The thoughts of a teenager are truly unfathomable.
"If anyone should ask, itâs your sister who should!" Aunt Xia grabbed Zhao Xiaogui and harshly scolded him.
Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaoguiâs eyes turned red, and he said, "Why canât I ask? Iâm about to lose my sister, why shouldnât I ask?"
Hearing Zhao Xiaoguiâs words, Aunt Xia immediately tapped his head and said, "What do you mean youâre about to lose your sister? Even if Chuyi is not related to you by blood, she is still your sister!"
"Just because there is no blood relation, do you refuse to acknowledge your sister?" Aunt Xia was very angry.
Being hit by Aunt Xia, Zhao Xiaogui neither dodged nor cried out in pain. With red eyes, he glanced at Xia Chuyi, then turned to Aunt Xia and shouted loudly, "Mom, you donât understand at all!!"
After speaking, he directly broke free from Aunt Xia and dashed out of the room.
This time, Aunt Xia couldnât hold him back.
"Xiao Gui!" Everyone was momentarily stunned, but Xia Chuyi was the first to chase after him.
Just as she rushed out the door, Huo Shiqian stopped her and said, "Donât worry, Iâve already sent someone to follow him."
"But..." Xia Chuyi bit her lip slightly.
"Itâs fine, Iâll go bring him back," Huo Shiqian said, "You handle the matters inside first."
Meanwhile, Aunt Xia, with red eyes, came out and pulled Xia Chuyi back, saying, "Forget about the child, let him come back when he figures it out himself!"
After saying that, Aunt Xia pulled Xia Chuyi back into the room.
As soon as the two returned to the room, the previously silent Uncle Xia suddenly said to her, "Chuyi, Iâm sorry."
Different from Aunt Xiaâs emotionally charged apology, Uncle Xiaâs "sorry" was heavy with gravity.
"Your mother... no, my sister, Iâm apologizing on her behalf..." Seeing Xia Chuyi was about to speak, Uncle Xia quickly gestured, saying, "Please donât reject my apology, she... is, after all, my own sister."
"Her mistakes, I also have the obligation to bear." Uncle Xia said with a complex expression, "If you hate her and cannot forgive her... and consequently cannot forgive us, I can accept it."
"But this apology, I still must say to you." Uncle Xia, with red eyes, solemnly said, "Chuyi, Iâm sorry."
At this moment, Xia Chengzong, who was beside them, also raised his eyes, and with utmost difficulty said, "Chuyi, I also need to apologize to you... for what my family has done."
After hearing the words of these two people, Xia Chuyi sighed inwardly.
She understood their intention.
The difference between Aunt Xia and Uncle Xia, among others, was that Aunt Xia was not related by blood to Mother Xia, while Uncle Xia was her blood relativeâand similarly, Xia Chengzong and those Xia Family members who bullied Xia Chuyi were also blood relatives.
Thus, regarding Mother Xiaâs behavior, Aunt Xia was more filled with righteous indignation and sympathy for her.
While Uncle Xia and the others felt much more complex emotions.
Xia Chu shook her head, glanced at Uncle Xia, then at Xia Chengzong, and said, "Uncle, Brother... donât say sorry to me, the things of the past have nothing to do with you."
"And..." After a brief pause, Xia Chuyi shifted her tone and said, "I neither hate her, nor the Xia Family."
Honestly, if she ever felt hatred or resentment, it was when she still considered Mother Xia her own mother and the Xia Family her home.
Truthfully, for her, knowing she wasnât the Xia Familyâs child brought more relief to her heart.
It turns out, it turns out... she wasnât unloved because she wasnât good enough.