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Shao Zizhuo stood in front of Guan Shanyue warily, blocking Yu Yang's sight, his eyes unfriendly: "Let's each go back to our own lives. What else do we need to think about?"
He had no idea what Yu Yang was thinking. This wasn't an answer he could choose from.
Guan Shanyue held her breath, the emotions that had not yet completely dissipated surged up again, and she completely lost the ability to think. She looked at Yu Yang in shock. So, did he want to take everything she had back and give it to Song Shixu?
Yu Yang's expression remained calm: "I want to take Yueyue back with me. My parents place great importance on family background, so I want to give Yueyue an identity."
Shao Zizhuo remained calm: "So?"
Seeing Shao Zizhuo and Guan Shanyue looking as though they were facing a formidable enemy, Yu Yang burst out laughing. "Don't worry. I'm not asking Guan Shanyue to give up her current possessions, nor am I asking for her identity. But Yueyue looks a lot like Guan Shanyue. Can Guan Shanyue acknowledge Yueyue as his sister? That way, my parents won't object to your marriage."
Guan Shanyue asked blankly, "Is it that simple? Don't you want to take back everything that originally belonged to Guan Shanyue?"
Yu Yang laughed: "That's something you worked hard for, it has nothing to do with Yueyue. She won't want it, and I certainly won't want it."
Her heart fell back into the soft quilt, rolled over twice, and then hid back. Guan Shanyue was dazed for a moment, then smiled: "Recognizing a sister is a very simple matter. Have you discussed it with her?"
Yu Yang scratched his head and gave an awkward smile. He had been so busy pouring out his heart the entire time that he had forgotten to do his business.
Guan Shanyue's eyes darted to the classroom, where a girl who looked very much like her was writing and drawing on the blackboard with chalk. The children held their heads high, like sunflowers facing the rising sun, thriving and reassuring. She had funded this school in the first place because of the striving spirit of these children. She couldn't remain indifferent. Guan Shanyue's gaze shifted to Yu Yang again: "Let her decide for herself."
After a while, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and groups of children rushed in, pushing Yu Yang and Shao Zizhuo aside and surrounding Guan Shanyue.
They were talking at once.
"Beautiful sister, are you sponsoring our studies?"
"Sister, you look like our teacher Song. Are you teacher Song's twin sister?"
"Sister, do you still remember me? You came here when my sister was studying here. I was still young then and hadn't started school yet!"
Guan Shanyue stood in the middle of the crowd, a little stunned. After a few years, almost all the girls studying here had been replaced. She couldn't find a familiar face. She could only smile and greet them briefly.
Zhou Zhou rushed over in time to stop the chirping little sparrows: "Miss Guan has come all the way here, can you please let her rest for a while?"
The crowd dispersed again, and the place became quiet in an instant.
Song Shixu came over, smiling brightly: "So, the sponsor is you."
Zhou Zhou scratched her head and hesitated, "When I first met you in the mountains, I thought you looked a bit like someone, but I forgot what Miss Guan looked like. It's been a long time since I last saw her..." She quickly made up for it, "But everything is fate. Miss Guan sponsored our school, and our school has more and more students. That's why I took that route to visit students' homes, and that's how I met you."
Guan Shanyue laughed: "It's normal that you don't remember what I look like. I've been busy with my own things these years and forgot to come back to visit."
Zhou Zhou said frankly: "It's okay, as long as the money arrives on time."
The three of them laughed together and the atmosphere became gentle.
Guan Shanyue took the opportunity to ask, "Shixu, have you thought about the future?" Song Shixu looked at her doubtfully, and she added, "Come back with us, be my older sister, and then marry Yu Yang, or do you have other plans?"
Song Shixu looked at Yu Yang, who avoided her gaze unnaturally. She was not surprised that he was involved in this. "No, I have no intention of going back. Do you remember what I said in the dream?"
Guan Shanyue nodded, and Song Shixu smiled. "My answer now is still the same. I didn't have any big ideals before. When I was in school, other girls were ambitious and wanted to get into a good university, but I didn't care. When I grew up, my colleagues and friends had their own hobbies, but I didn't. I just lived a muddled life until my family went bankrupt, and then I ended up here."
Song Shixu fell into reminiscence, a smile growing on his face. "I was picked up from the mountains by Zhou Zhou, and the students all took good care of me. One child even brought me eggs from home, and a few went to the mountains to pick mushrooms for me. They weren't even related to me, but every one of them took such good care of me that I wanted to do something for them."
Song Shixu looked into Guan Shanyue's eyes. Those eyes were almost identical to hers, except that she was smiling while he was frowning. "Actually, our hearts are the same. You chose to sponsor this place so they can continue their studies, and I chose to stay here and teach them." She paused, a little embarrassed. "Thinking about it now, this might be my dream and the meaning of my life."
Guan Shanyue pondered: "I understand." She held Song Shixu's hand and said, "If you need anything, please feel free to contact me."
Yu Yang's brows knitted together, his eyes burning: "Yueyue, you really don't want to go back with me?"
Song Shixu gently shook her head. She was smiling, but suddenly she felt like she was keeping someone at arm's length. "Yu Yang, we haven't seen each other for many years. I may have become different from what you imagined, and I don't have any family in the city anymore. But here, I still have many people I care about, and a career I care about." She let out a long sigh, "Thank you for bringing me back."
