Kyoto Night Kiss

Qu Yun's eyes held a thorn.

Despite her utter disgust, Lu Junhe found himself reminded of the past.

Yes, she needed his help.

During that period, Lu Junhe was under a lot of pressure.

Several major projects in the company were being pushed forward in quick succession, and various parties were asking him for things. There were also endless trivial matters in his family, leaving him no time to catch his breath.

That day, during a video conference in his study, he lost his temper and slammed his computer shut.

Before she had even closed her eyes for a moment, Qu Yun came in carrying a plate of apples cut into the shape of rabbits.

Lu Junhe merely glanced at him indifferently.

Qu Yun walked to his side, a serene smile on her face: "Can you help me?"

"Hmm," Lu Junhe responded, suppressing his displeasure as he asked, "Where did you run into a problem?"

The next second, Qu Yun straddled his lap.

She smiled radiantly, wrapped her arms around his neck, and whispered, "Please help me make myself a little happier."

Qu Yun started kissing him, kissing his eyes, and asked him if his eyes were happy.

If you kiss his nose, ask him if his nose is happy.

When his lips met hers, Lu Junhe's Adam's apple bobbed, and he gripped Qu Yun's chin tightly, kissing her forcefully.

Only when Qu Yun's breath trembled and her long eyelashes trembled from his kisses did his heart soften, and he reluctantly let go.

After days of coldness, Lu Junhe opened his mouth to apologize.

Qu Yun raised her wet eyes and whispered, "It's okay, you don't need to say anything."

She moved forward a little, hugged him with all her might, and buried her face in her hands. "Lu Junhe, I just want to stay with you quietly like this."

At that time, Lu Junhe could recover simply by holding her and sleeping with her, without having to do anything else.

But now?

Qu Yun seemed to really want him to die immediately.

Lu Junhe narrowed his eyes, watching Qu Yun walk around him and head towards the outside.

He couldn't get a reply from who had made the call earlier.

Just as Qu Yun's hand reached for the doorknob, a clean bathrobe was thrown over and placed on her wet head.

Lu Junhe said indifferently, "Put it on, don't go out and embarrass yourself."

Qu Yun went to her office and returned the call without even changing her clothes.

She didn't understand what it meant for the sample to be contaminated, but based on the core gene sequences from the initial screening, the two genes were highly matched, and there was a very high probability that they were related by blood.

The man on the other end of the phone explained in detail: "Because the child's hair sample was slightly damp, bacteria grew, so medically we cannot give a 99% certain result."

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"But as you instructed, I kept a close eye on the entire testing process. Based on the current results, it is very likely that the two samples match as mother and child."

Qu Yun felt cold in her hands and feet and didn't know how to react.

Does this mean... Lu Jinxing could really be her biological son?

She was just trying it out casually, and never even had such a ridiculous expectation.

If it's really true, then she's a terrible mother.

How could she not even recognize the child she had worked so hard to conceive and give birth to!

"Then I..." Qu Yun stammered, "If I just submit another sample of the child's hair that isn't contaminated... will it be able to be tested again?"

The answer over the phone was very affirmative.

Qu Yun secretly clenched her fist.

She has to undergo a second re-examination. If Lu Jinxing really is her child, she will never let go!

*

As school was about to end, Cheng Chongchong stopped asking Lu Jinxing, who was a bad classmate, to go to the toilet with her after math class because Lu Jinxing refused to eat the mushrooms he had brought to the classroom.

Lu Jinxing sat quietly in his seat, organizing the mental arithmetic quizzes from the past few days.

Suddenly, three boys and three girls surrounded him.

Lu Jinxing didn't say anything, but he recognized these people as his classmates.

They glanced at each other, then suddenly took hands and started circling around him, chanting a rhyme they had made up together: "Little mute, doesn't speak, hides in the corner and no one praises him."

"You're clumsy and timid; nobody wants to play with you."

The harsh sound struck Lu Jinxing's heart like a pebble.

He lowered his head, pale-faced, and covered his ears tightly with his two small hands. He dared not look up at his classmates who were laughing and playing with him, nor did he dare to utter a word in rebuttal.

He could only bury his face lower and lower, but those harsh words would still seep in through his fingers and linger in his ears.

"He's a mute, always quiet and withdrawn, just sitting there in class. He doesn't play, he doesn't make a fuss, so let's not be friends with him..."

Lu Jinxing felt utterly helpless; he was thus isolated from the world.

Suddenly, a deep, resonant voice shouted, "Hey, why are you guys surrounding me and my deskmate's seats?!"

Lu Jinxing looked up in surprise and saw Cheng Chongchong's round face with her cheeks flushed red.

Cheng Chongchong slid back two steps on the ground, like a calf ready to pounce, and tried his best to push aside the six classmates who were forming a circle.

Seeing him rushing towards them, the children deliberately laughed and dodged to the left and right.

Unable to stop his momentum, Cheng Chongchong slammed headfirst into the cold wall with a thud.

His classmates immediately began to tease him, their laughter as clear and melodious as silver bells: "Hahaha, you're so stupid! Cheng Chongchong wants to be a hero!"

"He's fat and stupid, fails his exams, and keeps bumping into walls while walking!"

Lu Jinxing looked at the injured Cheng Chongchong and was about to speak when Cheng Chongchong simply covered the bump on her forehead and stood in front of him.

He warned fiercely, "You're not allowed to bully my deskmate! He's not mute, and he's not stupid at all!"

"Watch out, or I'll tell the teacher, or I'll get Uncle Wang to deal with you!"

They were probably truly intimidated by Cheng Chongchong's appearance.

The students dispersed.

After Cheng Chongchong sat down, he muttered to himself, "So what if there are a lot of people? I'll stick with them from now on and see how they try to do bad things!"

Lu Jinxing knew he should say "thank you" at this moment, but for some reason he hesitated, and the sound was blown away by the wind as soon as he spoke.

Cheng Chongchong pushed the mushroom juice, which was originally placed between the two tables, toward his side.

His voice was loud and clear: "Eat up, my deskmate."

"From now on, with me, Leopard Head Cheng Chong, protecting you, even if those guys want to beat someone up, they'll hit me first, and they won't have the strength to hit you!"

Lu Jinxing stared at the chocolate cookies in the box. Even though he knew his grandmother never allowed him to eat these snacks, he couldn't resist reaching out and taking one.

He put it in his mouth and chewed it gently.

So sweet!

Delicious!

"Come on, you can take this box and eat it all. Qu Yun bought a lot for me to eat at home," Cheng Chongchong said, picking up her own schoolbag and then helping to carry Lu Jinxing's schoolbag.

Lu Jinxing carefully held the mushroom-shaped chocolate in his hands and followed behind Cheng Chongchong.

He likes Aunt Qu.

Now, I think I like my deskmate more.

So for the sake of his deskmate, he couldn't keep thinking about whether Aunt Qu might be his biological mother, because that would mean taking her away from Cheng Chongchong.

He absolutely couldn't let a classmate who was so good to him feel sad and hurt.

Qu Yun bought two bunches of candied strawberries and stood at the school gate waiting.

Seeing Cheng Chongchong come out, she waved happily.

Behind him followed Lu Jinxing.

Qu Yun paused for half a second, then quickly waved back happily.

But even though Lu Jinxing's gaze met her eyes, he suddenly turned his head away, tensed his small body, and deliberately squeezed into the crowd on the other side.