Running Away While Pregnant with the Villain’s Child - Chapter 27

After staying at the Luo family home for just three days, Luo Xingxing felt as though she had never truly known what kind of life human beings led.

As it turned out, the children of normal humans spent every day living this kind of life—a mix of entertainment and learning. Of course, those trivial things were things she didn’t need to learn at all. Simply pretending to learn like a child was enough to earn their astonished gazes, and Luo Xingxing found that she actually enjoyed it quite a bit.

“Good morning. Xingxing, you’re up so early today.” Luo Xingran looked at her cousin and gave a slight smile. She was naturally beautiful and possessed a gentle personality; a smile like that was enough to stir anyone’s soul.

No ordinary person would be able to resist beauty of this caliber.

However, Luo Xingxing was not human. It was only because of her interactions with Luo Xingran over the past few days that she felt an extraordinary attachment to her.

“Good morning, Sister!” The moment Luo Xingxing saw Luo Xingran, she threw her arms around her.

Since coming to the Luo family, she had finally come to understand the difference between Li Dan and Luo Xingran.

Li Dan’s former so-called kindness was nothing more than bait used to exchange for profit. Luo Xingran’s kindness toward her, however, was completely selfless, asking for nothing in return.

Of course, Luo Xingxing also understood that this was built upon her identity as “Luo Xingxing.” If Luo Xingran ever knew that she was the one who had tampered with her fate…

Luo Xingxing dazed off; for a moment, she felt a wave of resistance toward that possibility. She was unwilling to think about it.

“What are you thinking about?” Seeing Luo Xingxing suddenly space out, Luo Xingran couldn’t help but walk over and pinch the little girl’s cheek.

“Thinking about something I can’t let you know. If you knew how much I liked you, you would definitely…”

Utilize me—those three words almost slipped out of her mouth.

“…be proud.”

“Doing well as a sister now doesn’t mean you’ll do well in the future. Student Luo Xingran, I hope you keep working hard.”

Luo Xingxing’s cocky attitude made Luo Xingran want to laugh.

In the beginning, Luo Xingran had actually been a bit worried about Luo Xingxing. She always felt that this child seemed somewhat unhappy.

The most frightening part was that Luo Xingxing didn’t seem to realize her own unhappiness.

She didn’t know how to express herself and kept every problem hidden in her heart. A child who had just started primary school shouldn’t be in such a state.

After a few days of spending time together, Luo Xingran noticed even more problems with Luo Xingxing.

Sometimes, Luo Xingxing would be incredibly naive; other times, she would be cold in a way that didn’t resemble a child at all. Often, the disguise on her face appeared somewhat childish yet revealed something terrifying.

Luo Xingran didn’t understand why so many different things would appear on a child’s face. However, this situation certainly couldn’t be separated from her previous living conditions.

In truth, the more she entered this world and integrated into the Luo family, the more Luo Xingran felt she cherished everything about it.

The family here, the friends, and her lover—all these various things created a sense of warmth in her heart.

It seemed as though she was meant to exist in this world. It was also because of this mindset that Luo Xingran wanted to be good to Luo Xingxing.

She had traveled here from another world, and such “transmigrations” followed no logic. If she ever left this world, or if an accident occurred because she resisted the plot…

Having Luo Xingxing here would make things better for everyone.

“Let’s go, time for breakfast. Let’s see if there’s the minced meat egg custard you like.” Luo Xingran took Luo Xingxing’s hand and led her toward the dining table.

Luo Xingxing noticed the worry in the corners of Luo Xingran’s eyes and couldn’t help but want to see what Luo Xingran was actually thinking.

Once she saw it, Luo Xingxing felt herself becoming increasingly loathsome.

Leaving this world, becoming so distant from her family, friends, and lover—even nearly walking the path of the predestined plot—these were all things she had done to Luo Xingran.

I didn’t know back then, Luo Xingxing thought, hoping she would feel better by thinking this way.

But this thought did not disperse the knot of frustration in her heart.

The closer she got to human life, the more she found herself bound by human values.

To the point that she was now subconsciously wanting to forget why she had come to the Luo family in the first place.

Between being the Heavenly Dao or being a little girl of the Luo family, she actually leaned toward the latter.

If such a thought had occurred before she came to the Luo family, she would have only thought she was ill.

“Come and eat quickly. Why are you two so slow every day when you’re washing up? Are you really not hungry at all?”

Luo’s mother looked at Luo Xingran and Luo Xingxing, her face full of mock annoyance.

“Eat up quickly. Shen Yao and Tan Nuannuan will be here soon. Luo Xingran, you’re such a big girl now, why are you still acting like a child?”

Luo’s mother gave her daughter a playful, chiding look, her eyes filled with obvious “dislike” that was actually affection.

Before Shen Yao and Tan Nuannuan could arrive, Pei Junzhuo arrived first.

“Ranran, your friend is here.” After Luo’s mother finished speaking, she packed up her things to go play cards.

In truth, Pei Junzhuo was a good kid. Previously, she had more or less disliked her because she was a girl.

After experiencing the loss of her daughter and so many other events, Luo’s mother had truly let it go.

Watching Luo Xingran and Pei Junzhuo holding hands, stepping on the pebbles laid out in the garden, Luo Xingxing felt a bit unhappy.

