"mom!"
When Fu Yanci called out, Sang Qing's eyes were already brimming with tears.
Fu Yanci shook his head. "I understand! I've never blamed you!"
The handsome young man's features were a reflection of his lover in her youth.
Even though she hadn't fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother for the past twenty years, he said he understood.
Those many tormented nights before I left back then.
The deep pain and longing I've felt over the years.
And the guilt and unease that grows stronger every day.
Everything stemmed from his simple statement, "I understand," which brought forth endless grievances and heartache.
Tears streamed down her face even more rapidly. Sang Qing covered her face and hurriedly got up to go to the bathroom.
Wanting to go after her and comfort her, but then remembering that she should give her some time to vent, Ye Li turned around and sat back down.
"Fu Yanci, I'm so proud of you!"
Ye Li turned around and hugged Fu Yanci, "Of all the people around me, you are the most righteous, reliable, steady, handsome, dashing, wise, and brave!"
"You little sycophant!"
With his chin resting in the crook of Ye Li's neck, Fu Yanci inhaled the girl's delicate fragrance and whispered, "Ah Li, thank you!"
I knew San was Sang Qing a long time ago.
He also discovered that she would appear in his life.
But each time, she was extra careful, for fear that he would discover her presence.
This time, "Peach Blossom" appeared.
This was the first time she had officially appeared in his world after so many years of absence, tentatively, tentatively, cautiously... appearing.
So from the moment he decided to meet her, he was constantly nervous and racking his brains.
He had imagined her being polite. After all, he and she had only spent two short years together, and back then he was still an innocent child.
I've imagined her as elegant. After all, she is San.
I never imagined what she would be like as a mother.
But from the moment Ali called out "Mom," the Sang Qing that Fu Yanci saw instantly overlapped with the mother in his memory.
On the day she left, her eyes were full of tears, but Fu Yanci remembered a fluttering hem of her skirt and the ripples of emerald green on her fair wrist.
When I was young, I thought it tasted like a resolute decision.
But now, seeing Sang Qing's red eyes and tears streaming down her face, Fu Yanci knew that it wasn't a resolute decision, but rather an unwillingness to turn back.
Fortunately, there's still a long life ahead of us.
Fortunately, there is still time to make amends.
The word "make amends" floated into Fu Yanci's mind. As if remembering something, he patted Ye Li's head, got up, and went outside.
Sang Qing calmed herself down and walked out of the restroom, just in time to see Fu Yanci's tall and straight back as he pushed open the door.
I could see the direction he walked in.
Sang Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she opened the door and chased after him.
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