Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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After drinking some water, Luo Juntian seemed much calmer. He lay on his side, looking tired with his hair hanging down, looking listless.
At this moment, he was like a child who had run several kilometers, so exhausted that he didn’t even have the strength to make a single expression.
Gu Yuan helped him cover himself with the blanket, tucked it in, and then sat down softly, asking, “Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?”
Luo Juntian’s eyelashes fluttered as he looked at Gu Yuan.
His usually calm and composed eyes now seemed unfocused, blank, as if he were gazing into a very distant place.
Gu Yuan sat there quietly without saying a word.
At this moment, Luo Juntian looked so fragile that it pained her to see him so vulnerable, as if even a slightly heavier breath from her would trigger some kind of mechanism, causing him to finally break down.
“Mom.” Just then, Luo Juntian suddenly spoke.
The voice was low and hoarse, as if it had taken a great deal of effort to produce.
“How are you feeling?” Gu Yuan asked softly, as if afraid of startling Luo Juntian.
“I’m fine.” Luo Juntian managed a weak smile as he said this with difficulty.
“Then…would you like something to eat?” Gu Yuan certainly didn’t dare mention the injection, so she could only probe like this.
Luo Juntian shook his head with difficulty.
Gu Yuan said cautiously, “Then you should lie down for a while and rest well. Once you feel better, we’ll transfer you to a big hospital in the city. Qi Sen’s family owns a private hospital; I had my physical exam there before, and it seemed quite good.”
Luo Juntian took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and then opened them again.
Gu Yuan felt that when he did this, it seemed like he used a lot of effort.
Luo Juntian lay helplessly on the bed, the blankets covering him were warm, and in the faint smell of disinfectant, he saw her looking at him with warm and soft eyes.
She was very careful, not daring to say or move too much, for fear of upsetting him.
He actually wanted to smile at her, comfort her, and tell her not to worry, that he was really fine, and just needed some time to recover.
But he was so tired that he had no energy.
Looking at Luo Juntian’s weakened state, Gu Yuan was even more at a loss. She vaguely guessed that he might have a psychological aversion to injections, but she didn’t know what caused it or what the problem was.
She suddenly remembered Luo Juntian from the past, who should have been her son, but always played the role of a guide in front of her, helping her improve her acting skills, telling her about the explicit and implicit rules of the entertainment industry, and protecting her in every way, so that in the end, she didn’t have to worry about anything on set, she just had to act well.
She used to think that among her three sons, Nie Yu and Ji Qisen were more like sons. But Luo Juntian was just too powerful, making her feel that he was not a son, but a senior mentor.
But looking at Luo Juntian now, seeing how tired and weak he was yet trying to smile at her, a wave of bittersweetness washed over her. It felt like a warm liquid was flowing through her heart, a mixture of pain and comfort.
She raised her arms and gently hugged him, holding him through the white quilt.
“Mom–” Luo Juntian was a little surprised. After all, he was an adult and always had a mature and steady image. Suddenly being hugged by his mother, who was younger than him, and the posture so much like hugging a child, made Luo Juntian’s body stiffen slightly at first.
Gu Yuan hugged Luo Juntian, then couldn’t help but gently press her face against him.
A grown man, twenty-four years old, who looked several years older than her and had far more experience, had always been the one taking care of her. But at this moment, she felt a pang of sympathy for him. She even felt that he was a child, a child she could hold in her arms.
She even recalled the very beginning, when she had just woken up and heard that the five eggs she had left behind had become five sons. The bewilderment at the unknown and the subconscious rejection of unfamiliar relationships made her want to run away almost instantly.
She couldn’t accept that she had five sons, the eldest of whom was already twenty-four years old.
She felt that it was something very far removed from her own life.
But now, looking at Luo Juntian so fragile, she felt as if he had become a baby. She could even feel that half of her blood flowed in his body, that he was her child.
She had never given birth or raised a child, but blood ties awakened the maternal instincts buried within her.
“Juntian, you’re alright. You’re not afraid of anything, are you?” she murmured softly.
Her murmurs were as soft as silk, and her feminine fragrance lingered around his nose. The warmth pressing against his cheek was just right, which slowly relaxed Luo Juntian’s slightly stiff body.
Once he relaxed, he closed his eyes to feel the embrace from his mother.
