With her heart knot untied, Song Ci felt much more relaxed, and her smile became much more genuine when she faced Jiang Rufeng.
Although Jiang Rufeng and Song Ci were uncle and niece, this was their first meeting; before today, they had been complete strangers. They wanted to share their lives and get to know each other better, but they had so much to say that they didn't know where to begin.
In the end, Jiang Rufeng took action first.
He took a bite of the macaron and praised, "This tastes good. Your mother loved matcha macarons at that time and could eat two at a time." The only bond between the two was Jiang Shiyu, so Jiang Shifeng chose to find a topic from his sister.
Song Ci also remembered that her mother preferred matcha flavored desserts.
She told Jiang Rufeng, "My father is a Chinese medicine practitioner, but he also studies baking. In the winter when it snowed, he would stay home and make delicious pastries for us. My sister and I are not picky eaters and we enjoy all kinds of desserts. So back then, whenever my father made desserts, he would usually only make matcha-flavored desserts."
Jiang Rufeng smiled with relief when he heard this. "It seems that your parents have a very deep affection for each other."
"Yes, they respected and cared for each other. They would occasionally argue, but they would quickly calm down and apologize to each other. I remember one time they had a heated argument over something, and my father was blocked outside the bedroom by my mother before bed. He wanted to apologize but was too embarrassed to do so. It wasn't until my sister and I pretended to fall asleep that we heard my father standing in the living room singing to my mother. He sang for over half an hour before my mother finally calmed down."
Jiang Rufeng listened quietly to Song Ci's description of the details of his sister and brother-in-law's relationship. He couldn't see such a scene, but just thinking about it made him feel relieved and satisfied.
Even though my sister was beautiful but had a tragic life, fortunately she met Song Tingyun. Even though her life was short, she lived a brilliant and happy life.
Song Ci told Jiang Rufeng many interesting stories between her parents as if they were treasures. Jiang Shifeng was fascinated by any little thing that was exaggerated by Song Ci's words.
Before they knew it, they had finished the whole pot of black tea. Song Ci had drunk too much water and felt the urge to urinate, so he stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
"good."
Song Ci went to the bathroom, finished her urination, and was washing her hands when the phone in her bag rang.
No need to guess, it must be Han Zhan.
As soon as Song Ci answered the phone, she heard Han Zhan ask on the phone: "Cibao, when will you be back? I'll pick you up." Song Ci had been gone for more than two hours and it was time for her to be back. Han Zhan couldn't help but call to urge her.
Song Ci was washing her hands, holding her phone between her cheek and shoulder while talking.
Hearing this, she said, "I'll be back a little late today."
"Why? Did something happen to Coleman?" Han Zhan thought that Coleman was depressed again today and committed suicide.
"No, it's my uncle Jiang Rufeng who came."
When Han Zhan heard this, he said, "I'll come to see you," and then quickly hung up the phone.
Jiang Rufeng is here!
Song Ci's parents had already passed away, and Jiang Shifeng was Song Ci's real maternal elder! No matter how distant the relationship between Song Ci and Jiang Rufeng was, the generation gap was there, so Han Zhan should go and visit him in person no matter what.
Song Ci put her phone back into her bag and when she returned to the rooftop, she saw Jiang Shifeng secretly wiping his tears.
Song Ci stopped, not daring to make a sound for fear of disturbing Jiang Rufeng. She hid behind the doorway connecting the staircase to the rooftop, standing silently for six or seven minutes, until she saw Jiang Shifeng wipe away all his tears with the handkerchief he carried with him. Only then did she leave.
Hearing Song Ci's footsteps, Jiang Rufeng hurriedly put away the handkerchief.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting." Song Ci pulled out a chair and sat down. Seeing Jiang Rufeng's eyes were red, she was considerate and did not expose Jiang Rufeng's sadness.
"Want some bread? I'll get it." As soon as Jiang Rufeng opened his mouth to speak, his voice, which was a little hoarse after crying, immediately tore apart his perfect disguise.
Jiang Rufeng lowered his head resignedly and sighed, "I'm really happy today. I'm so happy that I'm crying. I'm sorry to have made you laugh."
How could Song Ci laugh at Jiang Rufeng? She said, "It's normal to cry with joy when you see your loved ones."
Jiang Rufeng felt embarrassed.
He placed his hands on his abdomen and looked up at the blue sky and white clouds above his head.
After a long while, Song Ci heard Jiang Rufeng say, "Son, I always thought your mother died more than 30 years ago. If I knew she was still alive, I would search the whole world to find her."
He looked at Song Ci, tears glistening in his eyes. His expression was painful, and he felt guilty and remorseful. He choked up and said as if confessing his sin, "Son, I didn't abandon your mother."
Song Ci was moved by these words.
She stared into the man's tearful eyes, her heart aching. "I understand. I think my mother didn't dare go home to meet my uncle because she wanted to protect him." After Jiang Shiyu faked her death and escaped from Edward, Edward still had people keeping watch on Jiang Rufeng and Coleman. As soon as Jiang Shiyu showed up, Edward would find her.
In order to protect his brother and Coleman, Jiang Shiyu did not dare to go back and reunite with his relatives.
How could Jiang Shifeng not understand his sister's protection for him? He nodded and said, "Yes, your mother has always been a kind and good girl, but her kindness has ruined her life."
It was because of her kindness that she rescued the stranger Edward.
Her kindness caused her a lot of trouble.
Jiang Shifeng realized something belatedly, and excitement quickly appeared on his slightly aged face. He looked up at Song Ci and asked nervously, "What did you call me just now?"
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