Chapter 100, the pain of the heart, the sorrow of love
"Ah?" Shu Xuan was stunned for a moment, and a few blushes appeared on her pretty face. She subconsciously looked at her parents beside her, bit her red lips lightly, lowered her head and hummed softly.
"Let's go for a walk outside." Di Cheng asked Yang Jing and the others to wait outside first, while he took Shu Xuan out of the compound.
"Hey, Yehua, do you think Di Cheng is really interested in our Shu Xuan?" Shen Xueqi touched Wei Yehua lightly, lowered her voice and said, "Don't tell me, he looks like our Shu Xuan...
...There are some similarities. This is the so-called husband and wife, the fate of the past life, and the reunion in this life."
"Don't talk nonsense." Wei Yehua, who rarely loses his temper with his wife, glared at her dissatisfied.
"What are you talking about? That's what it is. Anyway, I have a good impression of Di Cheng. He is steady and temperamental, and he also knows kung fu. If he really pursues Shu Xuan, I will pass this test first." Shen Xueqi spoke softly, with a smile on her face.
With a somewhat satisfied smile.
The crescent moon is curved, the path is quiet, the lights on the roadside are shining softly, casting mottled tree shadows, and the occasional chirping of autumn insects adds to the special tranquility of the night.
Di Cheng and Shu Xuan walked side by side on the quiet path. No one spoke first, and they just walked quietly. Shu Xuan, who had never "dated" alone with a boy, felt a little nervous, and her green-white little hands hooked back and forth.
Wearing her stylish little shoes, she kicked the pebbles on the road from time to time, looking like a little girl who was looking forward to but also nervous.
I don’t know how long I’ve been walking, and I don’t know where I’m going. Shu Xuan, who had been thinking about it for a long time, softly said, “Are you leaving?”
Di Cheng stopped and looked at the crescent moon in the sky. "It's time to leave. We've been away for long enough."
"When will you come back? Where is your home in Sichuan? My school is not far from Sichuan. It's only a few hours' flight away." Shu Xuan mustered up her courage and looked up at Di Cheng.
Di Cheng chuckled softly, turned to look at Shu Xuan, hesitated slightly, and raised his hand to smooth her long hair on the temples that was blown by the breeze. "Silly girl, I don't have a home."
The intimate gesture made Shu Xuan's pretty face blush even more. "Didn't you say that your new home is in Sichuan?"
Shu Xuan's performance was clearly noticed by Di Cheng. He did not expect that his appearance would cause a misunderstanding of the other party's feelings. He wanted to directly reveal his identity and let her immediately put an end to this unethical feeling. But if it really happened
Di Cheng couldn't tell whether it would bring her the joy of her brother's return or the pain of being emotionally frustrated. What kind of actions she would make because of her stubborn heart, Di Cheng couldn't decide and didn't want to try.
It doesn’t matter, let her have some thoughts. Anyway, this kind of feeling has just sprouted. After I leave permanently, time will slowly erase it, and even the figure will disappear in the memory, just like eighteen
That separation years ago.
"My home is in Sichuan, but I have a lot of things to do and I don't go back often."
"Then...how can I contact you?"
"I'll contact you if I'm free."
"Yeah." Shu Xuan hummed softly and smiled. The mixture of youth and intellectual beauty made her even more attractive.
"Can I hug you?" Di Cheng looked at her with a smile, but there was a bit of sadness in his eyes.
Biting her lower lip gently, Shu Xuan secretly looked around, then lowered her head and closed her eyes.
He hugged Shu Xuan into his arms, and the two of them cuddled together gently. Di Cheng's breathing was slightly trembling, and two tears fell silently from the corners of his eyes. "Girl."
"Huh?" Shu Xuan, immersed in happiness, murmured.
"Promise me that you will be happy no matter what happens, okay?"
"Yes." Shu Xuan nodded lightly and couldn't help but hug Di Cheng's hands tightly. The kind of safety and warmth made her feel attached to him.
After embracing each other for a moment, Di Cheng quietly wiped the tears from his eyes, pushed Shu Xuan away, and said with a smile: "Okay, go back, your parents are waiting for you."
"Can you stay one more night? It's already so late. If you want to leave, there won't be a car." Shu Xuan reluctantly pulled the corner of Di Cheng's clothes.
"Brothers are waiting for me, I still have a lot of things to do."
"Well, I won't disturb your work, but you have to pay attention to your safety." Although Shu Xuan was very reluctant to give up, she still forced a generous smile.