Many years ago, when he was just old enough to understand things, he knew that the person lying on the bed was his mother.
His mother, cold and devoid of warmth, separated by a glass enclosure, was like an eternal specimen. Apart from the various indicators on the dazzling array of machines, he could not perceive her presence in the slightest.
But now she was alive, and she was holding him like this, her slender arms wrapped tightly around him, as if trying to transfer all her warmth to him.
Luo Juntian was not a fragile person, never had been, but at this moment he found himself vulnerable, and he needed this soft warmth.
After a long, long time, Luo Juntian finally murmured, “Mom, I’m fine. I’m just afraid of injections.”
His voice was very low, like a murmur in the middle of the night, but Gu Yuan heard it very clearly.
She didn’t say much, just gently patting his shoulder to comfort him.
Luo Juntian continued, “I am Luo Sinian’s son, from a family of doctors. I was destined to become a doctor from birth, and I thought so too when I was a child.”
Little Luo Juntian would carry his schoolbag and ride his children’s bicycle to the research institute to find his father, and he would look at the piles of information about his mother’s treatment on his father’s desk.
He was very talented; at a young age, he could understand medical materials written entirely in foreign languages and filled with various technical terms.
He felt he would follow in his father’s footsteps, and his father thought so too.
Until that incident happened later.
Thinking of this, Luo Juntian’s throat tightened and his breathing became somewhat difficult, but he still took a deep breath to calm himself down.
“When I was nine years old, I was walking home from school when a group of people kidnapped me.”
He never mentioned this incident to anyone. Apart from his father, Luo Sinian, no one knew that such a dangerous thing had happened before his glorious career as a movie star. No one knew that, many years later, he would still tremble at the mere mention of the word “injection.”
When he said this, his tone was surprisingly calm, but Gu Yuan could still sense the unease that ran deep in his blood. She tightened her grip on him.
“They brought syringes and started injecting me. I struggled desperately; I didn’t want to be injected. I knew they were bad people…” Luo Juntian’s eyes slowly unfocused, as if going back to the child struggling under the needles of bad people: “But I couldn’t break free no matter what. They stuck the syringe into my body, they drew my blood, tube after tube, drawing my bone marrow… I felt like my blood was being drained dry…”
“Jun Tian!”
Gu Yuan suddenly couldn’t bear to listen anymore. Just hearing him say that made her feel a chill down her spine, as if the blood in her body was being drained away, and her heart was aching.
She couldn’t imagine how Luo Juntian, who was only nine years old, had managed to get through it.
Suddenly she felt so much hatred, hatred for her own powerlessness. Why was she asleep all this time, unable to protect him when he was nine years old, and let him suffer like this?
She couldn’t help but gently kissed his cheek: “Jun Tian, that’s all in the past, isn’t it? It happened a long time ago. You’re all grown up now, everything is fine, it’s safe, there won’t be any bad people anymore, Mommy will drive them away.”
“Hmm… it’s all over now.” Luo Juntian said wearily, “Mom, let me get some sleep, I’ll feel better after a nap.”
“Okay.” Through the blanket, Gu Yuan gently patted his back: “How about I sing you a lullaby?”
“Uh…” Luo Juntian opened his eyes, a weak smile playing on his lips: “Mom, what songs can you sing?”
When he asked, she realized that he had become famous at a young age because of music, and he was an expert in music, while she was just trying to teach him a lesson.
After thinking for a moment, she finally said, “Is Twinkle Twinkle Little Star okay?”
Luo Juntian chuckled and nodded: “Okay, this one will do.”
This was a very simple song; only children would sing it.
Gu Yuan leaned against the hospital bed, resting her chin on her hand, gazing tenderly at her son, and began to sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star: “Twinkle, twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are! Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky…”
Her voice was very special, it was soft and clear, but unfortunately she was not very musically inclined, so much so that she could sing off-key even with such a simple song.
Luo Juntian listened intently.
It was a very simple melody, fresh and gentle, so soothing that it reminded one of the whitest cloud in the sky, and the most fragrant breeze when all the flowers were in bloom. That gentle warmth seeped into the heart like a gentle rain, silently nourishing everything, and transformed into a sound that stirred the heart in the dead of night.
Luo Juntian was indeed tired, and he closed his eyes.
Just as he was drifting off to sleep, he wondered, what kind of song would be best suited to his mother’s voice?
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