Fu Yanci felt that he was just telling Ali what he knew, like an outsider, so that she would know how he found out that Sang Qing had appeared in the capital.
But the girl must have been imagining things, because she cried until her eyes and nose were all red.
Breakfast is completely out of the question.
He got up and sat down next to her, wiping away her tears. "What's wrong? She's fine, and I'm fine too, so why are you crying like this?"
Ye Li sobbed as she said, "I feel sorry for you, and I feel sorry for her too..."
They say the most painful thing in the world is that I love you, but you don't know that I love you.
Love can change.
But family ties don't.
Just thinking about the scenarios Fu Yanci had just described made Ye Li feel unbearable.
"When my father passed away and my mother was hospitalized and didn't remember me for those few days, I felt like the sky had fallen..."
Nestled in Fu Yanci's arms, Ye Li whispered, "Every day I feel like I'm in a dream. In my dream, there are towering buildings and people coming and going, but no one knows me, and I don't know those people either. It's as if the whole world has abandoned me."
Even if Ye Li only takes a nap on the bench outside the ward, she will dream of that scene.
Fortunately, a few days later, Li Xueqing remembered her.
“Fu Yanci…”
Fighting back her tears, Ye Li looked up at Fu Yanci and asked, "When did you find out that she was San?"
"When I was at Harvard."
Fu Yanci said, putting his arm around Ye Li.
Before the Sang family fell into decline, Sang Qing was studying in France.
If the Sang family hadn't met with this misfortune, she would probably have completed her studies smoothly, perhaps stayed in France, gotten married, had children, and lived her own happy life.
But life is cruel.
Her family went bankrupt, and her parents passed away one after another. At that time, Sang Qing had only been abroad for a year.
After that, the Sang family entrusted their daughter to Fu Zhengyan.
Sang's father and Fu Zhengyan were comrades-in-arms when they were young. Over the decades, they only occasionally talked about the past on the phone.
Or perhaps when Mr. Sang brings his wife and daughter to the capital for a visit, the two families can have a meal together.
They couldn't be said to have a deep relationship.
When the Sang family ran into trouble, the Fu family was thriving in the capital and had become a top-tier wealthy family.
Perhaps he felt that the Fu family was powerful and could protect his only daughter.
Perhaps he felt that Fu Zhengyan was someone he could entrust with his duties.
In short, after Sang's parents passed away, Sang Qing was entrusted to Fu Zhengyan.
At that time, Fu Zhengyan had been widowed for many years.
No one knows when the feelings were born, only that rumors were rampant in the capital.
At the height of the rumors, the Fu family sent out invitations, and Fu Zhengyan married Sang Qing.
Seven months after their marriage, Sang Qing gave birth to Fu Yanci.
Rumors resurfaced in the capital, claiming that Sang Qing, at a young age, seduced Fu Zhengyan while living in the Fu family, became pregnant out of wedlock, and was forced into marriage.
However, Ye Li later learned from Madam Fu that Fu Zhengyan's health was failing in his later years, and Sang Qing was busy taking care of him, which led to the premature birth of Fu Yanci.
He had just come of age when both his parents died.
She had finally been able to be with her lover, but then she lost her husband.
Then, for the sake of his son's safety and future, he had no choice but to leave for a distant place.
Anyone else would probably be crushed by such a tragic fate and give up on the rest of their life.
But instead of worrying about her son, Sang Qing worked hard to realize her dream and became a top international painter named San.
How inspiring!
“During my first year at Harvard, San had an art exhibition at the Boston Museum of Fine Arts.”
Recalling that time, Fu Yanci chuckled, “Art exhibitions and other events in the arts and culture world are mostly held in places like New York, Los Angeles, or Washington. Putting aside fame, the transportation convenience alone makes them more suitable than Boston.”
But San's art exhibition just happened to be held in Boston.
That was Fu Yanci's first year at Harvard. He was introverted and didn't like going out.
It was Lu Xizhou, who lived next door, who pulled him out.
At that time, the girl Lu Xizhou was pursuing was an art student. He thought he would first go to San's art exhibition to check it out and get acquainted with the place, so that he could show off when he took the girl to visit later.
Knowing that Fu Yanci was erudite, Lu Xizhou took Fu Yanci to the art museum, where they happened to see San's art exhibition.
As Fu Yanci turned back to leave, he saw a glimpse of a silk scarf peeking out from behind the easel.
By then, Fu Yanci already had her own people and easily obtained photos of the art exhibition organizers and San herself.
Then, I saw Sang Qing wearing that silk scarf in the photo.
Comparing the few remaining old photos in the Fu family's old house, Sang Qing hasn't changed much; she's still gentle and beautiful.
As San, Sang Qing possesses an added sense of calm and composure that comes with the passage of time.
She is like a snow lotus flower growing on the summit of a snow-capped mountain.
No matter the rain or wind, she can still live a wonderful life that is uniquely her own.
It remains fresh and relevant over time.
This makes it even more precious.
"Harvard has various study abroad programs during winter and summer breaks."
Fu Yanci held Ye Li's hand, "And the place I'm going to happens to have San's art exhibition."
At that time, Sang Qing was unaware that Fu Yanci had already discovered her existence.
When they were little, he was in the capital, and she could sneak off to see him there.
When he grew up and became unpredictable, she could only use her own methods to attract him, hoping to catch a glimpse of him through those means.
"Actually, Harvard's art department invited her to be an honorary lecturer."
By accepting the invitation, she could openly appear on the Harvard campus, and then, discreetly, appear in some far-off corner to see him.
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