Chapter 383 Morbid Love (28)

[Host, Liu Ying's death is inevitable. 】

"why?"

Xuan Zi frowned slightly.

In the original plot, Liu Ying died because a matching kidney source was found too late.

Therefore, in order to avoid this plot, she has done her best to find a matching kidney source for Liu Ying in the shortest possible time, and even this kidney replacement operation was performed a year earlier than the original plot.

How could Liu Ying die?
[Because the male protagonist needs to grow up, the adoptive mother Liu Ying is one of the closest people to the male protagonist, and Liu Ying's death is the key plot in his growth. If there is no Liu Ying's death, then the male protagonist will not be reborn, nor He will not become the cold-hearted and domineering president of the original plot. 】

Xuan Zi: ...

Ha ha.

"So whether this kidney replacement operation is performed sooner or later, or whether it is successful or not, Liu Ying cannot avoid death?"

[Yes, host. 】

When Xuan Zi came to the hospital, what he saw was a young man in a white shirt sitting quietly outside the emergency room with his eyes lowered.

"Jing Mo."

The young man slowly raised his eyes, with a bit of confusion in his expression: "Sister."

"Are you ok?"

Xuan Zi walked up to him, looked down at him, and put her hand gently on his head.

Cui Jingmo stretched out his hands to wrap around Xuan Zi's slender waist, and slowly buried his face in her lower abdomen, "I don't know..."

He thought that Liu Ying's death would make him feel bad, but he didn't expect that when he heard the news, he didn't feel so sad, as if he was detached from the whole world, listening to Liu Ying's death sentence indifferently.

But she is obviously his closest relative, why is he not so sad?
He wondered if he was naturally cold-blooded.

After a long while, Cui Jingmo slowly raised his face, only then did Xuan Zi realize that he was frowning, and there were no tears in his eyes, but a confused look, not even red eye circles.

Xuan Zi understood, Rong Chi must be wondering why she wasn't sad at all.

He has no memory now, so naturally he doesn't know that he is not the original hero at all.

To him, the memory of the original hero is just someone else's memory.

He is just a bystander.

For his adoptive mother Liu Ying, he would feel a little sorry, but it was far from being sad.

Xuan Zi swallowed the words she wanted to comfort.

"Sister, from now on, I will only have you as a relative."

The boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said softly.

"Ah."

"You won't leave me, will you?"

"will not."

"really?"

"Really, where can I go?"

Hearing such words, a slight smile appeared on Cui Jingmo's face.

He grabbed Xuan Zi's wrist, held her slender white hands with a little coldness in them, then lowered his head and put the back of his hands on his face reverently, and murmured: "Thank you sister, I'm so happy." I like my sister the most, sister, do you like me?"

"like."

After hearing the answer he wanted, the boy pursed his lips contentedly.

"Sister, let's go."

"Ah."

Xuan Zi accompanied Cui Jingmo to complete Liu Ying's funeral, and brought her ashes back to her hometown, a small town in the south, where she was buried with Cui's father, so that she could truly return to her roots.

Soon came the memorial day of Bo's father and Bo's mother.

Xuan Zi took Cui Jingmo to their graves, asked him to pay homage to them, and told him how Bo's father and mother had worked so hard to find him for many years before their death.

After Cui Jingmo finished listening, he kowtowed respectfully to their tomb a few times, got up and said to their tombstone: "Mom and Dad, I will definitely take care of the group and take good care of my sister in the future. Do not worry."

After taking Cui Jingmo to worship, Xuan Zi formally introduced him to the old shareholders of the group.

Especially when Zhong Shanwen saw Cui Jingmo, he immediately burst into tears, saying that God has eyes, and that Cui Jingmo and Bo's father were completely carved out of the same mold.

A group of people surrounded Cui Jingmo in excitement and tears.

"By the way, Jing Mo, when are you going to change your name? After all, your original name is Bo Rulie."

Zhong Shanwen asked suddenly.

Cui Jingmo smiled obediently, "Uncle Zhong, my sister and I have actually discussed this matter a long time ago. I decided to change my surname back. As for the name, it was chosen by my adoptive parents. I have been called it for so many years, so I want to keep the name."

"fair enough."

Zhong Shanwen thought for a while and nodded.

After all, Cui Jingmo's adoptive parents have been kind to him in nurturing him, and leaving their names is also a kind of commemoration.

"Uncle Zhong, Jing Mo will trouble you to teach him from now on."

Xuan Zi smiled and said, "I have another idea, how about letting Jing Mo come to the group every weekend to learn to do things, so that he can directly take over the position of president after graduation, what do you think?"

"Of course that's good, but you should be more thoughtful," Zhong Shanwen thought for a while and asked, "But after you resigned from the position of president, do you really plan to take no position in the group?"

Xuan Zi shook her head, and said half-jokingly: "I don't think so, anyway, Jing Mo is the president of the group, so it doesn't mean that I can't enter and leave the group building after I resign?"

"I respect my sister's decision. There is still me in the group. I will not let anyone make it difficult for her."

Bao Jingmo kept staring at Xuan Zi with bright and dark eyes, and said softly.

And Xuan Zi smiled back at him.

Zhong Shanwen looked at the pair of outstanding young men in front of him, and suddenly had some thoughts in his heart.

Although Xuan Zi and Bo Jingmo keep saying that they are sisters and brothers, no one knows that these two people are not related by blood.

Zhong Shanwen could also see that Bo Jingmo trusted Chu Xuanzi very much, he said three sentences, and his eyes were glued to her body for two sentences.

And Chu Xuanzi's words and deeds towards Bao Jingmo are always a bit conniving.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but I always vaguely feel that there is an inexplicable atmosphere between these two people that no one can get in.

Perhaps, they really have a possibility of development?

Anyway, the fat and water don't flow into outsiders' fields.

Zhong Shanwen thought thoughtfully.

Xuan Zi suddenly called out, "Uncle Zhong, what are you thinking?"

Only then did Zhong Shanwen come back to his senses, and found that everyone around him was staring at him, as if wondering why he was in a daze.

He suddenly tensed up, and said seriously: "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about work."

The subject changed, and he said: "Since Jing Mo can be admitted to University A, it means that this kid is smart, why not let him directly take over the project, this is the most training person."

Now the smallest projects in the group are worth hundreds of millions, and using projects worth hundreds of millions to practice is a big deal.

"Jing Mo, what do you think?"

Xuan Zi asked.

(End of this chapter)

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