Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Chapter 250 Marrying my sister is a blessing

Ji Xun put the bowl of porridge on the table next to him, walked forward, hugged Shang Qing's soft waist, and let her lean on the pillow behind her.

He personally fed Shang Qing, just as he always did when taking care of her. Spoon by spoon, slowly, with seemingly endless patience and care, how many people could do that?

Shang Qing had never paid any attention to it. She had long been accustomed to Ji Xun's care. That was why she would become distracted if Ji Xun was not at home for more than a day.

Shang Qing's spirits had improved a lot. Seeing how attentive he was, she couldn't help but tease him, "Others are good wives and mothers, but Xiao Xun is simply a good husband and father. Anyone who marries you will be blessed."

When Ji Xun heard Shang Qing's teasing, his heart ached helplessly. He unconsciously muttered to himself, "Marrying my sister is a blessing..."

Shang Qing was drinking porridge and didn't listen carefully or hear clearly. She never thought Ji Xun could say such a thing and asked, "Xiao Xun, what did you say just now?"

Ji Xun quickly lowered his head, trying his best to hide the panic in his eyes. He raised his head again and shook his head at Shang Qing. He slowly scooped a new spoonful of porridge and passed it to Shang Qing's lips: "It's nothing, sister. Come, drink some more."

"Mm. Good. Xiaoxun, the porridge you make is delicious." Shang Qing really liked Ji Xun's cooking skills. Is there anything her brother doesn't know or can't do? He's truly versatile.

Ji Xun smiled faintly, his eyes shining: "Sister, you like it. From now on, I will make it for you every day."

With this promise, which wasn't much of a promise, Shang Qing lowered her eyes, which were filled with attachment and an indelible sweetness. Her brother was so kind. But then she suddenly thought: if Ji Xun got a girlfriend and started a family, then his patience and care would naturally be given to his family. She wouldn't be able to be so intimate with him then.

Thinking of this, Shang Qing, who was originally very happy, seemed to have fallen into an icy cave.

Yes, she had been immersed in the beautiful feeling of being cared for for too long. How could she not realize this? She and Ji Xun were just brother and sister. How could they be together forever in the future! He would have his family and his lover...

The light in Shang Qing's eyes faded, her heart aching, but she had no idea how to face it or resolve it. There was only happiness and beauty, and a feeling of helplessness that seemed to disappear quickly.

Because Shang Qing was a little tired and planned to sleep a little longer, Ji Xun did not bother her any more. After leaving Shang Qing's bedroom, Ji Xun looked at the empty bowl with a somewhat empty look in his eyes and murmured, "Why can't it be... I marry my sister..."

Ji Xun sighed and prepared to walk towards the kitchen. But when he looked up, he saw Grandma Kang standing in front of him, with an indescribable emotion in her eyes.

Because of this situation, Ji Xun was completely stunned, his eyes wide open, his face pale. The bowl in his hand instantly slipped away from its owner and fell to the ground.

When Grandma Kang saw the bowl about to fall, she rushed forward and grabbed the empty bowl in time, saving it from the tragic fate of being shattered into pieces. She also avoided scaring Shang Qing, who had just fallen asleep.

"Grandma...Grandma...I...I'm not..." Ji Xun shook his head, his hands trembling, his voice hoarse, unable to speak. A layer of cold sweat broke out on his body. But what could he do? Even a pale explanation was impossible to come up with.

Not daring to look at Grandma Kang's face again, Ji Xun could only lower his head, like a child awaiting punishment for doing something wrong. He had completely sunk into the icy cave. He knew he was finished. He was going to be kicked out.

That's right. After all, such a dirty thought. Grandma Kang loves Shang Qing so much. Because of Shang Qing, Grandma Kang took him in out of pity and let him stay in this family. He can only be Shang Qing's younger brother and Grandma Kang's grandson. Isn't it?

But there was no blame, no fear, no scolding, and other emotions or words. There was only a warm hand holding his hand, patting the back of his hand, and holding his hand.

Grandma Kang took Ji Xun back to her room, let Ji Xun in, and carefully closed the door.

Grandma Kang sat down and pointed to the chair beside the bed: "Come, Xiaoxun, sit here."

Ji Xun was at a loss from beginning to end. He sat down obediently with his body stiff.

Even in such a special situation, due to his good upbringing, Ji Xun still stood straight, tall and handsome like a pine tree. However, his slightly trembling hands and pale cheeks revealed his inner fear and helplessness at the moment.

Grandma Kang felt distressed. After all these years, how could she not know what Ji Xun was thinking? This child was so insecure. He was probably afraid that she would drive him away.

But because of this, Grandma Kang became more and more satisfied as she looked at him, with a kind and gentle smile on her face. Ji Xun kept his head down, like a prisoner waiting to be sentenced to death, so he naturally did not see the pain in Grandma Kang's eyes or the smile on her face.

"I know you like Qingqing. And it's not just a brother-sister relationship. You're in love with Qingqing. Right?"

A sentence spoken in a very ordinary tone made Ji Xun look up suddenly and stare at Grandma Kang in disbelief.

His panicked and frightened expression had long since vanished, his usual composure and calm demeanor had vanished. Now, he looked more like an ordinary child.

Ji Xun was usually too mature. Except when he was obedient and well-behaved in front of Shang Qing, he was as gentle and adorable as a little sun. In front of others, he was like a machine, constantly running, wanting to shoulder all the burdens, like an adult, steady and indifferent.

Even in front of Grandma Kang, he was cold and mature, never showing any of the liveliness and cheerfulness that was typical of his age.

Seeing the pitiful look of helplessness and trembling in Ji Xun's eyes, Grandma Kang touched the top of his soft head with a heartache, and said with a peaceful and kind smile, "I didn't know about it very early, about a month ago."

Ji Xun didn't say anything, but stared at Grandma Kang in surprise and astonishment. He didn't understand. Even the wisest mind was confused and at a loss.

"Xiao Xun, are you wondering how I knew this?" Grandma Kang smiled kindly and continued to answer Ji Xun's confusion, "I heard what you said in the yard on the night of the Dragon Boat Festival."

Memories flooded in like a tide, filling Ji Xun's mind, and his thoughts instantly returned to that night.

Because it was the Dragon Boat Festival, Ji Xun did not sleep after returning to his room, but sat at the head of the bed and waited silently.

After Shang Qing and Grandma Kang fell asleep, Ji Xun came to the courtyard holding Grandpa Ji's portrait and two rice dumplings, and found a corner to sit down.

The moon was bright that day, and the yard looked like a dream, which made it easier to bring out people's most vulnerable side.

The corners of Ji Xun's eyes were red, and the teardrop looked even more poignant under the bright moonlight.