Death Flute
Luo Ting Ting Conceived

Ouwyang Ping and Sui She waited for Ting Ting in her room. They took turns to change the compress on Ting Ting Ting's forehead whose temperature suddenly rose after his hysterics earlier.

Before long, Ting Ting was awake from his sleep. He looked at the two women who were looking after him lovingly. His pair of eyes immediately spread to see the aunt and cousin who for 40 days had always been thought of with hatred. Hatred is wrong. He's so embarrassed.

Sui She smiled happily. “You're up, Ting Ting?” soft sap.

“Aibi...”.

Ting Ting got up sluggishly as his head was dizzy. Ouwyang Ping helped him until he sat down by leaning on the head of the bed.

“Aibi!” Ting Ting sobbed full of sorrow mixed with regret.

Sui She hugged the girl who was welding tightly. Her tears are breaking. He couldn't say a word. Only her hands were busily caressing Ting Ting's hair, affectionately.

Ouwyang Ping retreated and watched the two of them. He wiped away the tears in the corner of his eyes. The novelty spread in his heart. He was very sorry for Ting Ting.

Finally Ting Ting calmed down his cries.

“Ma.... I've been counting...” Ting Ting tried to say his regret that shook his heart. He had misjudged and hated Chien Wan. It has been mistaken.

“Don't apologize, My son. You are completely innocent,” say Sui She is sad.

Ting Ting sighed filled with sobbing before turning his head towards Ouwyang Ping. Regret again struck his heart when he remembered the rudeness of his attitude first. He did not want to receive entertainment from Ouwyang Ping, even always driving him away. In his heart, he needed that entertainment.

“Ping-er..

Ouwyang Ping approached and grabbed onto Ting Ting's cold hand.

Ting Ting bit his lip. “I. I'm very.. rough... and..”.

Ouwyang Ping's hand strengthened. “Don't say that. I understand your situation. No one blames you, Ting Ting.”

“I... i... conceive an illegitimate child...!” Ting Ting Ting's cry exploded again.

“Sssst!” Sui She hugged him again. “Don't say so.”

“I don't want this kid!” yelled Ting Ting poignantly.

“You want to abort it?” whispered Ouwyang Ping seriously. “You sure you can bear the consequences?”

Ting Ting was stunned. “A... consequently...?”

“Are you not going to feel guilty aborting your own child?” ask Ouwyang Ping.

Ting Ting was stunned, unable to answer. His brain was busy spinning to the point that his head felt like breaking. Ouwyang Ping was right. This kid is a criminal. But part of it is the seed. Did he throw away his own son?

“So what should I do?” tanya Ting was sad.

“Will you give birth to your child? After that.. we will see how it will be later,” suggested Ouwyang Ping carefully.

Ting Ting looked down. Bite his lips with a sad heart.

Sui She and Ouwyang Ping went along in silence.

For a while the three of them were silent with their thoughts. No one tried to talk before Ting himself decided to talk. They were unwilling to try to influence Ting Ting with any more words. This state of affairs was already too much to bear for a girl as young as Ting Ting.

Finally Ting Ting opened his mouth.

“I... I'll try to conceive this child!”

Ouwyang Ping and Sui She.

***

Fei Yu left Ting's room and went towards the back garden. He was followed by A Nan who did not say a word. She was very sad and suffered from Ting Ting's condition. A short while later, A Nan left him out of wanting to see just in case they all needed his help.

For a while he was stuck there. Standing in the darkness of night. He had no intention of returning to the inner space to join the others. He was not ready to meet them all. His feelings are still very chaotic, a mixture of sad, angry, and offended.

Fei Yu was furious.

After daydreaming for a while, he returned to the mother house and went near Ting Ting's room. That time has passed a long time. The night was getting late and everyone was asleep.

Just as he was passing by, Ting Ting's room door opened and Ouwyang Ping walked out while closing the door slowly.

Fei Yu stopped and waited until the girl turned around.

“Fei Yu?”

“What.... is he okay?” fei Yu asked as she nodded her head towards the door of Ting Ting's room.

Ouwyang Ping nodded. “Now he's sleeping again. My mom's waiting for him.”

“Oh.”

“You pay so much attention to Ting Ting,” Ouwyang Ping said.

“Mistaken?” ketus Fei Yu's.

“No. Of course not.” Ouwyang Ping shook his head. “But it's all wrong when you show it in front of Brother Chi. She's so jealous of you.”

“No need! Toh Ting Ting doesn't like me either,” Fei Yu said annoyedly.

“That's not true,” buzz Ouwyang Ping. He patted Fei Yu's hand as familiarly as he did to his brother. “Actually Ting Ting also likes you. He just never showed it.”

“Really?” Fei Yu's eyes started to shine.

Ouwyang Ping chuckled. “Entah.”

Fei Yu frowned again. He watched Ouwyang Ping's light footsteps leave him. He himself immediately left the place to go to the guest room that A Nan had prepared for him.

They did not realize that there was a pair of sharp eyes watching them. The owner of the pair of eyes was none other than Sen Khang.

Sen Khang came to check on his sister, as well as to have Ouwyang Ping talk to her. With all his heart he intends to apologize for all the accusations and rudeness of his attitude so far. But he canceled his intention when he saw the girl talking to Fei Yu.

He watched them talk. However as he watched it from a distance, he could not hear their conversation. He only saw Ouwyang Ping touch Fei Yu's arm very familiarly and gently and he immediately concluded by himself.

His heart was saddened to see Ouwyang Ping smiling so gently to Fei Yu. Because when he was with him first, rarely did Ouwyang Ping smile. Once smiling, it always seems sad and forced.

Grimly he realized, he might have already lost the chance to be with Ouwyang Ping after that event. It was not impossible that Ouwyang Ping was currently in a relationship with Fei Yu. Didn't they come together to carry out a charade to awaken him?

With a turbulent heart, Sen Khang headed for Ting Ting's room.

***

Ting Ting slept in his bed. Even in his sleep, tears welled up from the corner of his eye. His face was pale and thin, so waving. Sometimes he sounds stuffy.

Luo Sui She wiped her tears, then stroked Ting Ting's head. “Sleep quietly, Ting Ting. Aunty will take care of you,” she whispered lovingly.

The door opened and Sen Khang entered.

“Aibi,” say slow.

“Sen Khang,” Sui She. “Ting Ting had a bit of a fever, earlier Aunt had already given him some heat-lowering medicine. Hopefully tomorrow morning, the fever is down.”

“Aibi rest. Let me take care of Ting Ting.”

Sui She smiled and shook her head. “It's okay. Let Auntie be here too. You're a boy, even if he's your brother, he'll feel uncomfortable if he has to ask you for help.”

Sen Khang did not force. She sat on Ting Ting's dressing table chair. He wanted to say something, but it felt heavy.

Sui She did not say anything. He understood his nephew's feelings.

***