Every time Pei Junzhuo came, Luo Xingran changed from being “her sister” into a different person. She always felt as though she couldn’t insert herself into their conversation.

This feeling was bad—it was truly far too unpleasant.

“I’m going to go pluck a few flowers. Do you want to come with me?” Luo Xingran looked at the flowers hanging from the branches in the garden and felt the urge to keep them in her bedroom.

Before the word “okay” could be uttered, Pei Junzhuo spotted Luo Xingxing hiding not far away.

“You go ahead. I want to sit here for a moment first. I’ll come over in a bit, okay?”

It was rare for Pei Junzhuo to refuse her, but Luo Xingran nodded after hearing this.

Only after Luo Xingran’s skirt, embroidered with petals, disappeared around the corner did Pei Junzhuo walk toward the corner where Luo Xingxing was.

“I’m taking pictures of the flowers; I wasn’t eavesdropping on you two.” In reality, Luo Xingxing wanted to learn how Luo Xingran and Pei Junzhuo interacted.

As long as she learned, wouldn’t her sister be able to spend more time with her?

Seeing Luo Xingxing holding the Polaroid in her hand, looking all defensive and fierce, Pei Junzhuo only found it somewhat amusing.

Previously, she had indeed been uneasy. She was too terrified of Luo Xingran receiving any more harm.

To be more precise, this fear had existed ever since Luo Xingran returned to this world and had never dissipated.

Until Luo Xingxing came to the Luo family, Pei Junzhuo had even seriously considered whether it would be better if Luo Xingxing suddenly disappeared.

When she actually started writing things down on paper, Pei Junzhuo only felt she had gone mad.

She loved Luo Xingran, but that didn’t mean she could indulge her own fear to the point of doing such a horrific thing.

Luo Xingran would be terrified by such a version of herself.

Thus, Pei Junzhuo wanted to have a chat with Luo Xingxing.

“She is your sister, and I will never take her away. You don’t need to worry about that.” Pei Junzhuo shook her head and then ruthlessly exposed Luo Xingxing.

“The lens cap isn’t even open. Is this Polaroid of yours taking photos of ‘vibrant black’?”

How biting. The words coming from Pei Junzhuo once she was away from Luo Xingran were practically professional-grade snark.

Even a giant panda would have to cover its mouth to keep from dropping its bamboo.

“None of your business! When I see something beautiful that I want to photograph, of course I’ll open the lens.” Luo Xingxing hadn’t expected to make such a low-level mistake.

Her face turned bright red; she felt she had completely humiliated herself.

“She will always be your sister, and she will always be the daughter of the Luo family. But before any of those, Luo Xingran should be herself.”

Pei Junzhuo didn’t argue with Luo Xingxing; her tone was one of calm restraint.

“A person will have many identities: family member, friend, lover. But before all these identities, she is herself.”

After Pei Junzhuo finished speaking, Luo Xingxing still only half-understood.

“What kind of person do you think your sister is?” When Pei Junzhuo said this, her voice was filled with love.

Between her brows and in the corners of her eyes, there was an intense affection that even Luo Xingxing couldn’t ignore.

“Gentle, kind, beautiful.” Luo Xingxing thought for a long time before offering these three adjectives.

“You’re not wrong, but while she is gentle, she has even more resilience; while she is kind, she has even more principles; and beauty can only be considered the smallest part of the wonderful things about her.”

Luo Xingxing felt that the Pei Junzhuo saying these things was simply ridiculous. The intense love in her eyes made her feel uncomfortable.

“She has very strong principles. In this world, she hates the phrase ‘it’s for your own good’ the most.”

“She once told me that the phrase ‘for your own good’ is filled with a sense of superiority and charity. It’s like saying, ‘I know you won’t live this life well, so I will live it for you.'”

“But the path of life has always been something one must walk alone. Whatever is chosen, whether it be sour, sweet, bitter, or spicy, one should taste it for themselves.”

Hearing the Luo Xingran that Pei Junzhuo described, Luo Xingxing only felt a sense of strangeness.

She had never seen such a Luo Xingran, just as she had never truly seen the Luo Xingran in the other world who wrote a ten-thousand-word review just to fight for a piece of justice that belonged to her.

“But what if it’s a better path?” Luo Xingxing frowned, then seemed to find a reason.

She shouted at Pei Junzhuo: “If she can suffer less injury and get more fruit, why wouldn’t you let her take that path?”

“If you like her, shouldn’t you be even more inclined to let her take that kind of path?”

“Smooth sailing, warm, bright, without any darkness.” Luo Xingxing felt she had found the correct path, her voice getting louder as she spoke.

At this moment, she truly was just a child.

“More than all of that, she would rather I respect her choices and stand firmly by her side.”

Seeing Luo Xingxing like this, Pei Junzhuo’s eyes held no contempt, no impatience, and no coldness.

She was simply calm—calm from the inside out.

“I want to accompany her through this life, not live it for her. I can be the hand she holds while she walks, but I will not be the shoes she wears on her feet.”

“If you don’t believe me, why don’t you ask her yourself?”

Pei Junzhuo’s words directly threw Luo Xingxing’s original plan into disarray.

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