Chapter 41 Chapter 41 The Truth and Chaos
There is no snow in Yuhang, and as the New Year approaches, there is just a little more chill in the air.
It was almost noon when Song Zhihan woke up. All the servants in the house were busy. She came down from upstairs and saw several workers pushing and pulling large objects.
Aunt Yue was busy taking care of them. Song Zhihan picked up the prepared glutinous rice cake and threw it into his mouth. He asked vaguely, "What is this for?"
As far as she could remember, Aunt Yue had been working at home, taking care of all the chores, big and small. She was a careful and considerate person.
Aunt Yue carefully checked the list, then looked up and smiled as she answered her question. "Our refrigerator broke down once before, and it broke down again yesterday. We couldn't have it break down before Chinese New Year, so I rushed to get it replaced."
Song Zhihan nodded, but then she added with regret: "The last time it broke was on the chairman's birthday. It's a pity that the cakes you made, Zhihan, all went bad the next day."
After hearing this, Song Zhihan was speechless for a moment.
It turns out...the cake was not thrown away by my mother, but was broken by the faulty refrigerator.
I couldn't quite put my finger on the feeling. Relief? Or perhaps regret? It was hard to describe. It was like swallowing a favorite snack, only to realize it's spoiled the moment it entered my mouth. It was a shame to spit it out, but it was painful to swallow it.
The servants in the house are all busy. On the 28th, they will all leave to go home and celebrate the New Year, and will not come back to work until the fifth day after the New Year.
Looking back to the week they were away in the past few years, Song Zhihan struggled to swallow the last bite of glutinous rice cake. It was a tough battle.
While talking to Aunt Yue, he saw Gu Chen who was also wandering down from upstairs. He also pinched the glutinous rice cake and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Haven't Shanshan and her aunt come back yet?"
The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and they have been gone for half a year and have not returned yet, which inevitably makes people suspicious.
Gu Chen's eyes dodged for a moment: "I'm back. I just came back yesterday. You can see them tonight."
Song Zhihan nodded, and then he heard Gu Chen say cautiously, "Tonight...your uncle and the others might have something important to say."
Song Zhihan's face turned pale instantly. Is this day finally here? Yes, such big news really needs to wait until the whole family is gathered. No wonder, no wonder there has been no news for so long.
The inner torment and pain made Song Zhihan turn around in embarrassment. If you look closely, you can see traces of her shoulders shaking.
Gu Chen found her reaction strange, so he took a few steps forward and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
His concern made Song Zhihan, who was already on the verge of collapse, even more unbearable. She grabbed the edge of the island with her palm in a somewhat embarrassed manner. The sharp corner pierced her hand, making her regain some clarity.
"It's okay, I just didn't sleep well last night. I'll... go back and take a nap."
Having said that, he ran back upstairs quickly.
Gu Chen stood there, lost in thought.
As soon as she entered the room, Song Zhihan buried herself in the bed. The overwhelming softness overwhelmed her, but the sadness in her heart did not diminish in the slightest. The flowing tears wet the worn-out doll in her arms. She looked at the faded doll and cried silently. It was a Dumbo, the same age as her, and had always been with her.
Even though she had imagined the scene of the truth coming out many times in her mind, when the day finally came, Song Zhihan found that she still couldn't accept it and couldn't let it go. She couldn't bear to leave her parents, and even more so, she couldn't bear to leave everyone in the Song family.
She stretched out her arm and took out her cell phone, thinking that she should inform Lin Jie.
[Tonight, my family will talk about Lin Mo and me. I guess... we'll come to you soon.]
Lin Jie replied quickly, with his usual calmness.
[I understand. No matter what happens, I'm here. Don't be afraid.]
Song Zhihan looked at the reply and remained silent for a long time. Lin Jie said this from the perspective of an older brother. From tonight on, their relationship was openly siblings, and there should be no more overstepping of boundaries.
Thinking back on what happened in the past, Song Zhihan buried himself deeper. Those memories should be sealed, and they should face each other with new identities.
...
She slept for a long time in the afternoon. When she woke up again, her whole head was aching. Song Zhihan sat in front of the mirror and saw her swollen face with an expression that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She had to be strong and not cry too hard later.
Downstairs, Song Yazhi had returned from the company. Song Zhihan looked at her carefully and attentively, not missing a single corner, as if it was the last time in his life.
She saw the necklace on Song Yazhi's neck, which was the one she gave her on her birthday. The brilliance of the diamond stung Song Zhihan's eyes. She couldn't help but wonder if she chose today to wear it to comfort her heart that would be hurt later.
Seeing her come downstairs, Song Yazhi smiled faintly: "Let's go first. Your father went outside to get something. We will meet directly at the hotel later."
Song Zhihan nodded, walked to her side, lowered his head, took Song Yazhi's hand, and squeezed his fingers into her palm little by little, wrapping himself up completely, just like when he was a child.
