Mingming, this morning at the foot of Mount Asahidake in Hokkaido, they were hugging each other, looking at the golden sun shining on the mountain and imagining the future.
How to add rich colors to their future together.
But why do I feel like it’s the end now?
Is it an illusion?
It should be.
He didn't want to see the inevitable separation, but he was powerless to do anything about it.
He clenched his fists, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, and he barely found his voice, "Professor Fu, it would be better for you to put yourself in the right place before talking to me. You are not qualified to comment here.
Take care of yourself, Sima Zhao, how good do you think you are?"
After saying that, he didn't look at Fu Chen's gloomy face, but only glanced deeply at the door of Meng Chengli's ward, his lips tightly pursed, his mood extremely complicated and helpless.
It felt like there were two little people fighting in his heart, it was a mess and he couldn't make sense of anything for a moment.
He felt that those few seconds he stood still were longer than the cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
In the end, he didn't chase after her, but turned around and left the hospital with a lot of anger and gloom.
In the current situation, it is not appropriate for him to stay in the hospital, and Meng Sheng may not want to see him.
No matter how weak the mother-son relationship between him and Cui Xueheng was, he could not escape the fact that she was his mother. This time, Cui Xueheng came to the hospital to find Meng Chengli, which was also related to him.
Fu Chen is right about something.
Because of Cui Xueheng, Meng Chengli had a near-death experience and is now at risk of a stroke.
If the condition is serious, the patient will be paralyzed. At best, the patient will be confined to a wheelchair. At worst, the patient will be...
No matter how good it is, it's still a stroke.
How could Meng Sheng face him?
How should he face Meng Sheng?
If Meng Sheng really hates him, how should he deal with it?
He didn't even go back to release the surname Li, but drove directly back to the old house in the west of the city.
After a two-hour drive, his mood had basically settled down. The only thing that couldn't calm down was the anger and depression stuck in his chest.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, it was getting dark but not yet late. Clusters of rose-colored clouds rolled in the western sky and gradually fell into the arms of the distant mountains.
The wind came from an unknown direction, carrying the fresh scent of grass and trees baked by the sun during the day, passing over the treetops, and the new green leaves rustled.
It's like a beautiful piece of music.
The black Maybach stopped steadily in front of the towering red-painted door of the Pei family's old house.
Pei Sui pulled out the key expressionlessly, pushed the door open and walked out.
The Pei family servants at the door were a little surprised to see him come back suddenly, but they didn't think much about it. They thought he came back to see the old lady and have dinner with her.
He nodded and greeted her quickly, "Second Young Master, you're back. The old lady went to Yufu Pure Land Temple today to eat vegetarian food and pray for blessings. She hasn't returned yet. The eldest young master has already gone to the temple to pick her up. She will probably come back after having dinner.
Do you want me to ask the kitchen to prepare some food and send it to Zhishuiju?"
After saying this, Pei Sui remained silent.
The servants were surprised to receive no response. Although the Second Young Master was usually aloof and unapproachable, it was precisely because of this sense of distance that he would maintain a certain degree of distant politeness towards everyone.
Every time he came back, he would respond faintly to the servants' greetings.
When the servant raised his head, he saw that the second young master was as calm and indifferent as ever, his whole body like a pool of tranquil ancient pond water.
But he unexpectedly caught the suppressed storm in the second young master's eyes. Those deep and sinister eyes seemed to be about to unleash a huge downpour.
With a determination to destroy the entire Pei family.
The servants found it extremely horrifying and their hearts trembled with fear.
It was obvious that the second young master was angry.
His heart tightened, and he didn't dare to delay any longer, so he went to find the housekeeper to tell him about it.
Pei Sui didn't stop at all. He strode towards the fifth courtyard, passing through layers of corridors and verandas, and ignored the servants' greetings.
When we arrived at the main courtyard of the fifth courtyard, Du Ping was watering the Clivia plants with a watering can.
Hearing a servant calling "Second Young Master", she turned around and saw Pei Sui walking in wearing a black and white casual jacket.
She was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, then smiled, put down the watering can, and took a few steps forward.
He looked at his younger brother like an elder, "Second Young Master is back. Oh, it's been ages since I've seen you dressed like this. Suddenly, I thought I saw you when you were seventeen or eighteen. You're still so handsome, you can't tell your age. This is how you should be, with the youthful energy..."
"Where is she?" Pei Sui interrupted her coldly and asked.
Du Ping paused for a moment before realizing that something was wrong with his expression.
The "she" he was referring to was naturally Cui Xueheng.
Pei Sui hadn't called Cui Xueheng "Mom" since he was eleven or twelve years old. Time passed quickly and it had been almost twenty years.
Du Ping was used to it. She nodded and smiled, "Madam is in the main hall. The eldest lady bought a Persian cat for Madam some time ago, saying it would help her to entertain herself. Madam has been obsessed with the cat these days, and every day..."
In the past, whenever she met Pei Sui after he came back, she would talk about Cui Xueheng, trying to improve the relationship between them.
But all these were of no use, because Pei Sui never took this matter to heart.
So without waiting for her to finish, he walked into the main hall in two steps.
On the sofa in the main hall, Cui Xueheng was wearing a plain light-colored dress, her hair casually pinned up with a simple wooden hairpin. The emerald green jade bracelet on her wrist glowed faintly when she teased the cat.
Hearing footsteps, she looked up, and in her smiling eyes she saw her youngest son's figure, tall and straight like a pine tree, yet surrounded by a sinister storm.
The smile on her face froze, and she obviously thought of something. She looked away with a rare guilty look.
She loosened her grip a little, and the beautiful Persian cat immediately ran away from her, sat not far away, and licked its fur.
Cui Xueheng glanced at the cat and moved the jade bracelet on her wrist. "Why did you come back today?"
Pei Sui didn't sit down either, but stood in front of the coffee table, his eyes cold and without any emotion, looking down at her condescendingly.
The emotions surging inside seemed to include boredom, anger, and a hint of forbearance and restraint.
What to restrain?
He restrained himself from hitting the woman who had ignored and resented him for nearly thirty years.
"What on earth do you want to do? Do you think I'm living too comfortably and happily now, and you have to make me unhappy in order to feel better?"
Pei Sui's tone was very calm, without even a hint of anger in it, but the eyes that were fixed on her showed that he was not so calm at the moment.
After looking for a long time, he took a deep breath and suddenly felt a little weak.
As far as he could remember, he had never received any care and love from this so-called mother. Instead, he had always received disgust and hysterical scolding from her during her illnesses.
"I'm really curious now. What exactly is your motivation for getting involved in my affairs? Why do you have to ruin what's going on between me and Meng Sheng?!"
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