Chapter 05 The Wind of Summer

Zijin stood there in a daze, watching her approach. In the beautiful glow of the setting sun, her steps were hurried yet graceful.

Xiao Zhiyuan let out a muffled grunt and took a step back

As the days passed one by one, Zijing could not have imagined that life would suddenly return to her a tremendous surprise

His voice was close to my ear, low and gentle: "Let me hold you... Zi Jin, I am very tired today"

At that moment, he slightly raised his eyebrows, gazed at her for a long while, and said: "Alright"

"Then your brother must be feeling quite overwhelmed during this period, right?" Fang Jialing said calmly, "It seems that your brother has returned to Shangwei Heavy Industries for the matter concerning Guangchang."

Fang Yu, I have found my sister, my biological sister

In this world, it is truly difficult to find someone with whom one can share their innermost thoughts. There was a time when he thought he had found that person—Sang Zijing was the one. However, before he could share everything with her, they had already reached this point, and there was no turning back.

Sangzi Jin! Xiao Zhiyuan exclaimed in exasperation, "Who do you think caused this to happen?"

"Then let me hire a caregiver for you!" Zi Jin said sarcastically, sitting down at the bedside opposite him, watching quietly.

The daughter's clear voice seemed to echo word by word in the room, while Xiao Zhiyuan quietly gazed at the painting, suddenly rendered speechless

"My mother bought it for me." Fang Yu pressed down on her twice with intention, "If you like it, spray more."

A gentle smile suddenly appeared at the corners of Xiao Zhiyuan's lips as he reached out to lift her chin, gazing intently at her, and softly said: "Ever since you and Lele came into my life, I have long ceased to care about birthdays."

Are you going out again? Did your sister-in-law agree to your discharge?" Chen Pan handed him three thick documents, saying, "First, please sign your name.

At that time, Sangzi was seven years old, just at the age to start elementary school

During the time when she lost contact with her sister, Zijing did not cry; she simply sat in her room holding a worn-out doll, gazing longingly at the small patch of grass outside. It was not until an elderly couple arrived at the orphanage, specifically requesting to adopt a girl, that they immediately set their eyes on the quiet Zijing among the group of children.

"Because of whom? Just to be angry with someone!" In the end, she still softened her heart, unable to hold back a sigh, and smiled as she said, "Alright, alright, I owe you one."

At that time, Sangzi naively believed that she had encountered a truly good person. However, much later, she came to understand that there may be individuals in this world who lead a life of complete fulfillment and ease, yet for her, the affairs of the world and the passage of time have always been stingy.

The female student ran over, and just as she opened the car door, he caught a faint scent, reminiscent of peeled sweet oranges. He stared blankly at her face, thinking to himself that this is how she looks, clean and quite pretty. Later on, he helped her contact the bus, and she said, "My name is Sang Zijing"

She felt a deep sense of gratitude and quickly said, "Please wait a moment, I will go and inform my classmates to hold on for a bit."

Do you know what my favorite food was when I was a child? He suddenly spoke up, but brought up a rather abrupt topic

Zi Jin, aware of her own guilt, dared not speak and stood quietly to the side. Fortunately, Xiao Zhi Yuan did not offer any explanation either. Occasionally, he would lift his head and glance at Zi Jin, their eyes meeting as if they were children who had committed a misdeed, feeling guilty and evasive in their gaze.

The warmth of her body still lingered in the palm of his hand, yet Xiao Zhiyuan knew that, in her heart, this was merely an accidental occurrence—therefore, he did not allow Tong Jingshan to explain the circumstances, simply because he had foreseen such an outcome long ago

The acquisition has failed, and Shangwei will no longer have the opportunity to surpass Guangke. He noticed her confusion and explained softly, "No matter how many conflicts I have with my elder brother, I would never trade the company for it."

He smiled faintly and said, "If he were confident of victory, he would not persuade me to cooperate with him"

Zi Jin pulled at Fang Yu and said, "I will go back to take a shower first, and I will return in a while"

The headline of the newspaper reported that a landslide in the mountainous area had trapped a tourist bus. Zi Jin hid behind the newspaper, staring at the image for a long time, until the newspaper was suddenly yanked away by Xiao Zhi Yuan.

He then made some rules: "First, hold on."

Zi Jin was taken aback upon seeing such a small cup, yet she had no choice but to say: "Mine."

Zi Jin remained silent, pondering his meaning

Is it your birthday? Zi Jin thought for a moment and asked gently

Zijin fixed his gaze on his expression, his handsome brows furrowed into a knot, likely genuinely angry, with a fierce glint in his eyes

Upon arriving at the small town of Wentang, everyone rushed down, chattering as they distributed rooms and collected keys at the front desk, before dispersing in all directions

As she turned her head, her cheek brushed against the corner of his lips, stirring a gentle feeling within him. He lowered his head and kissed her, saying, "I won't tell you."

Zi Jin let out a sigh of relief, took a small sip of the brown liquid, but suddenly frowned—how could it be so bitter? The Nestlé instant coffee she drank at school was always sweet

"Grandma, I promise you that I will go to university in the future." Zijing stood on tiptoe to wipe away Grandma's tears, her small brows and eyes exceptionally resolute, "You should go to America; otherwise, Uncle will be very sad."

I will be back soon," he comforted her, "You should have the driver take you and Lele home. I will call you later when I return to the hospital.

At the ball adorned with elegant attire and graceful figures, as the enchanting men and women engage in flirtatious whispers, suddenly, the lights go out completely

Dad, go look under the pillow!" Lele said excitedly, "Hurry up!

Oh, she had something come up and went back to the company. Zi Jin stood by the bed to show him the intravenous medication and asked, "Do you want to sleep for a while?"

