As one wishes

No one knows a son better than his father. Qi Wuchen has never cared about people and things that have nothing to do with him. Now that he mentioned the Shen family to him without any warning, it definitely was not because he wanted to ask about Shen Qie.

If it wasn't Chen Qie, then it must be Cheng Huan, who was related to Ling Jianghan by blood.

Qi Wuchen lazily said, "Hmm," and said, "She came to see Ling Jianghan tonight and said she wanted to take him back to the Shen family."

"How could that be?" Qi Zhinian smiled. "The Shen family didn't even know Cheng Huan was married. Isn't it asking for trouble if Cheng Huan brings him to the Shen family?"

When Qi Wuchen heard this, his expression immediately changed and his voice became cold: "What do you mean?"

If he doesn't take the person to the Shen family, then where does Cheng Huan want to take the person tonight?

Qi Zhinian gradually realized that the situation was not simple after hearing his question. Based on his years of intuition, he made a guess: "Ling Jianghan's existence is a bomb for Cheng Huan. The further he goes, the better it is for Cheng Huan. It is very likely that Chen Qie recently discovered something, which is why Cheng Huan suddenly did this."

Qi Wuchen couldn't help but feel surprised when he heard this: "You have known Chen Qie for so many years, and you never told him that Cheng Huan has a son?"

"This is not within my job scope." Qi Zhinian answered without hesitation.

Qi Wuchen was amused by his ruthlessness and asked bluntly, "So, are you going to take care of this matter or not?"

"Please come back for dinner when you have time." Qi Zhinian took a cigarette out of the cigarette box and put it in his mouth.

Qi Wuchen pressed on, "You'll take care of it after dinner?"

"You'll take care of it when you come back." Qi Zhinian answered with a double meaning.

Qi Wuchen didn't respond immediately. He asked with a playful smile, "What if I bring him back?"

Qi Zhinian took advantage of the moment he spoke to light a cigarette, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and gave him a surprising but satisfying answer: "Then ask your Aunt Yun to add an extra set of bowls and chopsticks."

"Oh," Qi Wuchen clicked on Yun Ren's profile picture and replied to Qi Zhinian on the other side while typing: "Then let's come the night before the Dragon Boat Festival."

"Okay," Qi Zhinian agreed immediately, flicking off some cigarette ash with his fingers. "After the holidays, I won't bother you with exam preparations anymore. I'll wait until you're done..."

Before Qi Wuchen could finish his words, Yun Ren's voice suddenly rang out from the other end of the line: "Qi Zhinian! Put out that cigarette quickly!"

He didn't listen to the movement on the other end of the phone. He hung up the phone contentedly and returned to the living room.

When Ling Jianghan saw him come in, he reached out and handed him something.

It is a ball of thin rope woven with black and white threads, and it looks more suitable as a necklace.

Qi Wuchen took the item, carefully examined the pendant on it, and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"It was given to me by Aunt Cheng," Ling Jianghan said. "She sent me a message this afternoon, saying that there was a gift on the coffee table that she had prepared for us some time ago, and asked us not to forget to pick it up when we get back."

"Isn't this too expensive?" Qi Wuchen stared at the small silver-white Epiphyllum pendant hesitantly. "Why did Aunt Cheng suddenly give us this?"

"They say it can bless you to pass the college entrance exam." Ling Jianghan obviously didn't understand, but he knew Cheng Yan was not the type to casually prepare gifts. These two things must have taken a lot of thought from her, so he could only say, "After all, it's out of her good intentions. Accept it for now."

"What do you look like?" Qi Wuchen asked curiously.

Ling Jiang Han spread out the palm of his other hand, on which lay a ball of gold and red interwoven ropes. The style was the same as his, but it was woven with red and gold threads.

If you look closely, you will find that the pendant on the rope is a silver-white feather.

Qi Wuchen suddenly thought of something, and his heart skipped a beat without a sound.

He raised his eyes to look at Ling Jianghan, and the other's seemingly calm eyes further confirmed his inner guess.

…

After the two of them finished their papers and lay on the bed for a while, the person in Qi Wuchen's arms fell asleep first, but he himself was not sleepy at all.

He held the person in his arms, wanting to turn over but not letting go. After torturing himself and struggling in his heart for several times, his right hand, which was covering Ling Jianghan's waist, finally slipped away quietly because of the vibration sound coming from the bedside table.

He unlocked his phone and turned the brightness down to the lowest setting, and the message Cheng Yan had just sent caught his eye.

[I don’t know if you are asleep, but I am still sorry to disturb you so late. I really have something to tell you.

Regardless of whether you think it is appropriate or not, Aunt Cheng hopes that you can accept this gift, because their birth is indeed not easy.

I often travel and have been to many places, but the places I go to most are those famous temples, just to pray for your peace, happiness and all the best.

Don’t underestimate the “all the best” you often said to adults when you were young. When you grow up, you will understand that this word is actually very difficult to put into practice in real life, so Aunt Cheng really hopes that all the best will come to you in the future.

Please forgive me for asking someone to look at your horoscopes without your permission, but Aunt Cheng promises that this will only happen once and will never happen again.

The gentleman said that Jiang Han had been unfortunate in his life, lacking the love of his parents and the constant companionship of a close friend, but fortunately, he had now reunited with his old friend, with whom he could overcome all difficulties. I said that Jiang Han had also experienced hardship, and asked how I could make his future even better. The gentleman asked if I had lost two loved ones who had done so much good but died suddenly. I said yes, and he suggested that all the blessings they had not enjoyed in this life should be bestowed upon Jiang Han, so that he could live a long and healthy life without illness and pain. This way, all his life's merits would be credited to his two loved ones, thus ensuring their happiness and well-being in the afterlife.

So I followed the gentleman's instructions, weaving the string myself and then custom-making the small silver feather. I carried it from temple to temple, finally arriving at the local temple, where the gift was finally complete. Of course, your gift came about the same way, though it wasn't quite as elaborate. The gentleman explained that you'd been blessed since childhood, with everything you needed, but lacked a mother's companionship and a father's understanding. He explained that someone had prayed for you before me, and if I wanted to add to that, I could simply make a small gift for you according to his instructions. There was no need for something elaborate and complex, lest it backfire and diminish your original blessing. He explained that the person who had prayed for you was as beautiful and fleeting as an ephemeral flower. So, I custom-made the small ephemeral flower pendant, dipped it in a drop of Nanjiang water, and finally brought it back to the table, along with the feather necklace.

I also have selfish motives for doing this. My daughter and I never had a happy ending, so I placed all my hopes on you, fulfilling a part of my own wish. I don't want Jiang Han to know what I've done for you, because he knows he might be sad again in the future, so I have to trouble you to keep it a secret for me for now.

…

After reading this message, Qi Wuchen stared at the screen in a daze for a long time before turning off the phone.

He moved lightly towards Ling Jianghan, rubbed his chin lightly against the side of his neck, then closed his eyes and began to think.

This was the first time Cheng Yan sent him a message since they added each other as friends.

She said that Jiang Han was lucky to meet an old friend again, but Jiang Han was not the only one who was lucky.

His mother's life was indeed like an epiphyllum.

Nanjiang... There is only one river in Beicheng. Will this drop of Nanjiang water have the honor to see the ring thrown away by Sheng Ruoxin?

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