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When Li Yingxue heard these words, she immediately sensed the gravity of the situation, though she wasn't entirely sure what it entailed. Nonetheless, she promised her friend that she would keep it to herself, as she was now the only listener. As the sole confidant, it was her duty to listen and keep secrets; having heard something so personal, she knew she must guard it fiercely and not let a single word slip to anyone else.
She assured her friend with unwavering confidence, "You can rest easy. Don't you know what kind of person I am? After all these years of knowing each other, you should be well aware that I am someone who keeps my mouth tightly shut. Whatever comes to me is like arriving at a final destination. Unless I have your permission, there’s no way I would casually share this with anyone else. Besides, you've already wished me well, so I promise I won't tell a soul. You can trust me completely; there will be no trouble on that front. Since you've chosen to confide in me, how could I possibly betray your trust? If I can't even keep this secret for you, then I would consider myself a failure."
Ying Tao nodded in satisfaction but still wore a troubled expression. After taking a sip of water to steady her emotions, she slowly began to speak. "Actually, there's something very serious that I need to share with you. You might not believe it, but my seemingly happy family doesn't truly belong to me; I am merely an outsider in this household. For a long time, I thought I was the most cherished member of this family, but one day I stumbled upon some evidence that revealed the truth: I am not actually part of this family at all. They brought me here from somewhere else. This means that at one point, I must have been without parents and utterly alone. They saw me as a pitiful child and decided to take me in because they thought I deserved a better life since I was a girl and they were in a good position to help.
However, when I was young, my memories were hazy about those events. Once I returned to this home, I gradually came to accept it as my own and believed it was where I truly belonged. But the reality is undeniable and cannot be hidden forever; there are things that can prove it, and by chance, I've seen some of those things.
They still don't know whether I'm aware of this truth or not; they continue to treat me with love and care just as they always have. But knowing that I'm not truly one of them makes me feel like an intruder in my own home. This realization has left me feeling incredibly unhappy lately, and I've been making excuses to avoid being at home because it's the only way I can find some comfort in my heart. If I were to stay here every day knowing I'm not really part of this family, I'd feel guilty and restless. Why should I remain here if I'm not truly one of them? It's hard for me to accept.
That's why I've been desperately searching for you; I'm relieved to have found you. Initially, I didn't want to share this with you, but since you're so eager to know, I'll tell you: do you now see me as a particularly pitiful person? All along, I've believed myself to be part of a happy family that now turns out not to be mine at all.
I've always taken pride in this family; everyone has treated me with such kindness—my parents and my brother have been exceptionally good to me. At times, I've felt like there was nothing left for me to regret. But now that I've learned the truth, I've come to realize how selfish I've been towards them. Even though I'm not their biological child, they've always shown me endless patience.
I used to demand they do things for me without considering their feelings or sacrifices. Looking back now, it's appalling; if I had a child like that, I'd probably want nothing to do with them! And yet here we are without any blood ties between us.
If I want to continue living in this household after learning my true identity, it won't be easy at all. Pretending nothing has changed will be incredibly difficult; however, I'll still strive hard to make it work because this arrangement has lasted for so many years. I don't want everything to fall apart just because I've uncovered a small piece of information.
Even if I'm not truly one of them, they've sacrificed so much for me and invested countless resources into raising me. After all these years growing up under their care, I've genuinely felt their love for me.
So no matter what happens, I'll work hard to integrate myself into this family. Yet despite my efforts, there seems to be an invisible barrier holding me back—like an unseen glass wall obstructing my path."
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