He held her hand tightly and gently said, "Zijin, at that time I was thinking that I should have met you earlier"

Despite the government's subsidies, the nearly 5,000 yuan tuition fee per year still places a significant burden on Ziqin. She applies for student loans, works part-time, and seeks national scholarships. Occasionally, lying on her dormitory bed, she listens to her roommates talk about the boys who play basketball on campus and the new dresses on sale in the streets, and she cannot help but feel a twinge of envy. However, she cannot spare the energy for romance; she cannot even find the energy to visit her grandmother, who once treated her so kindly.

Fang Jialing played with the tea set, slowly stood up, and smiled: "It must be hard to find this place, right?"

After taking two bites, he suddenly threw the spoon back into the bowl and said in a huff: "I won't eat anymore"

She has been under the care of General Fang at your esteemed company. Upon mentioning Zi Jin, the sharp angles of Xiao Zhiyuan's features suddenly softened a bit

When Xiao Zhiyuan answered the call, he was clearly suppressing his cough. Zi Jin became increasingly annoyed: "Why did you go out again?"

Today is his birthday

The tea artist gracefully lifted a black-glazed tea cup, filled with a greenish tea infusion, slightly tilting her head as she presented it to Xiao Zhiyuan

She, feeling helpless, returned to the ward to call Xiao Zhiyuan

Xiao Zhiyuan could not help but reach out and pull her close. Caught off guard, Zi Jin fell onto his lap. He half-embraced her, resting his forehead against her shoulder blade, murmuring: "Zi Jin, I won't move... just let me hold you for a little while longer"

Xiao Zhiyuan did not refute this. In the tea room, there was a fresh flower placed in the alcove, and at this moment, the petals moved without wind, with delicate light and shadow that could touch the heartstrings. He gently raised his gaze: "It seems that you have already made some private agreements with Guangchang."

Is it about this matter

Has he not offended enough people? There is no need to expend effort to undermine such a person. It is likely that he suffered a setback last time, and this time he will seek revenge.

I inadvertently mentioned this matter to Jing Shan, and she suddenly had an inspiration and even adjusted it into a perfume, just like that

No, it cannot be done," Zi Jin insisted

As he stepped out of the tea room, Xiao Zhiyuan glanced back once more

Xiao Zhiyuan never denied that he was the one who first developed feelings. At that time, he only wanted to treat her well, never imagining that one day she would truly become his wife. However, the barriers between them deepened day by day, and he increasingly concealed his feelings, with everything remaining unspoken.

Are you kidding me? Zi Jin suddenly blushed, forcefully elbowing backward.

He did not state it explicitly, but Xiao Zhiyuan understood it clearly. Shangwei had suffered a defeat in the acquisition matter, with Xiao Zhengping bearing the primary responsibility. Consequently, he could no longer intervene in the affairs of Shangwei Heavy Industry, and naturally, he would benefit from this situation.

"However, later I sent you a message saying that I wanted to refund 160 yuan, that was intentional on my part," Xiao Zhiyuan said with a smile as he took a bite of the snow pear

Xiao Zhiyuan smiled and said, "That sounds very tempting"

What?

He looked up at her from below, pressed his lips together and said, "This is not how one can eat"

He smiled in a way that seemed both genuine and ambiguous, as if implying: "You have no idea how much I care about you"

Before and after marriage, Xiao Zhiyuan always remembered Zi Jin's birthday. Each time, he would give her carefully selected gifts. However, Zi Jin never wore any of those precious necklaces and jewelry. Eventually, she grew impatient with his actions and bluntly said: "Xiao Zhiyuan, I do not like jewelry. If you really think gifts are necessary for my birthday, it would be more practical to give me money instead."

Grandfather suffered a sudden myocardial infarction the day before yesterday and passed away quickly; she didn't even get to see him for the last time. Their son rushed back from the United States and insisted on taking his mother to America.

Xiao Zhiyuan shook his head: "I don't know, let's talk about it after we meet."

He naturally intended to pay the bill. However, Zi Jin quickly interjected, "I have already paid. Mr. Xiao, thank you. Originally, our class planned to make a banner that says 'Helping Others is a Joy' to present to you."

At that moment, someone shouted from a distance: "Sangzi Jin! Class monitor! Where are you?"

The little nurse inexplicably said: "Alright, this time don't touch anything randomly!"

No. His voice remained calm and unperturbed, and after a few light coughs, he continued, "Later, as I grew up, I no longer cared for eating cake."

"Then what about your birthday?" she asked shyly, "I don't think I've ever asked."

Her sister

Father is already well. Has Lele fallen asleep?

"So beautiful." She couldn't help but exclaim softly

He could not help but laugh, and within, he felt a sense of secret joy, as if something had fallen from the sky, and something else had been lost and then regained

As dusk approaches, the last trace of golden sunlight has vanished. The small town, with its black tiles and white walls, and the flowing blue waters, is enveloped in a hue of azure. Each household has lit up its orange lights, and on such a night, warmth embraces the travelers outside

The steam from the tea set enveloped the air, and her aura seemed to be damp as well. Perhaps due to her lingering illness, Xiao Zhiyuan felt, in a daze, that these eyes and this smile were somewhat familiar. He was momentarily taken aback before recalling that this face bore a striking resemblance to Zi Jin.

Fang Tang Ancient Town is approximately a three and a half hour drive from Wencheng. Zi Jin is the class monitor, and she had arranged the chartered bus and accommodation with the travel agency well in advance. Once we set off and got onto the highway, the scenery along the way was exceptional, with vast fields of rapeseed flowers already in full bloom, radiant like the vibrant floral seasons depicted by Van Gogh. A group of young students in the bus naturally filled the air with laughter and joy, making the three and a half hour journey feel utterly effortless.

