Chapter 356: Reconciliation

Chapter 356: Reconciliation
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Xiao He, you mustn’t do anything foolish. Sister can’t be without you, and this family can’t lose you. Do you understand?” Mei Shu urged anxiously, her eyes turning red with worry. She quickly instructed Butler Zhao to find the key to Mei He’s room.
Mei He’s symptoms had always inclined towards self-harm, and she was worried that Mei Yan’s words just now might trigger his suicidal thoughts again.
Before finding the key and unlocking the door, she could only try her best to make Mei He understand how much he was needed by his family.
Mei Feng, who rushed over, was also pale with fear. He tried to speak in a calm tone, “Mei He, listen to me. Open the door. Haven’t we agreed to live happily together? If we lose you in this family, neither Brothers nor Sister will be happy!”
“The key is here!” Butler Zhao ran breathlessly, finally finding the key.
Mei Shu didn’t dare to delay for a second. After unlocking the door, she tried to rush into the room.
But Mei He resisted, firmly pressing against the door, unwilling to let them in.
“Sis, no, please, Xiao He is fine. Sis is busy.”
“Xiao He, let your sister take a look, okay? As long as I make sure you’re okay, 1’11 leave,” Mei Shu coaxed as gently as possible.
Even though she had the strength, she dared not use it now. She was afraid of hurting Mei He, not just physically but more worried about damaging the trust he had finally built towards this family.
“Sister, Xiao He is fine. You can go,” Mei He’s voice had a hint of sobbing, and he still refused to open the door.
Mei Shu forced herself to stay calm, carefully recalling everything that had happened just now. Suddenly, she understood something and whispered, “Xiao He, are you afraid of affecting your brother and sister’s discussion?”
Mei He’s action against the door froze, and his sobbing became louder. “Sis, don’t mind me…”
Was there anything Mei Shu didn’t understand now?
She smiled bitterly and said, “Xiao He, for your sister, there is nothing more important in this world than you. Sister won’t let anything happen to you. Do you believe that your sister truly loves you?”
Mei He stared in surprise, his teary eyes meeting Mei Shu’s determined gaze through the crack in the door.
Once again, Mei Shu said, word byword, “Xiao He’s well-being is the most significant concern for sister now. Xiao He, Sister cannot lose you. Please open the door, okay?”
Under Mei Shu’s earnest pleading, Mei He finally lost the strength to resist.
As soon as his arm relaxed, Mei Shu successfully pushed open the door.
She walked over and embraced Mei He, saying, “I’m sorry, Xiao He. Sister should have taken better care of your emotions. Now, let sister see the wound on your finger, okay?”
She gently released Mei He, bent down, and carefully cradled his injured finger.
At first, Mei He struggled a bit, wanting to hide his hand behind him. But Mei Shu’s gaze was too focused, making him forget his movements for a moment. He stood there dumbly, his mind blank, even the thought of attempting suicide disappearing without a trace.
Mei He’s finger had coincidentally hit the corner of the table. It was now a large patch of blue and purple, with even some swelling at the joints.
His body had always been malnourished, exceptionally frail, without any extra flesh covering his bones. Any injury would heal very slowly, and now, with his finger in such a state, it was hard to imagine how painful it must be.
Mei Shu felt heartbroken.
Butler Zhao quickly brought some medicinal wine to apply on Mei He’s wound.
However, Mei Shu directly took the medicinal wine, applying it herself.
Mei Yan, realizing his mistake, was pushed into the room by Mei Jing, reluctant to apologize to Mei He.
But when he saw the bruised mark on Mei He’s finger, he was instantly stunned.
The ignored details suddenly became particularly clear in his mind.
He clearly remembered that Mei He seemed to want to comfort him with this hand at the time but was pushed away by him without any consideration.
So, it was himself who caused him such a severe injury. It was his angry scolding that led to Mei He’s self-reproach and embarrassment, triggering the desire to escape again?
Mei Yan raised his hand and slapped himself.
Mei He’s pupils contracted, and he hurriedly reached out to stop Mei Yan, “No, don’t hurt yourself.”
“Brother, I’m sorry.” Mei Yan lowered his head, tears of self-blame falling from his eyes.
Mei He subconsciously reached out to wipe away his tears, but halfway through, he remembered Mei Yan brushing him away earlier. Fearful that his brother might dislike his touch, he stopped midway, hesitating whether his brother would hate his touch.
Mei Yan, who had been waiting for a while with his head down, suddenly realized Mei He’s actions. He grabbed Mei He’s hand and placed it on his head, obediently saying, “Bro, Yanyan knows he was wrong. Yanyan will never shout at you again. Don’t dislike Yanyan, okay?”
The little child’s voice still had a bit of childishness.
Mei He was stunned for a moment, then smiled, “Brother doesn’t dislike Yanyan.. Yanyan is my little brother, and Big Brother will always take care of Yanyan!”