A moment of surprise flashed across Song Yazhi's face, and then he quickly shook her hand back.
On the way, Song Zhihan looked out the window. Thousands of lights were on, but where was the one that belonged to her? She was filled with sadness, and her eyes became moist again. But she quickly wiped them away with her sleeve. Life had to go on, and she couldn't let this matter hold her back.
All Song Yazhi's thoughts were on Song Zhihan. Today she heard Gu Chen say that her daughter was in a bad mood. Seeing her eyes that were obviously crying tonight, she felt even more sad.
It is normal for children to have things in their hearts that they don’t want to tell their parents when they grow up, but...this situation is still worrying.
She tried to comfort her clumsily: "Zhihan, Mom has been following the animation you guys made recently. It's well-made and excellent."
Song Zhihan turned around and looked at her in surprise: "Are you chasing Lingdong?"
It is unimaginable that one day Song Yazhi would be involved with these things.
Song Yazhi nodded, speaking those ACG terms unfamiliarly: "Yes, I'm now up to episode 10. The fighting scenes are well done, and the writing is also great. I even saw your name at the end of the film. You're amazing."
Facing her praise, Song Zhihan felt a little embarrassed. She chuckled twice and explained to Song Yazhi: "Actually, I didn't write a lot. The main plot was written by several sisters in the group."
"An excellent work is inseparable from the efforts of every member. Don't underestimate yourself. Mom just thinks you are great." Song Yazhi looked at her seriously.
It was these words that made Song Zhihan's eyes red again. She mumbled, "I thought... you would think I was not doing my job properly."
After all, her friends who were at home doing business like her were all working hard in their own family businesses, unlike her, who knew nothing about the company's business.
Song Yazhi held her hand, her smile deepening. "I've never felt that way. When I first took over Shanmei, I felt very painful, but for the benefit of the Song family, I had to continue. Fortunately, it turned out pretty well. At first, I worked hard for many people, but later it was more for you and your father. So, of course, my daughter has the right to freedom. No matter what you want to do, Mom will support you."
"Besides, how can your choice be considered as not doing your job properly? You are obviously doing a good job."
Song Zhihan wanted to cry, but didn't want to make herself too embarrassed. She turned her head and sobbed silently towards the car window. The car window reflected Song Yazhi's gentle gaze on her, and her tears became more violent.
Everything, everything, all the words, increased her reluctance and sadness.
She wished so much that she was a fool who knew nothing and was sentenced to death directly, instead of being given so much hospice care.
But they are such good people, and they are so gentle even to the death row prisoners.
The car sped along.
Before pushing open the door, Song Zhihan took a deep breath and smiled, wanting to face her family in the best possible state. This was probably the last chance for the whole family to get together.
She saw Shanshan sitting far away, surrounded by her uncle and aunt. The three of them were whispering to each other, and Shanshan looked very depressed.
Seeing her, Shanshan walked over quickly and hugged Song Zhihan, her voice choked with sobs: "Sister."
The two are the same age and usually call each other by their names. This is one of the few times that Song Shanshan calls her sister in a serious tone.
She knew. This was the first thought that came to Song Zhihan's mind.
Sure enough, the next moment I heard Shanshan say again: "Sister, no matter what happens, we will always be sisters."
Song Zhihan's eyes were also red. He hugged her tightly and responded to her with continuous nodding.
Cheng Lihui pulled the two girls apart, her face full of self-blame. It was all her fault. As a mother, she couldn't even recognize her own children.
Except for Gu Chen, everyone was present. Song Zhihan and Shanshan sat together, looking at each family member carefully, wanting to engrave their appearance in their hearts.
Gu Chen arrived late, holding a package in his hand. Song Fanggang told him to sit down quickly and not delay the business.
Song Zhihan lowered his eyes, waiting for the judgment of fate.
"It's a new year again. In the past year, a big thing happened in our family. It took us a long time to accept it. Today, I would like to take the opportunity of the family gathering together to talk about this matter." Song Fanggang looked at his wife and daughter, and held Shanshan's hand under the table.
Song Zhihan closed his eyes silently.
"Half a year ago, I accidentally discovered that Shanshan was not my daughter. After investigation, I found out that she was taken away from someone else's child at the maternity hospital."
Song Zhihan clenched his palms, his tears like a shaky dam that could be broken in an instant.
....? Twinkle?
"What?"
"What!"
Song Zhihan and Gu Chen screamed at the same time.
Shanshan looked at the two people with tears in her eyes, feeling more confused than sad: "Ah? Why are you two reacting so strongly?" Obviously, she, the person involved, should be the one making the sharp sound.
"Is it Winky who was taken away by mistake?"
"Didn't you say you wanted a divorce?"
The father and daughter spoke in unison, leaving Song Fanggang's family completely confused.
Shanshan and her mother looked at Song Fanggang, and their questioning tone echoed throughout the room: "Divorce?"
This is a complete mess.
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