Upon returning to school, a class meeting was held, and the entire class gathered 400 yuan, entrusting Zi Jin to return the fare. Zi Jin, being young and fearless, made a phone call and arranged a time with Xiao Zhi Yuan.

In the darkness of the night, the handsome duke reached out his hand, only to find nothing beside him, save for the silent wind stirring a curtain.

The tea master returned to his position and began to grind the tea with a finely crafted silver utensil, the gentle sound of clinking and friction making the small room even more tranquil

In a moment of daze, she saw Xiao Zhiyuan carefully folding the drawing paper, standing up, and slowly, slowly embracing her, his voice low and hoarse: "Thank you, Zijing ... ... "

Too much!" Zi Jin laughed and ran away, "A subtle scent is more pleasant.

Had he known her earlier, he would have loved her well, and perhaps there would not have been such a melodramatic misunderstanding and scheming later on, and they would not have arrived at this point today

The power is out!" Someone shouted, and soon many voices began to repeat, "Wow, the power is out!"

He coughed heavily

Lele turned around, remaining silent, with a pitiful little appearance, blinking her eyes while looking at her mother

She anxiously glanced at the price list and found that the cheapest item was the espresso, priced at only 18 yuan, and said: "I would like another cup of espresso."

She looked up at him, having always thought that when the money was transferred over, he would only feel relieved and that it would save him trouble, yet she did not know that he actually thought this way

He turned to Chen Pan only after watching her figure leave, asking, "How is it?"

Her voice was very low, and because she deliberately lowered her gaze, he could only see her long, slightly trembling eyelashes and the dense shadow cast by her eyelids.

The volume of the television is turned down to the minimum, and an advertisement is inserted right in the gap of the news.

What happened

Wen Tang Town is not widely known and has never been selected for titles such as "China's Top Ten Most Beautiful Ancient Towns". It does not attract large crowds of tourists, yet it boasts the most beautiful terraced fields and rapeseed flowers in the south. The ancient town also features well-preserved architectural complexes from the Ming and Qing dynasties, making it a preferred destination for many art students from various schools to gather inspiration.

Do I need to pay extra? Zi Jin hesitated a little

Zijin is well-known for her good relationships in the class, and she does not have any preferences for the rooms. After everyone else has made their selections, she and Fang Yu took the remaining key and entered the room

"Why did you help us back then?" Zi Jin lowered her head and began to peel a snow pear for him. The pear was not very large; she held the Swiss Army knife, turning it round and round, the greenish-yellow skin unbroken, forming a long continuous strip.

Zijin was hiding in a small room, listening to the sounds of argument outside

"Zijin, do you still remember when I asked you about your birthday?" He smiled gently and tenderly held her hand in return

Zijin could not help but let out a small sneeze as she returned to her seat.

Lost in thought, I heard a beep from my phone, indicating the arrival of a text message: "Classmate Sang, the fare is only 240. Are you free tomorrow afternoon? I need to return the money to you."

Fang Yu leaned against the stone bridge railing, still feeling a lingering fear: "Just now, someone rushed over and bumped into me."

The little girl did not speak, but merely looked at the two elderly people with timid eyes, resembling a shy kitten.

Before her words had finished, she felt a slight tightening around her waist, and he unexpectedly stood up, embracing her from behind

Oh, right. "Zi Jin" felt a bit embarrassed and quickly said, "I am Sang Zi Jin."

As soon as she turned around, she rushed back into the rain. Xiao Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, signaling the driver to follow and deliver the umbrella to her

In the darkness of the night, his eyes shone brilliantly, truly bursting with brilliance. Zi Jin watched this with her eyes, and suddenly felt an inexplicable pang in her heart. She bit her lip desperately, trying to conceal her innermost thoughts from him, yet he averted his gaze, as if at that moment, words were no longer needed to express what was felt.

is.

It was rare for her to see Xiao Zhiyuan with his head lowered and silent, which made her unable to help but laugh, so she simply crossed her arms and watched the show from the side. Upon seeing her, Xiao Zhiyuan looked as if he had found a lifeline: "Zijin, I am hungry"

Zi Jin was taken aback, placing the thermos on the table, and naturally aligned herself with the young nurse: "Xiao Zhiyuan, you sneaked out without saying a word, and now you've come back with a fever! At this rate, by the time my annual leave is over, you still won't be well!"

She had always been unaware that on that night, when she first confided her innermost thoughts, the one listening was Xiao Zhiyuan

Xiao Zhiyuan was finally awakened. He raised his head, under the orange light, such a large man, with sharp features and piercing eyes, and even his eye sockets appeared suspiciously red. He took a deep breath, and after a long while, he smiled and responded to his daughter: "... Thank you, darling"

Xiao Zhiyuan's brows relaxed as he said, "No need."

She is an extremely young girl, with long hair styled up at the back, revealing a smooth and full forehead. Her eyes are distinctly black and white, particularly lively. Upon noticing Xiao Zhiyuan gazing at her, she smiled lightly, revealing her sharp little tiger teeth, sweet and charming

"Dad, did you see the painting?" Lele repeated once more, "Today is your birthday, happy birthday!"

This posture resembles dependence, yet also conveys a sense of reluctance

Xiao Zhiyuan listened and then instructed the driver: "Isn't our inspection team still in the town of Fulin ahead?"

"Then it can be drunk." Xiao Zhiyuan placed the teacup back on the table and smiled slightly

In the small room, Indian sandalwood was burning, and the tea master was adding charcoal while kneeling. Despite hearing the commotion at the door, he did not lift his head and instead offered a small white porcelain cup to the man sitting there before stepping back and standing respectfully to the side.

The silence was ultimately broken by the sound of Xiao Zhiyuan's mobile phone.

He looked at her in astonishment. The old master doted on his eldest son, she knew that. But what she didn't know was that it had reached such an extreme: "Have you never celebrated your birthday since you were a child?"

