aunt Xiang."
"I'm not afraid of anything inauspicious. I just want you to be my adopted mother!"
Ding Ning immediately regretted his words. He didn't know what was wrong with him. Why did he have such strong childish admiration for this woman he had just met and shamelessly wanted her to be his adopted mother?
Seeing Su Ningxiang standing there stiffly and not knowing what to do, Ding Ning also felt that he was forcing her. He hurriedly laughed dryly. "I … I don't know what's wrong with me. Maybe … maybe I miss my mother. Aunt Xiang, I've made things difficult for you. Don't be angry."
"Maybe we hit it off. Aunt Xiang won't be angry with you, never."
Su Ningxiang wiped her tears and gave a bright smile. Inside, she was crying. Child, that is the connection between us, mother and son, of the same blood.
Ding Ning scratched his head in embarrassment. He was very annoyed. He felt that today was really strange. Who would shamelessly want to be someone's adopted mother the first time they met?
Fortunately, Aunt Xiang was reasonable and did not get angry. If it was an ordinary person, they would definitely think that he had evil intentions and wanted to climb the social ladder to a big family like the Su family.
He didn't know what his biological mother was like. It would be great if she was as beautiful, kind, gentle, virtuous, and kind as Aunt Xiang. No, he would be satisfied if she could be half as beautiful.
"Mother, where are you? Why haven't you come to find me? " Ding Ning had never been so eager to know what his mother was like. That kind of longing was biting his soul like a poisonous snake.
"Are you hungry? I'll go get you something to eat. "
Su Ningxiang saw that Ding Ning was in a low mood and was afraid that she couldn't help but recognize him. She hurriedly said this and fled.
Ding Ning took a deep breath, took out his phone and dialed his sister's number. As soon as he picked up, he said with a sobbing tone, "Sister!"
"What … what's wrong with you? Who bullied you? Tell me. "
Hearing Ding Ning's voice, which was like that of a child who had been wronged, Ding Qianlie's heart suddenly tightened and she asked nervously.
Ding Ning felt warm in his heart. He resisted the urge to cry and showed a smile that was uglier than crying. "Nothing, I … really nothing. I just miss you."
"I am your sister. Why can't you tell me? Tell me, what's wrong?"
Ding Qianlie was not fooled by his flowery words and asked seriously.
"Yes, although I don't have a mother, I still have a sister who loves me. Why should I be sad?"
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