CHAPTER 454: CHAPTER 278 SILENT LOVE AND HATRED PART 1 OF 2

He didn’t mean to hurt Tian Xin.

It’s just that, on the island, he couldn’t control himself. The moment he learned of Qin Shan’s news, he frantically searched for Qin Shan’s whereabouts on the island. By chance, he encountered Tian Xin and Tang Baijin; he thought they knew but were unwilling to tell her.

At this moment, he learned that Tian Xin was his biological sister. Perhaps, he had long forgotten the memories of his childhood, yet the natural bond of blood still prevented him from losing the last bit of his conscience.

"How is she doing on the island?" asked Song Xuyao.

Yang Junyi cried out in agony, "She was by Tang Baijin... she was by him..."

When Yang Junyi got to this point, he couldn’t continue any further, covering his face in intense pain.

Song Xuyao stared blankly at Yang Junyi. Although his desire for revenge was like a raging fire, his keen senses had not diminished at all.

"Song Xuyao, you know the pain of losing a beloved woman. Why would you let Tian Xin suffer such pain?" Yang Junyi’s eyes shone with hatred, "It doesn’t matter who you are today, I will beat you to death to avenge Tian Xin!"

With those words, Yang Junyi began to punch and kick Song Xuyao.

His fists rained down on Song Xuyao; at first, he didn’t fight back, but when he heard the sound of police sirens not far away, he quickly came to his senses, realizing he was still a fugitive. He immediately retaliated against Yang Junyi and then jumped out the window to escape.

Yang Junyi’s fist hit the wall, slamming it fiercely, and instantly his knuckles were stained with fresh blood.

Gu Qingchen walked over, patted his shoulder, and said, "Junyi, I know it hurts to think about what Tian Xin has suffered, but I don’t want you to follow in Song Xuyao’s footsteps. Besides, you need to understand that Tian Xin is not Song Chenxi. She is staying strong and living positively; you are not Song Xuyao, you are a doctor, and you should learn to manage your emotions."

Yang Junyi looked at Gu Qingchen somewhat bewildered, his rationality as confused as he was!

"I know it’s difficult, but, Junyi, you have me!" Gu Qingchen said solemnly, "Tian Xin is not Chenxi; she has Bei Ran by her side. We are all good friends and will continue on this journey together!"

Gradually regaining his composure, Yang Junyi nodded, "Thank you!"

"Let’s go!" Gu Qingchen said, "To the hospital. I will dress your hand wounds. It’s been a while since I’ve handled medical solutions, but treating your injuries is still easy."

"Aunt Tian is still in my car," said Yang Junyi, "I need to get there quickly."

Gu Qingchen looked over, "There’s a drugstore nearby, let’s bandage it up simply first, and you can get proper treatment at the hospital later tonight."

"Fine!" Yang Junyi nodded.

The two went to the drugstore, bought disinfectant and gauze, and after Gu Qingchen dressed his wounds, they went to where Yang Junyi’s car was parked.

"You can’t drive with your hand like that, let Aunt Tian come with us in my car," Gu Qingchen offered, bringing his car over.

When they went to pick up Aunt Tian at the roadside, she immediately noticed Yang Junyi’s injured hand, "Junyi, what happened? Did you fight with him? How’s your hand now? And this is..."

Yang Junyi said, "This is the father of Big Fish and Little Fish — Gu Qingchen! Aunt, don’t worry about me; I am a doctor, after all. Come on, let’s get in the car and head back."

"Okay!" Aunt Tian nodded.

When Gu Qingchen brought Yang Junyi and Aunt Tian back to the Tian Family home, they happened to see Bei Ran and Tian Xin there too, so they all sat down together in the house.

Seeing the gauze wrapped around Yang Junyi’s hand, Tian Xin approached him, "Junyi, how did you get injured?"

In her impression, Yang Junyi wasn’t someone who would get into fights!

"Xinxin, it’s all my fault! I came across a homeless man in an old building, and it reminded me of your brother. That made me very sad, and I happened to run into Junyi. Junyi went to look for him, and that’s how he got injured," Aunt Tian explained.

Tian Xin looked at him intently: "It must hurt a lot!"

She gently blew on his wound, and in that moment, Yang Junyi felt all his pain transform into a silent sentiment.

"Your hands are a doctor’s hands, you should cherish them; many people are waiting for you to save their lives!" said Tian Xin softly, "Don’t be so reckless in the future!"

Yang Junyi nodded. He took his other uninjured hand and pulled her to sit beside him, "Don’t worry, I’m fine. I was just furious, and then we fought."

"Hmm..." Tian Xin looked at him, "Was that man my brother?"

As soon as she said this, Yang Junyi’s throat became so dry he couldn’t speak. He stared at Tian Xin — the Tian Family was all searching for their missing son. But how could he say that Song Xuyao was actually the missing son of the Tian Family!

"Here... have some tea!" Tian’s mother brought over tea, somewhat alleviating the tense atmosphere in the room.

Bei Ran sat next to Gu Qingchen, noticing a little dirt on the cuff of his sleeve, which meant that Gu Qingchen had also been to that old building.

She looked towards Gu Qingchen, seeking confirmation — both she and he knew there was a strong possibility that Song Xuyao was the missing son of the Tian Family.

Gu Qingchen reached out with his large hand, took her small hand in his, and gently, then firmly squeezed it.

The tacit understanding they once shared as a married couple, their silent communication, made Bei Ran feel a sinking sensation in her heart.

Guessing was one thing, but having it confirmed was quite another.

Guessing had doubts.

Confirming had evidence.

Now that Tian Xin’s brother was indeed Song Xuyao, how could she interact with this brother she had been separated from for over twenty years?

Moreover, this brother, in his quest for revenge, had pushed her towards the abyss of no return!

Bei Ran looked at Yang Junyi and Tian Xin. Yang Junyi didn’t want to speak; he surely didn’t want Tian Xinxue to suffer any additional heartache.

Some people, you cannot hate, nor can you love.

This is the bond passed down through bloodlines.

This is the kinship thicker than water.