My vision finally adapted to the darkness of this moment. Zi Jin could hear a boy next to him asking for a girl's phone number... The youthful spring and restlessness spread in this quiet ancient town, but she felt peaceful.

Actually, Zijin had planned to stay overnight in the hospital, but considering that the patient was quite uncooperative on the first day of hospitalization, she pulled up a chair and sat down by his bed, tilting her head and looking at him with a pair of bright and clear eyes, saying, "Unless you go to bed early."

They walked on the stone bridge. Zijin stopped her steps. At this moment, Wentang seemed to be a chivalrous man in ancient times, with a green robe and a heroic spirit. She concealed the sharpness of her sword, which she usually held in her hand. Holding a bamboo scroll, she read by the lamp at night. The corners of her eyes and eyebrows were filled with a touch of tranquility and warmth.

It's her - Night · Moment.

That day, we arranged to meet at the coffee shop. Zijin stood in front of the counter for a long time, feeling that everything on the price list was expensive. It was hard to understand why a small drink would cost twenty or thirty dollars. Xiao Zhiyuan hadn't arrived yet. It wouldn't be right for them to owe him a favor, so should he be the one treating? After looking for a long time, Zijin ordered a cup of vanilla latte.

"Aren't you going to serve Mr. Xiao a cup of tea?" Fang Jialing淡淡 instructed the tea master, then said to Xiao Zhiyuan, "This tea master was specially invited from Japan, and his skills are quite good"

With no village in front and no shop behind, the car could not be repaired in a short time. As the sky began to darken, the students grew anxious. Fortunately, they encountered another passing vehicle.

He pursed his lips, looking at her like a child: "... ... Will you stay here with me tonight?"

However, later, Zijing realized that time and the affairs of the world had always been stingy towards her

About five or six years ago, when Zijing was in university, the class organized an outing for a spring excursion, and everyone unanimously agreed to go to Wentang to see the rapeseed flowers on the weekend. The day before, everything went well, but on the day of their return, it rained, and due to heavy fog, the highway was closed. The driver then took them onto another road. As a result, the bus broke down on the way.

Xiao Zhiyuan reached out and touched her hair, with an affectionate and gentle gesture, but with a hint of melancholy and self-mockery when he spoke: "It's okay, sometimes I realize that there's really very little I can do for you... a little more money, perhaps, could bring you more security."

They prepared a very cozy room for Zijing, filled with books that children of her age enjoy in the bookshelf, and kindly told her that from now on, she would live here and could call them grandpa and grandma

Xiao Zhiyuan frowned and asked, "Who did this?"

Following the faint light of the mobile phone, I found Fang Yu. Just then, the lights on both sides of the river slowly lit up, one by one. The warm orange light made everyone's expressions look exceptionally vivid.

Dad, are you in bed?

As there were still people in the ward, Zijin felt embarrassed to say anything more. He opened the insulated bucket and served him porridge. Due to anger, his movements were a bit heavy. Finally, he placed the bowl in front of him and looked at him coldly.

That night, Zijin tossed and turned in bed, while Fang Yu, on the upper bunk, turned over and muttered in her sleep. Zijin couldn't sleep, only hearing her heart beating like a drum. Was it because of that small cup of espresso? She drank it all, frowning so as not to waste it, but little did she know it would keep her awake with excitement...

Mr. Xiao is a sentimental person. Fang Jialing said ambiguously, "Indeed, it is rare."

The last ray of sunlight in the city shines in, softening and beautifying her facial features, making her eyebrows and eyes so exquisite and clear. Xiao Zhiyuan greedily gazes at her over and over again, until she becomes slightly annoyed, saying, "Are you going to eat or not?"

These two brothers, it is obvious that he is more outstanding and low-key than Xiao Zhengping...? What is the reason behind it?

How about you take me to that noodle shop next time? Xiao Zhiyuan finalized it with her, a hint of triumphant smile in his eyes.

The child felt a little itchy and gently avoided saying, "You're not speaking properly, I'll push you!"

She scooped up a spoonful of porridge with a spoon and brought it to his lips, smilingly asking, "Is this okay?"

The nurse came over to remove his needle, changed his bandage, and then scolded him severely.

She put her daughter on the sofa, covered her with a blanket, and heard Xiao Zhiyuan ask, "Did Jing Shan leave?"

Xiao Zhiyuan gestured for him to come in. Zi Jin gave him the spot next to the bed and whispered, "You guys talk. I'll take Lele to the inner room to sleep."

Xiao Zhiyuan glanced at her, with a calm expression: "It's been so long, do you still remember?"

In fact, they were quite pitiable at that time, and a few girls even cried. Zi Jin reminisced about the past, a slight smile playing on her lips. She paused her actions and tilted her head to look at him: "Isn't it because of me?"

Perhaps it's because of the silent darkness around, the distance between people miraculously disappeared.

However, this time, Xiao Zhiyuan's expression of pain was truly not feigned; the needle had been misaligned, causing a swelling on the back of his hand the size of a pigeon egg

What she can do is simply to persevere, to consistently be good to her friends, and to strive to become a better version of herself—this is the greatest reward

I have always wanted to tell you that the amount is somewhat astonishing said Zi Jin hesitantly I was just joking with you

Good night, Dad

The small vehicle stopped and asked the driver if assistance was needed

Zi Jin was slightly taken aback, but soon understood Fang Jialing's meaning: "He wants to help you deal with your elder brother? Have you agreed?"

"Who allowed you to watch television?" Zijing has always strictly limited her daughter's television time

Chen Pan was taken aback for a moment, then sneered: "He must think he has the victory in his grasp"

Oh? Why not just give it to you? Zi Jin pondered for a moment. The last time, Xiao Mingming, who was photographed going out overnight with him, what was it? "How beautiful? More beautiful than He Songwen?"

