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[News Headline Pop-up]
"The 'white moonlight' bravely storms the press conference to rescue his wife, delivering a kiss of the century!"
"Sis, you're famous now." Nan Yue waved her phone, her tone full of teasing.
The internet has been buzzing these past few days, with almost the entire world discussing the shocking nature of that press conference. Fortunately, public opinion eventually turned around regarding Song Zhao, but Nan Qi's personal information was thoroughly exposed.
"Alright, stop looking at your phone and get your sister's paperwork done quickly." Wu Hua interrupted them, his tone still efficient but less stern than before.
On the day of her discharge, Wu Hua and Nan Yue both came over. Song Zhao needed to deal with work, while Nan Qi planned to go home for two days before returning to work at the Vance Hotel.
Nanqi was a little worried about Wu Hua. With such a big incident, her mother would inevitably be gossiped about at school. People of their generation are mostly conservative about these kinds of things, and the rumors would definitely be extremely unpleasant.
"Mom, did I... cause you trouble again?" Nanqi asked timidly, clutching the hem of her clothes.
"Let's talk about it when we get home." Wu Hua didn't look up at her, and his hands were busy as he deftly packed her things into his bag, checking her medications and documents one by one, as if afraid of forgetting anything.
To avoid the security cameras staking out the hospital entrance, Wu Hua arranged for an acquaintance to pick her up in a car. She and Nan Qi sat in the back seat and drove home in silence.
Despite being in the place where she grew up, Nanqi felt a little reserved when she arrived home.
"Sis, let me take you back to your room."
"good."
The upstairs room was clean and bright, and the sheets and duvet cover on Nanqi's bed were spotless, still faintly smelling of sunshine. Nanqi felt a sudden warmth in her heart; she knew without guessing that her mother must have come back to change and wash them these past few days.
"What are you thinking about, sis?" Nan Yue blinked, smiled, and leaned closer, bumping her shoulder.
"It's nothing," Nanqi forced a smile.
"Let me tell you, Mom has missed you so much all these years. She often calls me Daqi, and sometimes she stares at your photos in a daze. People say that Mom and I look alike, but deep down, you and Mom are the most alike. You are both strong-willed and obsessed with saving face."
Nanqi was startled. She put down her things and walked downstairs thoughtfully.
The sound of running water came from the kitchen. Wu Hua was washing a pot with her back to the door. Her movements were a little slow. After washing for a while, she freed one hand, clenched it into a fist, and gently pounded her lower back, letting out a barely perceptible sigh.
Upon seeing this, Nanqi felt a sudden pang of sadness. She quickly ran over, took her hand from behind, and began to massage her lower back.
Wu Hua was taken aback at first, his body stiffened for a moment, then he relaxed and said gently, "It feels much better now, your grip is really strong."
“Mom…” Nanqi’s throat tightened, and she choked out.
"What's wrong?"
Nanqi hugged her tightly from behind, burying her head in her shoulder, and finally couldn't hold back her tears: "I missed you so much, Mom, I want to hug you so much."
Wu Hua took her hand in return, slowly turned around, and pulled her into his arms. Feeling his daughter's trembling shoulders, Wu Hua couldn't help but shed tears.
Nanqi nestled in her mother's warm embrace, and all the grievances and loneliness of the past few years seemed to vanish in that moment, leaving only a feeling of pure happiness.
"Mom, let me cook with you."
"Um."
Hiding at the top of the stairs, Nan Yue quietly watched the two embracing in the kitchen, her eyes also becoming moist.
Nanqi's cooking skills have improved a lot. Over the years of wandering, she has learned to cook many new dishes. Meat sauce noodles, hot dry noodles, and snail rice noodles taste a bit different from what you buy outside. Her homemade sauce is very fragrant and has a little bit of spiciness, which is very suitable for the taste of northerners.
As Wu Hua watched Nan Qi become more and more skilled at cooking, he knew that she had grown a lot and had also suffered a lot.
"Daqi," Wu Hua suddenly spoke, his voice somewhat low, "Are you and Zhaozhao serious?"
Nanqi paused in her movements, then nodded firmly. "Yes!"
"You're different from Zhaozhao. She's naturally attracted to girls, and you have quite a few female friends around you. Can you distinguish between friendship and love?"
Nanqi put down the things she was doing, turned around, and answered solemnly, "Mom, I know what it feels like to be moved. Li Jia and I are also very close. We've played together since we were little and have slept in the same bed quite a few times, but I don't want to be intimate with her, my heart doesn't race because of her, and I don't feel that blushing or shy feeling."
