Feng Shaoying felt the trembling in Wanyanjing's hands and hugged Wanyanjing into her arms. Wanyanjing felt something cold falling down her face. Was it tears? Wanyanjing was in Feng Shaoying's arms.
She shed her first tear since childhood, and Feng Shaoying knew that Jing was crying.
"My mother died to save me. If it weren't for my Rui'er, she wouldn't have lost her mother. If it weren't for my father, she wouldn't have lost her wife. All of this is my fault." Wanyan Jing buried her head in Feng Shaoying's arms,
Some choked up and expressed her years of self-blame in a voice that only two people could hear. Although her father had never blamed her and Ruier had never complained about her, she still could not forgive herself.
Feng Shaoying listened to Wanyanjing's words and felt heartbroken. "Is this why you have become indifferent? Are you always living in self-blame?" Thinking of this, Feng Shaoying hugged Wanyanjing tighter and gently
She said gently: "Jing, this is not your fault, and your mother would not like to see you living in self-blame. She wants you to live a happy and healthy life."
The students in the audience had forgotten the applause after listening to Yan Jing's talk about "Parental Love". They finally knew what was missing in Xia Rouxue's story, a kind of family affection, a lack of spiritual expression. The female students couldn't help but shed tears.
Tears were shed, and the eyes of the male classmates were also shining with tears. The love of their parents is a kind of devastating love. They truly felt the great love of their parents described through Wan Yanjing’s mouth.
Wan Yanrui looked at her sister on the stage. She knew that her sister was still blaming herself, and her tears kept flowing like a faucet that couldn't be turned off.
Cha Yu gently hugged Wan Yanrui, just gently...
Yanfeng walked to Zhou Junhao and said, "You care about her very much."
Zhou Junhao's friendly voice: "I care about her, I have lost her because of my mistakes."
Yanfeng's calm voice: "She - she is that kind of perfect girl!"
Zhou Junhao looked at the stage intently: "Do you like her?"
Yanfeng did not avoid the topic: "I like it, but I also know that what she likes is Ying."
Zhou Junhao nodded in acquiescence. When he saw Feng Shaoying for the first time, he knew that Jing would never come back to him again.
Yanfeng then said: "What are you going to do?".
Zhou Junhao smiled bitterly: "... let go."
Yanfeng also smiled bitterly: "There is a kind of love called letting go. Yes, since you love her, you must make her happy and let her go...".
The two lovelorn boys laughed bitterly at the same time...