Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 461 - 462: I Really Can’t Figure It Out

Chapter 461: Chapter 462: I Really Can’t Figure It Out

The next morning, Xiao Yingying was still lazing in bed and hadn’t gotten up. She didn’t have anything to do that day, so she could get up whenever she wanted and no one would bother her.

Song Xiaodong and Song Xiaoru still got up early, with Song Xiaodong even rising earlier than usual.

"Sis, good morning!" Song Xiaodong greeted her with a kiss when he saw Song Xiaoru come downstairs.

"Stop it, it wouldn’t be good if Yingying saw," Song Xiaoru pushed Song Xiaodong away, scolding, "Besides, it’s not appropriate for us to... do this."

Song Xiaodong frowned and said, "Sis, didn’t we agree on this yesterday? We are still siblings, aren’t you my sister anymore?"

Song Xiaoru said, "Of course not, but after talking about it, it feels strange to continue like this. Moreover, if Qingqing and Yingying see us, they might get the wrong idea, which would be even worse."

"Sis, what’s the big deal? Look, if you think like that, then we just won’t tell them. Nobody needs to know our true relationship; we are siblings, which will naturally keep others from getting any wrong ideas."

Song Xiaoru paused and then said, "Isn’t that just deceiving ourselves?"

"It’s not deceiving ourselves, nor is it ignoring the obvious. We genuinely have these feelings for each other. Must we consider so much? Shouldn’t our sibling relationship be without barriers for it to be good? If that’s the case, then I’d rather not know anything, and not seek my origin. I just need you as my sister."

Song Xiaoru’s voice turned tearful as she wrapped her arms around Song Xiaodong, whispering, "Dongzi, perhaps I’ve been overthinking it."

Holding Song Xiaoru, Song Xiaodong gently patted her back, saying, "Right, there’s no need to overthink it. You are my sister, and I am your brother. That’s a fact that can’t be changed, something pure."

"Yes, we’re just pure siblings," Song Xiaoru looked up, her face showing a smile, and then she also gave Song Xiaodong a gentle kiss on his face.

The two of them smiled at each other and returned to their previous way of interacting—warm and sweet.

After breakfast, Song Xiaodong went out first. Song Xiaoru didn’t ask what he was going to do. Now that Song Xiaodong was so capable in many aspects, he had become an outstanding man, and Song Xiaoru no longer worried that he would get into trouble.

Song Xiaodong arrived at the hotel and met Feng Kexin, who looked somewhat pale with redness still in her eyes. Song Xiaodong felt a bit guilty and asked, "Didn’t you sleep well last night?"

"Yeah, I thought about a lot of things, but I didn’t come up with anything useful, it was just chaotic thoughts."

"Are you afraid?" he asked again.

"Actually, no, this matter is too important for me. No matter how dangerous, I must face it. Plus, even if I wanted to escape, it’s not something I can evade forever. I have to confront it. Maybe I carry a deep-seated vengeance and need to seek justice for my family."

Song Xiaodong rubbed his nose and said, "In today’s society, is there still talk of revenge? By seeking revenge, we’d be breaking the law."

Feng Kexin responded, "But the opponent is clearly not an ordinary person, I’ve even had assassins come after me. That’s not simple hatred—a hatred like that must involve life and death. Even if I want to live, I have to deal with them, right?"

Song Xiaodong looked at Feng Kexin with some surprise, amazed by the great wisdom of this girl in her early twenties, and nodded, "Since you’ve figured that out, I won’t say more. Today, my people will arrive, and soon someone will be here to protect you closely."

Feng Kexin quickly said, "Close protection? You’re not getting a man, are you? That won’t do. I don’t want it to be like in the novels where a male bodyguard follows me and then all sorts of messy things happen. Just thinking about it makes me uncomfortable."

"Don’t worry, it’s a woman."

"Well, that’s a relief..." Feng Kexin sighed.

Song Xiaodong said, "Today, you go to school and then tonight, I’ll take you to meet them."

"Alright," Feng Kexin nodded.

Song Xiaodong added, "Wait a second, the redness in your eyes is quite severe. Let me take care of it for you."

"Take care of it, how so?" asked Feng Kexin with curiosity.

"Just lie down and it will be fine in a moment."

Feng Kexin, who trusted Song Xiaodong completely, lay down on the bed. Song Xiaodong took a silk towel, placed it over her eyes, and gently massaged Feng Kexin’s eye sockets and eyelids.

"Brother, you know how to massage?" Feng Kexin inquired.

"Yeah, I know medical skills; such a minor issue is easily resolved."

"You’re amazing, bro. Not only can you fight, but you also know medical skills. And yes, you seem quite wealthy and well-connected. I’m starting to wonder if you’ve been specially trained."

"That... now that you mention it, I can’t really say for sure. It’s not out of the question."

Song Xiaodong had always believed that it was through his own efforts that he had achieved his current status. But now, it seemed he had had some smooth sailing. In the military, he had easily been accepted into a special unit and then had acquired special medical skills and Kung Fu within that unit.

If all that was due to his own efforts and opportunities, that would be one thing; but if someone had arranged it all, especially knowing he had such abilities, that too made sense.

Feng Kexin said, "Then why wasn’t I arranged like that? From a young age, I just went to school normally until now, with nothing special about my life."

"Well... I’m not sure. Maybe the opportunities were simply mine and not arranged by anyone. It could also be that your time to be arranged hasn’t come yet; after all, I didn’t become a soldier until after high school... Wait a minute, Kexin, I just thought of something."

"What is it?" she asked.

"You told me before that you were adopted by your foster parents when you were very little and didn’t remember anything. That means you were sent there not long after you were born. I am five years older than you, and I was also adopted soon after I was born. There’s nearly a five-year gap between us being sent away."

Feng Kexin quickly responded, "Oh right, if it was a major incident, it couldn’t have had a five-year buffer period."

"Exactly, if I were sent away and then five years later, you were sent away, that kind of planning suggests they had plenty of time to prepare, doesn’t it?"

Feng Kexin’s mouth twitched slightly, saying, "Then it’s even stranger than we thought, it seems more complicated than imagined."