Yu Yang made up his mind instantly. "Then, can I come here and teach with you?" He eagerly pulled out his phone and poured out all his strengths. "I have a PhD from Stanford, and I'm financially independent. I don't need to work anymore. I can also sponsor students with Guan Shanyue. I have a lot of resources at my disposal, and I can use them to support the children here."
His voice gradually weakened: "Can you, let me stay here..."
Song Shixu looked at him, his smile gradually fading. "What about your dream? What about your family's feelings? Do you have to give up all of this for my dream? I'm sorry, Yu Yang. I know this is a good thing, but I can't be so selfish as to accept your sacrifice."
Love is not like that.
Yu Yang's eyes gradually dimmed as she spoke, then suddenly brightened: "What if I move my studio here? It's close to the border, and I can develop business in South Asia and Southeast Asia..."
Guan Shanyue was stunned. How could this be possible?
A source of heat suddenly brushed past her ear, and warm breath sprayed behind her ear. Guan Shanyue shuddered slightly. Behind her, Shao Zizhuo's voice was muffled: "Can you please stop worrying about other people's business for now?"
"But, this matter has something to do with me?" Before she could finish her words, Guan Shanyue's hand was held, and Shao Zizhuo, like a young boy, took her downstairs and left the two people who were entangled.
The source of power pulled her forward steadily, holding her hand gently but irresistibly. She couldn't help but run along. All her worries, helplessness, the pressures of life, and the emotional pain brought on by the system were quickly left behind like the passing scenery.
It seemed as if there were only the two of them left in the world. She didn't have to think about anything, she just had to hold his hand and move forward, forward.
She ran for an unknown distance, and she was a little out of breath, unable to keep up with the pace: "Zizhuo, where are you taking me?
Shao Zizhuo stopped, looking nothing like he'd just run a few hundred meters. He turned around, chuckled, and hugged Guan Shanyue: "I've told you to exercise more." Before Guan Shanyue could get angry, Shao Zizhuo quickly changed the subject, "We're here."
The red walls and yellow tiles, the roofs reflect the sunny spring sunshine, the wind blows the bells, the ancient sounds are heard, the ancient trees stand tall, centuries-old legends flow between the annual rings, and today's stories are written into strips of red silk adorning the treetops.
"This is..." Guan Shanyue didn't finish his words.
Shao Zizhuo immediately continued, "This is the temple where the red silk was hung. You made a wish here. Do you remember?"
Guan Shanyue smiled and shook her head. The wish was just a prayer at that time. Her mood had changed and she could no longer find any trace of what she had been thinking back then. However, according to her thoughts, it was nothing more than getting promoted, getting rich, and being happy every day.
"Make a fortune, live a good life, rely on your own abilities, and let everyone you care about live a good life." Shao Zizhuo had brought a ladder at some point, climbed up the steps, and sat on a branch. He stretched out his hand to her, "What you once wished for."
The mountain wind howled, filling the empty gaps in her heart. The red silk in the sky swayed with the wind, and her heart swayed, as if she was swaying back to the first time she came here.
That was the first time she went against her own will as arranged by the plot. Not sure whether she wanted to heal her childhood self or was in urgent need of emotional support, she came to Xi County by accident and was healed in the sponsored school, which was just a brief escape.
Then Shao Zizhuo came after her. Whether out of affection or unintentional, he did not believe in gods or Buddhas, but he wrote down her wishes for her.
She didn't dare say she was indifferent.
At that time, Shao Zizhuo was just a symbol to her. She was eager to find a way to make the plot go smoothly. All her emotions were restrained and suppressed, and she deliberately ignored Shao Zizhuo.
She has a clear emotional script, but things are unpredictable. She doesn't know when her heart has fallen on him. Love and hate are closely related to the man in front of her who she should not fall in love with. She is always obsessed with him in her dreams at midnight.
It felt like something was about to come out of her eyes, and then she tasted saltiness.
Shao Zizhuo panicked and jumped down from the tree: "Why are you crying?" He gently wiped her tears, "Hasn't your wish come true?"
Guan Shanyue buried her face in Shao Zizhuo's arms, tears streaming down her face. His chest vibrated when he spoke, and the voice Guan Shanyue heard was a little faint. "You are already a CEO. You have your own company and a life of financial freedom. You can buy whatever you want. You are no longer the person who had to be careful to spend every penny as a child."
"You have the ability and resources. Your company provides a utopia for girls who want to strive, and you fund girls who want to study. As for the people you care about... your existence is happiness itself." Shao Zizhuo stroked her head gently, his eyes so gentle that they were about to drip with tears.
Loss and recovery is almost a constant theme in Shao Zizhuo's emotions. Every time he loses her and his emotions hit rock bottom, she will come down like a god to save him from danger. She brings him chastity and also adds a different color to his life.
He asked for nothing but that she be safe and sound and that he be with her forever.
His chest was wet, and the person in his arms was sobbing. Shao Zizhuo could only hug her tighter.
The person in his arms began to struggle, so he let go of his strength again.
Then came a kiss. The person in his arms stood on tiptoe and hooked her arms around his neck. Her face was still wet with the saltiness of tears. This kiss also tasted like that.
He endured her attacks and was willing to be her slave.
The red silk flutters in the air, listening to their heartbeats, thump, thump, blending into the ringing of bronze bells from the eaves of the ancient temple, crisp and melodious. The banyan tree, growing through the years, remains silent, witnessing the unending love.
From morning till night, I wish our love will never change.
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