Chapter 82 How Important Cen Muqi Was in His Heart
“Ji Naitang, look at me. It’s me.” Cen Muqi’s words weren’t very steady either. He looked straight into Ji Naitang’s eyes and softly coaxed, “Let go, okay?”
Ji Naitang shook his head. He choked out painfully, “No, I don’t want to celebrate my birthday. I don’t want a birthday present……”
Cen Muqi’s eyes flashed. He pulled Ji Naitang somewhat remorsefully into his arms. “Okay. We won’t celebrate your birthday. We won’t open any birthday presents. We won’t do it anymore in the future.”
“Brother. Give me back my brother. Give me back my brother……” Ji Naitang’s crying was very controlled. And Yao Yuanjing finally understood why Ji Naitang was like this today.
“He’ll deliberately forget his own birthday. If he can’t remember, the day will go fine in previous years. If he remembers, he’ll get very drunk. When he wakes up, he’ll go back to normal.”
Although Cen Muqi didn’t know the details, he already recalled that when Ji Naitang and Ji Moyu were kidnapped twelve years ago, it was almost mid-October. The newspapers said the disappearance was October 12. Ji Naitang was rescued on October 20.
“You should know that Ji Moyu was dismembered.” Yao Yuanjing leaned against the sink and said in a low voice, “Zhou Qiang not only dismembered Ji Moyu, but the reason was that he did it as a birthday present for Naitang.”
Cen Muqi looked up shocked at Yao Yuanjing. Yao Yuanjing sighed. “On October 16, his beloved brother was dismembered in front of him and it was said to be a birthday present for him.”
Cen Muqi’s breathing stifled. He recalled Ji Naitang’s reaction when he handed him his birthday present. Cen Muqi’s heart seemed to start hurting.
“You don’t know these things, so I don’t blame you. Just leave. I’ll take care of him.” Yao Yuanjing looked seriously at Cen Muqi. In this current situation, he couldn’t fight with Cen Muqi even if he wanted to. So, the most important thing right now was to stabilize Ji Naitang’s emotions.
Ji Naitang didn’t want Cen Muqi to see him like his, but Cen Muqi still saw.
“If I’m leaving, I’m taking him with me.” Cen Muqi was very firm. His tone was completely non-negotiable. At this point, Mrs. Yao came upstairs. “Is Little Tang all right? What happened? I called Dr. Jin. He should be here soon.”
Yao Yuanjing was going to say a doctor wasn’t necessary, but he thought of how Ji Naitang was still clutching a piece of glass, so he didn’t object.
“Go out first, mom. I’ll deal with this.”
“Okay. I’ll go downstairs and wait for Dr. Jin.” Mrs. Yao knew the situation was serious, so she didn’t say anything else and quickly left the room.
Cen Muqi leaned over and placed his forehead against Ji Naitang’s forehead. He almost sighed as he softly said, “Sweetie Ji, can you let go?”
Ji Naitang’s eyes slightly moved at this address. Cen Muqi noticed it since he was so close to him. He moved back a little and said, “Teacher Ji, let go, okay?”
Ji Naitang looked at Cen Muqi. Cen Muqi continued, “If you let go, I’ll sing a children’s song for my child, okay?” He looked down at Ji Naitang’s right hand and saw his fingers twitched.
Cen Muqi carefully and slowly pried Ji Naitang’s fingers off. Then he moved the glass fragment stained with blood out of his palm. Because Ji Naitang had held on too tightly, the wounds in his palms were quite deep.
Yao Yuanjing stood there silently as he watched. In the moment that Ji Naitang let go, he understood how important Cen Muqi was in Ji Naitang’s heart. In Ji Naitang’s heart, other than Ji Moyu and Qiu Nanshu, no one could compare to how important Cen Muqi was.
Including him. [Yao Yuanjing]