Di Cheng wiped the wet corners of her eyes and said with a smile: "I will, go back quickly."
"Remember to call me and visit me often." Shu Xuan shook her fingers and left along the path, turning back three times.
Closing his eyes, Di Cheng slowly exhaled while trembling, wondering whether he was right or wrong to come back this time.
"Come out, you've been watching for a long time." After a long time, Di Cheng shook his head, put aside all the distracting thoughts in his heart, and spoke slowly.
Hearing this, a figure walked out from behind the big tree not far to the left, and the streetlight illuminated Wei Yehua's complex face.
Di Cheng glanced at him briefly, with a few polite smiles on his face, unfamiliar and indifferent: "Mr. Wei, what do you want from me?"
The unfamiliar tone, unfamiliar face, and unfamiliar back made an inexplicable chill rise in his heart. Wei Yehua seemed to have aged instantly. He opened his mouth again and again, but the words he had been brewing for a long time were stuck in his throat. Why?
It can't be squeezed out either.
"Mr. Wei, are you feeling unwell?" Di Cheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him, his smile still the same, but his expression was filled with a repulsive silence.
Wei Yehua felt another stab of pain, and quietly took a deep breath to calm down his agitated heart. "How have you been doing these past years?"
"Not bad, no, I'm alive and well."
There was another period of suppressed silence, and Wei Yehua smiled bitterly: "It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive. Shu Xuan... she has also... grown up."
"Yes, I have grown up and become a big girl."
As a wealthy businessman, Wei Yehua no longer has the coercion and magnanimity of others. He is speechless, his voice is trembling, and he looks a little embarrassed. "Um... go... home and sit for a while? They... all miss you.
"
The smile faded, Di Cheng looked ahead without focus, and whispered slowly: "Miss me? Who do you miss? Who am I?"
"Cheng... Cheng'er..." The accumulated tears finally rolled down like a dam. Wei Yehua raised his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch the familiar stranger in front of him, but the tears blurred his vision.
It's hard to catch his figure.
"Mr. Wei, go back. Shu Xuan will be sad if she sees you like this."
"Go home...sit down..." The voice was choked with sobs, with a bit of pleading.
Di Cheng took a deep breath, exhaled heavily, looked up at the dark night, and whispered: "A long time ago, there was a child who was abandoned by his parents while crying. Before he was kicked out of the house, he knelt on the ground,
I begged hard, just hoping that he could go home and sit down again, look at the furnishings at home, and see his sleeping sister.
Mr. Wei, tell me...if it were you, faced with the pleading, crying, or even kowtow of a five-year-old child, would you let that child who was once his son go back again?"
"I..." Wei Yehua closed his eyes in pain.
Di Cheng chuckled silently: "Isn't it difficult to answer? I think if I were any parent, not to mention whether they would be kicked out of the house, just that kind of begging can make them soften. Why...why do you hesitate?"
"Maybe they have other ideas and want to..."
Raising his hand to interrupt, Di Cheng said: "I don't care what they think or what their purpose is. I only know that the child's subsequent life was miserable. In less than half a year, the new home was destroyed. The adoptive father, adoptive mother, and villagers in the village...
And those friends we just met all became ghosts in this world overnight. He was the only one who managed to survive. That year... he was only six years old."
"I'm sorry, I thought you had..." Wei Yehua's body began to shake. I don't know if it was the hidden wounds left by the previous kidnapping, or the pain in his heart that was destroying his body, and his legs began to have difficulty supporting his body.
"You guessed it right, that child is dead, he is already dead."
"No! He's not dead, he's still alive, he's back." Wei Yehua shouted tremblingly, with deep expectation in his eyes. After the disaster of that year came back to his ears, he and his wife continued to live.
In the midst of regret and self-blame, every day, every year... the person who has passed away appears again, and he just wants to hold on tightly and spend the rest of his life making up for the debts of his previous life.
Di Cheng shook his head slightly and said with a slightly trembling voice: "Forget it, this rescue... can be regarded as repaying the kindness of having a child. From now on, we will never be sworn in. I hope you can give Shu Xuan happiness, and I hope you will not be with others anymore."
Talk about this... fantasy of yours tonight."
After saying that, leaning forward, Di Cheng rushed into the dense forest without looking back and disappeared into the dark night. Only a few bitter tears and inexplicable grief fell from the air.
"Cheng'er!!" Wei Yehua wailed and knelt heavily on the ground...
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