Grandmother held her tightly, murmuring, "How has this child grown so thin?"

He casually held the newspaper and asked, "What news have you been reading for so long?"

When he lowered his head, he saw the intravenous drip band on his waist. She dared not move, only saying, "Let go."

The little guy hung up the phone, and a monotonous beep came from the receiver. However, he didn't hang up, as if he was detached from the situation, just staring blankly at the childish crayon drawing.

That night, Zijin quietly entered Grandma's room and said very obediently, "Grandma, why don't you go to the United States? I will go back and study hard, and in the future, I will come to the United States to see you, okay?"

She turned her head and looked at her younger sister, smiling and saying, "It's great, I found you."

The child stood still, feeling as if he were frozen like a bronze pillar.

She found the nurse, who also helplessly said, "The doctor specially approved his departure."

The child blushed slightly, took the handkerchief, but did not rush to wipe it, and still earnestly explained the situation.

Xiao Zhiyuan carefully opened it and it turned out to be a crayon drawing.

He couldn't help but burst into laughter with a sneer.

At this moment, in such tranquility, only the summer breeze flows silently, making it difficult for both brush and camera to capture this quiet moment.

Enthusiastic netizens. Chen Pan chuckled, "It's gone viral on the internet."

She instinctively took a step back, realizing that she had mistaken someone. The person next to her was forced to listen to her troubles, and must have felt very frustrated. She quickly said, "I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else." Then, without looking back, she ran in the direction of that voice.

At that time, she didn't know who he was or what he was busy with, she just felt that doing so was the right thing to do.

"The genius is worried about you!" Zi Jin helplessly hung up the phone, and when he turned around, Lele was sitting on the sofa directly facing the TV, completely absorbed in watching TV.

Don't blame yourself, Dad! Zi Jin held his hand and whispered, "You were just a child at that time. Your mother... she loved you so much and didn't want you to blame yourself."

Also... Turning back fiercely, Zi asked, "Do you already have a way to deal with it?"

Tsk tsk, I finally figured it out. She is your Achilles' heel, untouchable by others. Chen Pan joked, but fell silent after seeing the boss's expression.

Placed the hands-free device on the edge of the table, but it was the cheerful voice of Lele: "Dad, are you feeling better now?"

Just as the secretary called, Xiao Zhiyuan answered and responded with a sound. Not knowing what the other party said, he remained silent for a while before saying lightly, "Okay. Arrange a time with him."

I'm here. Xiao Zhiyuan hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I just finished the infusion and left, and I don't have a fever anymore."

She let out an "ah," and that was indeed Fang Yu's voice

子矜 still remembers the tone in which her sister said that sentence, so gentle and so fulfilling. Because in this world, she only has this one sister. She raised the corner of her mouth, extended her elbow to touch her companion and said, "Later, my sister wanted to give me money, but I didn't take it—I don't want her to think that I'm living in difficulty. She seemed a little unhappy—hey, do you think she might be angry?"

This sentence is so soft and sincere, suddenly, it feels like a heavy blow to the heart of the listener.

He probably noticed Xiao Zhiyuan's displeasure and explained, "If I hadn't recognized my sister-in-law's car, I would never have thought that the person above was you. Honestly, I've never seen you so impulsive before. What happened to that kid?"

Xiao Zhiyuan held it in his hand, but did not rush to sign, as if he was thinking: "Fang Jialing invited me to meet."

The boss took out his homemade osmanthus wine, which had a low alcohol content but was fragrant, sweet, and mellow. The dishes served were also home-style stir-fries, fresh ferns, and self-pickled bamboo shoots with shredded meat. The restaurant was situated facing the clear and jade-like stream of the small town, with a cool breeze blowing under the shade of green trees, presenting a beautiful scenery.

At that time, Xiao Zhiyuan had just graduated and entered Shangwei to work, in charge of the group's newly launched tourism and vacation projects. She remembers him wearing a white polo shirt, with a healthy wheat-colored skin, short hair, and deep-set facial features and eyes. Because she was anxious, she inevitably spoke quickly. He looked at her quietly and suddenly laughed, handing her a handkerchief and saying, "Your hair is all wet, wipe it first."

After class that day, she unexpectedly received a phone call. She hurried to the school gate and saw a black and nimble sports car. A young girl about her age was standing beside the car, wearing a black windbreaker. The belt of the windbreaker was casually tied in a knot, accentuating her slender waist. Unlike the girlish makeup that she wore, the young girl had delicate makeup on her small face, and there were tears glistening in the corners of her eyes.

At that time, did you know everything about me?" Zi Jin raised her head, looking at Xiao Zhiyuan with clear eyes. Even if Tong Jingshan told her about the "unfortunate coincidence" at that time, she still found it unbelievable.

After chatting for a long time, Zijin finally checked the time and said, "I have to go back to school now. The dormitory will close at ten o'clock." While speaking, she kept staring at the latte in front of her, which she had hardly touched. So, he felt sorry for the thirty yuan spent on it.

That's being obedient. Zi Jin leaned over and flicked his index finger on his forehead.

Xiao Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment.

Yes. Xiao Zhiyuan coughed and said, "If you're looking to discuss Guangchang with me, I'm afraid Mr. Fang has found the wrong person. My eldest brother has been handling this matter all along."

A birthday cake drawn by Lele, with a few crooked candles on top. The drawing is not very good, but the little girl is loudly saying on the phone, "Dad, happy birthday!"

Mr. Fang, when I was studying, my performance in liberal arts was extremely poor. Later, I chose to study engineering. Honestly, I can't understand the eloquent way of speaking. He smiled ambiguously, took another big sip of water, and turned to the tea artist, asking, "Was this water boiled?"

