Can I still be saved? [Transmigration] - Chapter 19

Fu Hanzhou nodded slightly, a faint smile still lingering at the corners of his lips.

Seeing him take this small step forward, Su Yunjing felt a rush of happiness—an excitement that was hard to describe.

This was great. Little Cool cub was finally starting to emerge from the shadows of his childhood.

“Then… Do you like me?” Fu Hanzhou asked seriously.

“Of course,” Su Yunjing answered without hesitation.

Fu Hanzhou’s long lashes lowered, casting a heavy shadow over his eyelids, giving him a moody, stubborn look. “Will you like me more than her?”

This Her referred to the baby in Song Wenqian’s belly.

Fu Hanzhou had already decided that the baby was a girl.

Because he wanted the baby to be of a different gender from him. He also hoped that Su Yunjing’s love for the two of them would be kept separate.

Su Yunjing hesitated for a moment but ultimately gave him a definite answer: “I will.”

Only then did Fu Hanzhou reveal a truly sincere smile.

He didn’t like that baby, just as he didn’t like anyone else touching him besides Su Yunjing.

Even when Song Wenqian held his hand or patted his head, Fu Hanzhou never rejected it and even acted obediently.

Because he understood that it was a necessary part of survival.

Song Wenqian was Su Yunjing’s mother. He had to make her like him. That was the only way he could freely come and go from this home.

Even if he hated that unborn baby, he would still have to accept it.

Because Su Yunjing wanted him to welcome the new life, so he had to pretend to like it, even if he didn’t.

He didn’t want to make Su Yunjing angry.

…

Fu Hanzhou was getting better by the day, and had now completely blended into this little family.

On New Year’s Eve, Song Wenqian even spoke with the orphanage director and arranged for Fu Hanzhou to spend the night.

Most kids would be making noise at that age, but not Su Yunjing and Fu Hanzhou.

The two of them were equally well-behaved. If Song Wenqian hadn’t been pregnant, she might’ve seriously considered adopting Fu Hanzhou herself.

Fu Hanzhou being able to let go of the past and begin accepting others was exactly what Su Yunjing had hoped to see.

In the bathroom,Fu Hanzhou,who had just finished taking a shower, was wet all over. His whole body looked like a piece of white jade freshly peeled from silk.

He tilted his head slightly. Under those curled lashes were a pair of pitch-black, clear eyes.

“I like Uncle. I like Auntie. And I like the baby in her belly too.”

That was what Su Yunjing heard him say.

Looking at this obedient little darling, Su Yunjing felt a wave of tenderness in his chest. He reached out and patted Fu Hanzhou’s damp, curly black hair.

Sensing Su Yunjing’s genuine joy, Fu Hanzhou kept a faint smile on his lips.

But the moment Su Yunjing turned around to fetch a towel, the smile faded, and the clarity in his eyes darkened into a deep, impenetrable black.

Fu Hanzhou was very smart and knew how to read people’s expressions better than most children his age.

He had already sensed that Su Yunjing really wanted him to fit in with the family. So he worked hard to meet those expectations.

Su Yunjing returned with a clean towel and continued to dry his hair.

“But I still like you the most.” Fu Hanzhou suddenly grabbed the hem of Su Yunjing’s shirt, staring up at him without blinking. “Do you like me the most?”

Su Yunjing laughed. Fu Hanzhou asked similar question every few days.

And it was during these moments that Su Yunjing was most convinced, Fu Hanzhou really was just a seven-year-old child.

There’s no such thing as a ‘most favorite’ in the adult world. Adults had too many temptations and too many desires. Only children would hold onto a phrase like that.

Even if you said something like “You’re my favorite in the whole world” to your girlfriend, she might cringe at how cheesy it sounded.

But since Fu Hanzhou liked hearing it, Su Yunjing had no reason to refuse.

“I like you the most too. the most in the whole wide world!” Su Yunjing said in the tone adults use to coax kids.

Fu Hanzhou didn’t reply. He simply gripped Su Yunjing’s shirt tighter.

He could still tell whether other party truly meant his words or not and he knew Su Yunjing was just coaxing him.

He hadn’t taken his words seriously at all. Fu Hanzhou lowered his eyes.

At that moment, he was just like one of those orphanage kids behind iron bars, waiting for a donor to come back, clinging to a hope that may never come true.

The dragon who once mocked the dwarves has finally become one himself.

…

School was out for three days for New Year’s. Su Yunjing bought sparklers and took Fu Hanzhou back to the orphanage to set off fireworks with the others.

Fu Hanzhou was still quiet, but now he was willing to play with the other kids at the orphanage.

Watching him, Su Yunjing couldn’t help but feel emotional. at this rate, little cool cub might never become the twisted, obsessive child he once feared. Everything seemed to be moving in a good direction.

Fu Hanzhou’s biological father would a soon come to take him home.

Su Yunjing couldn’t remember the exact day, just that it was shortly after New Year’s.

After spending half a year with Fu Hanzhou, Su Yunjing naturally didn’t want to let him go. But some things were inevitable.

Once Fu Hanzhou left, Su Yunjing’s mission would likely be complete. He wasn’t sure if he’d remain in this world afterward.

Sigh.

Fu Hanzhou, not far away, held a lit sparkler, glowing bright in the night.

