Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

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Panda Novel

Ye Ling stumbled out of the room, unable to accept the truth that he had neglected for more than twenty years. However, he saw Shen Qianshu, who had always been waiting outside the room. She suddenly saw Ye Ling’s bloodshot eyes.

“Noah?”

Ye Ling wiped his face, as if he was trying to conceal something, and pressed onto the area in the middle of his brows. Shen Qianshu paused slightly. This was not Noah. He was Ye Ling.

“Come here!” Ye Ling said.

Shen Qianshu walked over obediently. Ye Ling spread his arms, and she walked into his embrace, hugging his waist. Ye Ling rested his head on her shoulder and hugged her tightly. Shen Qianshu stroked his back for a moment, as if his heart hid countless unspeakable secrets. Shen Qianshu’s heart softened. Did Master cry?

“She loved me,” said Ye Ling. However, he only knew about it too late. He had hated her for many years, and whenever her name was mentioned, he would be frustrated and angry. Soon, her name became taboo, and no one dared to mention it again.

He was not the product of a tragedy. His mother loved him.

Ye Ling never cared about the love from the Ye Family’s seniors. The old master, the old lady, and his father were nice to him. However, he did not care. He only cared for Aventura’s love.

The only joy of his barren childhood came from Aventura’s smiling face.

Only she would let him feel that he was being needed—that he was being loved. However, all his memories of her had become beyond recognition. Some important memories had become blurred and misrepresented.

“Of course she loved you.” Shen Qianshu thought the same thing as Ye Ling and naturally knew what he was talking about. “She loved you the most. There are no mothers that don’t love their children.”

No matter how cruel or how malicious a mother was, she would always love her own child.

All the mothers in the world love their own child.

He had seen some clips of Aventura and Fang Hongxiu. From Fang Hongxiu’s description, she could imagine a young teenage girl who was carefree and frank. How could such a girl not love her own child?

The one who brought pain, fear, and a hatred that could never be relinquished was her second personality. It was never her.

Every time Aventura saw little Ye Ling’s injuries, she would have guessed. If she were Shen Qianshu, she would have installed a surveillance camera in the room. This way, she could know what happened, and she would find out that she was unsuitable to raise a child. Otherwise, the child would definitely be buried alongside her. Instead of waking up one day to discover his corpse, she would rather send him away.

Her heart ached for Master.

He did not manage to experience Aventura’s love and did not make it in time to send Aventura away. She left just like that. She chose to commit suicide with old master. This was also very deep love.

However, she did not know what the seniors in the Ye Family did to him that aggravated his illness.

It was evidently not something good, so there was no need for her to press on any further.

His biggest inner conflict had finally been resolved.

Ye Family did not care about the seniors in the Ye Family. Hence, no matter what they did, even if they left an indelible shadow in his childhood, they would be unable to affect his growth.

Only Aventura could affect him.

“Master…”

“I’m so happy.”

“Yes.”

“I’m really very happy.”

“I know.”

Ye Ling was happy, yet he regretted it at the same time.

If he remained firm that year, insisting to remain by her side, even if he would be abused, perhaps she would not have died. Perhaps, her mental state would have improved. Perhaps…

They could share a normal mother-son relationship.