I can help Mr. Xiao. Fang Jialing calmly took off his glasses and rubbed his forehead. "As long as Mr. Xiao agrees to give up, we might as well cooperate well for mutual benefit."

This past week, I have had very little time to accompany my daughter to sleep. She looks at me with some guilt, and my heart softens. "Okay, after we finish this episode, we'll go home."

All the classmates in the class know that Zijin's family conditions are not very good. Fang Yu has always been sharp-tongued but kind-hearted, so she didn't get angry. She just pursed her lips and deliberately said, "You finally got a scholarship of 3,000 yuan. I dare not eat it all at once."

The child carefully cut the pear into small pieces and put them in a fruit bowl, finding it amusing.

The tea artist remained kneeling in the distance, her fair wrist slightly raised, tending to the cherry blossom charcoal fire. In the interplay of light and shadow, with her head lowered and eyes cast down, she exuded an indescribable gentle beauty

"That person is you?" Zi Jin repeated, "On the night of the power outage, that person is you?"

Fang Jialing, still wearing gold-rimmed glasses, sat gracefully and said with a smile, "I heard that President Xiao has been feeling unwell recently, and your brother has been managing the company's affairs?"

He did not deny, focused on looking at her, and held her trembling hand tightly: "Yes, I had already known you, Sang Zi Jin, before the car broke down."

The designated tea house is called "At Home Zen," located in the most bustling commercial area of Wencheng. As it is situated on a pedestrian street, vehicles cannot enter. Xiao Zhiyuan got out of the car, navigated through the throngs of people, and turned into a rather inconspicuous alley before finally finding the low entrance.

She couldn't help but gently pry his hand apart, get down from his lap, squat on the ground, and slightly raise her head to meet his gaze: "Xiao Zhiyuan, I have never understood why... your father prefers your elder brother more?"

Xiao Zhiyuan put down the newspaper, his gaze gentle: "Not really, I just feel that this child is quite serious and quite determined."

He introduced a beautiful woman to me. He was smiling but not really.

University students have limited financial means, and the conditions of rooms costing several dozen yuan are indeed not very good. The rooms they live in face west, receiving no sunlight, the bedding is somewhat damp, there are even mold spots on the walls, and the television has a lot of static noise.

Eat and drink your fill, and finally someone took out a deck of cards and said, "Shall we play cards tonight?"

"That was when I was young," Xiao Zhiyuan said with a smile. "Because we could only have cake once a year, we cherished it all the more. A small piece, we always hesitated to finish it."

She was full of suspicion and uncertainty, while he was so clear - he just didn't finish that sentence - he wanted to thank her, bring himself some joy, and a complete home.

Their breathing was so calm, and he just rested his forehead on her shoulder. In the ward, only one wall lamp was on, and the two of them cuddled together. The wonderful light and shadow overlapped, and finally converged into a single silhouette.

For tourists in the ancient town, a power outage at night is truly rare. Many people rush out of their hotels, stand on the stone bridge, turn on their phone flashlights, and start to search for their companions unsteadily.

As Xiao Zhiyuan has just returned from abroad and is not very familiar with everything here, the conversation naturally turned to the delicacies of Wencheng Street.

Her face was so close to him that he could see the slight movement of her nostrils, feel her gentle breath, and... the faint dimple that appeared on her cheek.

After more than two years, Zijin can finally stop eating the scheduled nutritious meals in the welfare institution. Her grandmother's cooking skills are excellent, and she uses various methods to nourish her body, which has helped her grow taller. Her grandfather is a retired math professor who teaches her Go and math problems. From being introverted to outgoing, Zijin truly regards the elderly couple as her own family.

Seeing my sister again, Zijin was extremely happy in her heart. She never mentioned her difficult life, shaking her head and saying, "Of course not, sister. I'm doing well now. When I graduate, I also want to earn money to support myself like you."

There was no fluctuation in Zi Jin's tone as he said, "I see."

Suddenly, one by one, the lights went out - the ink painting scroll lost its illumination, dimming in the silence.

An elderly couple are both professors at a university. Their son went to the United States to start a family and career, and rarely comes back home for several years. Feeling lonely at home, they discussed and decided to do some good deeds by adopting a child from an orphanage.

Who is that person next to him?

Zi Jingen grew up in an orphanage with her older sister, Sang Ziman. Ziman was two years older and much more outgoing than her introverted younger sister. It was only natural for someone to choose the lively and musical sister for adoption. Despite the orphanage staff's efforts to persuade them, the family insisted on taking only the older sister with them.

Her friends around her did not respond. Zijin felt a little grateful in her heart. At this moment, she just wanted to pour out her heart, regardless of what Fangyu would say. Perhaps it would discourage her from having the courage to finish speaking.

Xiao Zhiyuan remained silent, but tightened his grip a little more, resting his chin against her neck, his scorching breath falling on her skin.

He paused for a moment, looking at her clear black and white eyes, unsure if the little girl was joking with him. Finally, he relaxed and burst into laughter.

He glanced at the caller ID and was somewhat surprised: "It's a call from home."

After a short nap, Zi Jinguo woke up, only to find that Xiao Zhiyuan was no longer in the hospital room.

Even though she was slow, she finally noticed something different. At that moment, she dared not move recklessly and only asked softly, "What exactly happened to you?"

How could I forget? Zi Jin pushed her hair back behind her ear and smiled slightly. "If it weren't for you, our whole class would have been trapped on that mountain road and unable to return."

"Still pretending!" Zi Jin no longer paid attention to his painful expression, wishing to step on him as well.

After a moment of hesitation, fortunately, her only trace still remained in the air. Following the subtle scent like a thread, the Duke found the girl hiding behind the mask.

Fang Jialing stretched out his hand and interrupted her.

She turned her face quietly and said, "Xiao Zhiyuan, haven't you seen me earlier?"

