Pampered by My Ex's Cousin-Chapter 279 - 273 Co-sleeping (Seventeen)

The mother quickly reached out and forcibly peeled her father’s hands apart, then grabbed his other hand, bent down in front of him, and comforted him with a smile, "She is going to school now, and she’ll come back when she is on vacation."

"Oh," the father nodded, as if suddenly understanding, "then Jiajia, you should hurry to school. Skipping classes is not good, off you go to school."

Watching her father, who was utterly unaware of the situation, tears welled up in Ji Anning’s eyes. She bit her lip and after a long while, reluctantly said to her mother, "Mom, I should go back now. Take good care of dad and yourself. I’ll come back to see you and dad when I’m on vacation."

As the moment of departure arrived, the mother’s eyes also reddened. She stifled a sob and nodded, "Don’t worry, your dad and I are just fine."

"Jiajia, study hard," the father said as he reached out and patted the back of Ji Anning’s hand encouragingly.

Ji Anning nodded, "I know, Dad."

Reunions after a long separation are naturally hard to part from.

After Ji Anning got into the car, she couldn’t help but secretly shed tears as she watched her parents who had come to see her off.

She hadn’t brought any luggage when she arrived and had nothing to take with her when she left. The clothes she bought after arriving, she didn’t want to bring into the Ji Family home, so she left directly from the hospital.

"Miss Anning, the chairman says you can come back when you are on vacation," the driver suddenly turned to look at Ji Anning and comforted her, noticing her tear-stained face, and handed her a piece of paper.

Grandpa said to come back during summer vacation? After hearing the driver’s words, Ji Anning was momentarily stunned, then she took the tissue and thanked him, "Thank you."

The car slowly drove out of the sanatorium’s parking lot, and Ji Anning watched as the towering gate of the sanatorium grew more distant, recalling in her mind the time she had spent with her parents these past few days.

Her heart grew even more reluctant to leave.

When... when would she no longer need to experience such partings...

’Mom, I want my mom.’

’Take me to mom, I miss my mom.’

’Mom...’

Faded memories, little by little, came back—those days and nights of constant anxiety from her childhood suddenly fresh in her mind.

Ji Anning covered her mouth and wept again.

She held her breath for a long time before she could suppress her sobs, took out her phone, opened WeChat, and while tears dripped onto the screen, her hands trembling, she sent a message to Ji Chicheng, "Uncle, no matter what happens, can you never abandon me, please?"

She never wanted to taste the feeling of being discarded again, nor did she want to experience the agony of separation anymore.

...

After over five hours on the road, it was already dark by the time she got home. The car slowly drove into the yard, with the lights of the luxurious villa bright.

Ji Anning’s mood became complicated as her gaze moved to Ji Chicheng’s room, where the moonlight spilled onto the empty balcony. She pouted, muttering to herself, When will you come back?

The car stopped at the steps leading to the door, and the inertia of the braking pulled Ji Anning’s thoughts back.

She quickly diverted her gaze, pushed the car door open, and got out.

As her feet touched the steps, she heard the sound of the TV from inside. Someone was watching TV in the living room—but who?

Grandpa or the mother and daughters?

As Ji Anning speculated, she walked through the door and stood at the entryway. She peeked her head out and glanced into the living room; it was Lin Yanqin and her daughters watching TV there.