"But I'm different from Zhao Zhao. When we accidentally kissed for the first time in a karaoke bar, I was incredibly shy. The more I got to know her, the more I wanted to be closer to her. I even felt miserable if I didn't see her for a day, and I wished I could be with her every moment."
"In the four years since we separated, if I hadn't needed to earn money to pay off debts, I simply couldn't have endured life without her."
"Mom, do you know what? Even though we haven't seen each other for so long, just two months ago I saw her through the hotel's security camera, and my heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of my throat! I still feel that spark for her, and only for her."
Nanqi took a deep breath, her eyes clear and determined: "This is a feeling I've never had with anyone else. I don't know if I'm female, because she's the first person to make my heart flutter, and the only one. I will never fall in love with anyone else in this life except her."
Wu Hua remained silent for a long time, as if pondering something. Still worried, she asked again, "Life is so long. If one day you meet a man who makes your heart flutter, what will you two do then?"
"No, really no, that day will never come. In fact, between the two of us, the one who can't live without us has always been me, not her. All along, it has been me who has been relying on her."
She hugged Wu Hua again, her voice trembling with tears, pleading, "Mom, I truly love her, I can't live without her... Please, don't let us be separated, okay? Please, grant me my wish..."
Wu Hua took a deep breath, her eyes red-rimmed, and reluctantly and with heartache, compromised, "Okay... okay... Mom promises you."
"Sis, your phone's ringing!" Nan Yue ran over with Nan Qi's phone; the screen displayed the words "Zhao Zhao Baby." Nan Qi took the phone, looking at Wu Hua with a somewhat bewildered expression.
"Let's invite her over for dinner," Wu Hua said with a slight smile, wiping away tears from the corners of his eyes.
Nanqi's eyes lit up immediately, and she smiled through her tears, saying, "Thank you, Mom!"
She excitedly swiped to answer the phone, her voice trembling: "Zhao Zhao, my mom wants you to come to my house for dinner!"
"..."
Song Zhao on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned. After several seconds, she said incredulously, "I... I haven't finished my work here yet. I'll probably arrive around 8 p.m., but I might not make it in time for dinner. Don't wait for me, I'll be there as soon as possible."
Nanqi could hear the excitement and caution in her tone, and quickly comforted her, "It's okay, you go ahead and do your work. You can come back tomorrow if you're not done."
"Don't worry, I'll definitely be there today!"
When Song Zhao arrived at Nan Qi's house, it was already nine o'clock at night.
Nanqi sat on the sofa, too afraid to sleep, listening intently to any sounds outside the door. The moment the knock sounded, she sprang to her feet like a startled rabbit, excitedly running to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, she excitedly rushed forward and hugged Song Zhao tightly.
"I'm still holding something in my hand."
Nanqi looked down and saw that Song Zhao's hands were full, so she quickly took the bags of various sizes from her hands. "You went shopping again?"
"It wouldn't be right to come empty-handed on our first official visit," Song Zhao said with a smile, ruffling her hair. Nan Qi put the things down and then asked, "Have you eaten? I'll make you a bowl of noodles."
Song Zhao held her wrist and said softly, "We've already eaten, don't bother."
Hearing the voice, Wu Hua came over, a kind smile on his face, and said, "I didn't look closely before, but Zhao Zhao has really grown a lot taller in the past few years. I think she's even taller than Da Qi."
"Mom, we're about the same height, right?" Nanqi muttered softly, but her heart was filled with sweet joy.
Wu Hua's joking remark instantly eased Song Zhao's initial anxiety. She smiled and replied, "Auntie's complexion looks even better; she seems to be getting younger and younger."
"Oh my, Sister Zhao Zhao has such a sweet tongue!" Nan Yue teased. "Mom, someone is praising you! Your students usually give you really nasty nicknames because you always have such a stern face."
"Go, go, go back to your room," Wu Hua said, shoving Nan Yue.
Nan Yue stuck out her tongue, tactfully took a bag of snacks and went back to her room. Before leaving, she winked at Song Zhao.
"Zhaozhao, please sit down," Wu Hua said warmly.
"Yes, thank you, Auntie."
Nanqi poured a glass of warm water and placed it beside her, then sat down next to her and naturally took her hand.
"Zhao Zhao, if it weren't for you back then, Da Qi's life might have been ruined. You've worked so hard these past few years, I really don't know whether to apologize to you first or thank you first."
"Auntie, please don't say that. I have my own selfish reasons for helping Nanqi. I love her and I want to be with her forever, so helping her is no different from helping myself."
Hearing this, Wu Hua nodded in satisfaction, but then changed the subject slightly: "Since you've made up your minds to be together, there are some things I still need to clarify."
"Yes, Auntie, please go ahead." Song Zhao leaned forward slightly, her back ramrod straight.
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