When the little nurse left, he could only use his left hand to scoop up a spoonful of food and put it near his mouth. During the process, some of the food dripped down and stuck to the table and his pants.

Subsequently, Zijin sat down beside his bed and picked up a newspaper nearby, saying, "Nothing much has happened. You should rest, and I'll read the newspaper for a while."

When Zijun returned to the hospital, Xiao Zhiyuan was sitting by the window. The young nurse was bending down to insert the needle for his intravenous drip, admonishing him without mercy: "You're sick and on the first day of hospitalization, you went out twice. Look, your body temperature is fluctuating again!"

No major issues. Chen Pan casually ate a piece of pear, "I will have the agreement sent over after you finish talking, and they all agree to sign it."

Xiao Zhiyuan walked slowly, reached out to shake hands with him, and smiled without a word: "The hard-to-find places are the ones worth visiting."

He still doesn't know anything, but he is desperately organizing the shareholders' meeting. Chen Pan sneered, "The letters were sent out, but not even half of them were returned. Oh, by the way, these days, the photos of him and that little model have been exposed, and they are very explicit. It's estimated that he is even more stressed now."

Xiao Zhiyuan did not answer, drank it all in one gulp, stood up and said, "It's almost done, I have to go back to the hospital. Thank you, Mr. Fang, for your hospitality."

It's nothing. Suddenly, I remembered our first meeting," Zijin looked at the stranded bus and the anxious expressions of the tourists, smiled slightly, "I was really grateful to you back then."

"Ice cream?" Zi Jin pondered for a moment before responding.

Where is my eldest brother?

However, he remained calm and composed, as if he hadn't understood a word, and simply smiled and said, "Since I am not responsible for this project, it's hard to say who will win or lose."

Then you can go hungry. Zi Jin stood up calmly and started to clean up the bowls and spoons.

He finally accepted her earnest gaze.

Yes, it has been about half an hour since then.

In his eyes, there seemed to be a peculiar radiance. He murmured and repeated softly, "Sangzi Jinguo..."

Dad, I love you very much!

Xiao Zhiyuan's gaze swept over her slender wrist and finally settled on her face.

No need, Chen Pan will come over in a moment.Xiao Zhiyuan frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

After swallowing the first mouthful, then the second... He unknowingly finished the whole bowl of porridge. With satisfaction, Zijin tidied up the bowl and spoon, turned around and said, "There is also a serving of crystal sugar snow pear, I'll go serve it."

The child's collar was completely unaware: "Okay!"

He kept smiling as he watched her, seeing her carrying a light yellow school bag and a pair of old but very clean sneakers, and asked, "Is class starting?"

Chen Pan pulled up that video on his phone and handed it to Xiao Zhiyuan.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yu still had no response. Zi Jin felt a bit embarrassed: "Is it because what I said was not interesting enough that you fell asleep while standing?" She couldn't help but turn her head and open her eyes to discern the expression of the person next to her.

She suddenly became more energetic and quickly replied, "Okay."

Unintentionally. The two seemed to be discussing unimportant topics, and then lightly passed over them. Just as Chen Pan knocked on the door and said, "Mr. Xiao."

Zi Jiong stood aside, gently covering his mouth. No wonder he was acting so unusually today...

Xiao Zhiyuan, however, noticed it and found a towel for her, saying "Wipe it off."

Frankly speaking, I won't beat around the bush since you're straightforward. Fang Jialing's lips were straight, and his eyes showed a hint of approval. "If I may speak frankly, Mr. Xiao, your chances of acquiring Guangchang are not great."

On the way, we casually chatted about school majors, and soon arrived at our destination, Fulin Town. Xiao Zhiyuan made a phone call and found that the bus used by the experts to inspect the ancient town tourism resources in the Fulin area was indeed idle. He then instructed the driver to take the college students back to school. Before getting on the bus, Zi Jin found Xiao Zhiyuan and said, "Could you leave me a phone number?"

Who does Mr. Xiao think she resembles?

Almost. Xiao Zhiyuan's voice sounded lazy, and it was unclear whether it was joy or anger.

No, it's not when my older brother's birthday is. He looked up, his voice faintly said, "Dad never celebrates my birthday, only once a year. I eagerly wait, hoping for my older brother's birthday cake."

He casually flipped through the newspaper and chuckled, saying, "Look at you guys, so pitiful."

Later, she still returned to the welfare institution, and after stumbling through middle and high school, she finally passed the college entrance examination.

Lele woke up suddenly, murmuring "Daddy" in his mouth. When he opened his eyes and saw Zijin, he sweetly turned over and went back to sleep.

Xiao Zhiyuan explained the matter of the margin to her. Zi Jin frowned and asked, "What should we do? Won't Fang Jialing have a sure win?"

Alright, stop complaining. There must always be someone living here! Zijin hugged her affectionately and said, "I'll treat you to a meal later!"

The son looked at the father and daughter with a hint of amusement, then stooped down to pick up the daughter.

Xiao Zhiyuan gave Zi Jin a meaningful look, indicating her to go and see what was under the pillow.

The child frowned and said, "Aren't you the one who hates eating sweets the most?"

Time and worldly affairs, in the eyes of Sang Zi, have always been stingy.

By the way, I only found out about Miss Sang's relationship with you a few days ago," Fang Jialing casually mentioned.

Grandma held her in her arms, tears moistening the little girl's braids, repeatedly saying: "If I let you go back, your grandpa will blame me! He said he wants to cultivate you to go to college and pursue a doctor's degree in the future..."

The child lowered his head and continued to peel the pear, saying, "Did you mock me in your heart when I insisted on giving you the fare later?"

He glanced at her, touched by the smile at the corner of her lips. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, but he casually turned his gaze away, saying, "Are you overthinking? Back then, you were just a young girl. Did you really think I fell in love at first sight?"