The brief flicker of flame reflected in his beautiful eyes but couldn’t light the darkness within them.

He didn’t like fleeting things like this. No matter how beautiful they looked, they couldn’t fool him.

Watching Su Yunjing surrounded by the other kids, Fu Hanzhou’s brows furrowed tightly.

Sparklers were relatively safe and perfect for children to play with.

Many of the orphanage kids had never played with them before. Some girls were shy at first, but once they saw it was safe, they couldn’t resist running up to Su Yunjing to ask for more.

The bundle of sparklers in Su Yunjing’s hand was quickly handed out.

Seeing that Fu Hanzhou only had two left, Su Yunjing asked, “Still want to play? Want me to go buy you some more?”

Fu Hanzhou didn’t answer. He kept rubbing his nose until it turned red.

Su Yunjing touched his forehead. “What’s wrong? Your nose hurts? Did you catch a cold?”

“Just a little cold.”

Fu Hanzhou looked like a snowman with pale white skin, a red nose, and those jet-black eyes like two pieces of coal.

Worried he might catch a cold, Su Yunjing didn’t feel like introducing him to more friends.

“Let’s go home,” Su Yunjing said as he wrapped a scarf around him.

“Mm.”

The orphanage kids all looked disappointed as they watched the two of them leave.

On the way back, Fu Hanzhou kept his lips tightly pressed together. Su Yunjing wasn’t sure if it was because he was cold or jealous that he’d shared sparklers with the other kids.

Su Yunjing couldn’t help but explain, “I just hope you can make a few more friends. That way, when I’m at school, I won’t have to worry about you being all alone.”

Those words clearly pleased Fu Hanzhou. His rosy lips curled into a smile.

He grabbed Su Yunjing’s hand, eyes slightly curved, tone light and cheerful. “I know.”

That smile hit Su Yunjing right in the heart. He felt himself sinking even deeper into this second male lead’s spell.

So what if he’s a little obsessive? Sure, the possessiveness was a bit intense but he was easy to coax.

See? One gentle word and he’s happy again. So cute.

Not long after the New Year break ended, Su Yunjing had only been back in school for a few days when, on his way home past the orphanage, he spotted a luxury car parked outside.

His heart skipped a beat.

That must be Fu Hanzhou’s biological father.

Su Yunjing couldn’t describe what he felt. Once Fu Hanzhou left, they’d be separated by hundreds of kilometers, and the chances of seeing each other again would be slim.

Not to mention, once his mission was complete, who knew if Su Yunjing would still remain in this world?

As these thoughts swirled, Fu Hanzhou walked out of the orphanage like usual.

But this time, a man followed behind him.

The man was dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit. Tall, handsome, with defined features and an air of sophistication.

This was Shen Nianyun, Fu Hanzhou’s biological father.

Fu Hanzhou had taken his mother’s surname, ‘Fu,’ and he looked four or five points like his mother, especially his eyebrows and eyes.

So when Shen Nianyun saw Fu Hanzhou for the first time, he knew instantly that he had found the right child.

Shen Nianyun was followed by his assistant, the orphanage director, and two middleman.

Those middlemen were crucial in helping him locate Fu Hanzhou so quickly.

Fu Hanzhou walked up and said to Su Yunjing, “Let’s go. We need to check your homework.”

His tone was flat and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Shen Nianyun followed behind with a hesitant look on his face.

It was obvious that, despite being a seasoned businessman, he had no idea how to handle the sudden appearance of his own child. His sharp, confident air was tinged with awkward helplessness.

Song Wenqian stood by the bike handle, quietly sizing him up.

Though the hardware store wasn’t large, she’d seen all sorts of customers. Her sharp business instincts quickly picked up on the subtle tension in the air.

Realizing this man might be here for Fu Hanzhou, Song Wenqian became both wary and curious.

Since Hanzhou was close with her son, and she liked him quite a bit herself, she couldn’t help but ask.

“Director Li, who is this?”

The orphanage director quickly introduced them. “This is Mr. Shen. He’s Hanzhou’s biological father. He’s here to take Hanzhou home today.”

“Mr. Shen, this is Ms. Wenqian, the one I told you about. She and her family have been incredibly kind to Hanzhou.”

Hearing he was the boy’s real father, Song Wenqian looked at Shen Nianyun in surprise.

The man was clearly well-off, wearing a designer suit and a luxury watch, so how could he have left his child in an orphanage?

Her disapproval was written all over her face. Shen Nianyun cleared his throat uncomfortably.

“Thank you so much for taking care of Hanzhou. If you and your husband have time, I’d love to treat you both to dinner tonight.”

Seeing that he at least spoke politely, Song Wenqian’s opinion of him softened a little.

While they talked, Fu Hanzhou gripped Su Yunjing’s hand tightly.

Sensing Fu Hanzhou’s quiet anger, Su Yunjing said to his mom, “Mom, you talk to this uncle, I’m going to take Hanzhou home.”

It was clear that Fu Hanzhou didn’t accept Shen Nianyun. Su Yunjing wanted to talk to him in private.

Song Wenqian also noticed his resistance and nodded. “Go ahead.”

Shen Nianyun opened his mouth as if to speak, but Song Wenqian shot him a glance, stopping him in his tracks.