子矜 entered the number on his own mobile phone: "We will refund the cost to you later."

He tilted his head to the side, and his thin lips brushed past her ear before finally stopping at her temple. He murmured with a smile, "What do you think?"

Xiao Zhiyuan! What official business could be more important than your own health?

Deserved it! "Zi Jingu muttered quietly.

No, it's a cake. Xiao Zhiyuan smiled, and the hand around her waist exerted a slight force, pulling her closer to himself.

As Zi Jin walked over, she reached out and unexpectedly touched a piece of paper. She took it out and handed it to Xiao Zhiyuan.

She hesitated and placed her hand on the back of his hand, feeling the gauze and needle tube with her palm, rough and hard: "What's wrong with you? How did the meeting with Fang Jialing go today?"

That was the first time she saw Xiao Zhiyuan.

Xiao Zhiyuan slightly lowered his head, concealing the smile in his eyes. He turned and called the waiter, "Excuse me, can I have another cup of warm water here, please?"

So on her birthday that year, and every year after that, Zi Jin would receive text messages on her phone notifying her of large sums of money transferred to her account, with amounts so large that she had to count the trailing zeros several times.

Xiao Zhiyuan pressed his chest, coughed softly a few times, and said with a smile, "Good."

Subsequently, Zijin saw it for the first time, but that feeling was strangely familiar.

This is the transportation fee for all the students in our class. Zi Jin quickly took out the money and put it in an envelope, four brand new, clean, and crisp red banknotes.

"Sir, this is for washing tea." The tea artist blurted out.

Chen Pan reluctantly agreed with a hint of reluctance, and for some reason, he smiled widely and said, "Mr. Xiao, have you seen that video online?"

Mr. Xiao can consider it carefully when he goes back. Mr. Fang has a plan in mind, "The formal bidding will be two weeks later—so, before that, you can contact me at any time."

Okay, don't take pleasure in other's misfortune. Xiao Zhiyuan rubbed his forehead, "When you turn around, give the order. Whether to help suppress it or not, regardless of his face, you also have to consider my nephew's sake."

Ziman hugged Zijin tightly and said, "I finally found you."

My mother has always been in poor health. After she became pregnant with me, the doctor warned her that this pregnancy would be very risky. My father kept urging her to give up, saying that having an older brother was enough. But my mother disagreed and insisted on giving birth to me. Just a few days after I was born, she passed away. He looked up and narrated calmly, "Afterwards, my father was always unhappy on every one of my birthdays. During those days, I even hid in my room, afraid to go out, always feeling guilty for causing my mother's... ..."

After paying, Zijin turned around and greeted him, "Mr. Xiao, over here."

Upon returning to the hospital room, Zi Jin found that Lele had taken up most of the bed and was sleeping soundly. Xiao Zhiyuan was protecting the little one with one hand, careful not to let her fall, while he himself was squeezed to the side.

方嘉陵 does not give a definite answer: "Let's not talk about this - Mr. Xiao, if I were you, I would simply give up on this project, it would be a good opportunity for myself."

Subtlely raising his eyebrows, Zijin Wei withdrew his hand with a faint gesture.

A burst of cheers erupted on the stone bridge, the phone is ringing!

It turned out to be an advertisement for Tong Jing Shan perfume.

After Zijin finished bathing, Fangyu was holding a perfume bottle and spraying it around the room, while complaining, "There's a strong musty smell."

Rest assured, if you fall, I will jump down and rescue you.

Xiao Zhiyuan tapped his fingers lightly on his knee, then suddenly stretched out his arm and picked up a cup of warm water from the table. The surface of the water gently swayed on his slender fingertips. He gazed at it for a moment, then tilted his head back and took a big sip without any hesitation.

Some things that are kept in one's heart for too long will always feel suffocating. Suddenly, she really wanted to say something to her friend.

As soon as I turned around, Xiao Zhiyuan came in. He probably rushed over after work, still wearing a shirt and trousers, making his tall figure even more prominent.

Mother, that child is not related to us, but we really like her. We just send her some money every year...

Sang Zijin, can't you pick a better room for yourself? Fang Yu complained, "Seriously, it's too damp here."

It was pouring rain, the sound was noisy, the picture quality was not clear, only four or five people standing together could be seen, including a traffic policeman. One of them walked towards the ordinary Volkswagen, started the car, and crashed into the rear of the Porsche. Fortunately, the license plate was hidden, and the culprit could not be identified. Xiao Zhiyuan frowned and asked, "Who took the picture?"

The car cannot be fixed for sure, the driver of the small car sympathetically said, "I will go and ask our manager to see if there is any way."

After a long pause, he finally said, "He advised me to give up the acquisition."

The small inn also did not have a hairdryer, so Zijin went out with her hair loose, along with Fang Yu.

Zi Jinguo, when I was taken away years ago and left you alone there, do you hate me?

Family members are also like this! The patient is not sensible, you should also advise them a bit! The young nurse saw Zijin and became even more severe, "Now the fever has risen to 38.5."

Xiao Zhiyuan paused for a moment and said softly, "Do you know?"

He paused for a moment, and his smile became even stronger: "Good."

Although Zi Jin grew up in the welfare institution, the aunties there would hold a collective birthday party for them every year. However, for someone like Xiao Zhiyuan who was born into a wealthy family, nobody remembers his birthday. She really feels sorry for him.

As Zijin was the class monitor, he went along with them.

After pushing open the mottled wooden door, it truly surprises people - the so-called sudden enlightenment. In the courtyard, there are several clumps of green bamboo, and a winding water corridor. Large, colorful koi fish glide through the clear water. Passing through the water corridor, the house is made of thatched grass, seemingly hastily constructed, but with great effort, clever skylights are opened on the roof. Soft light gently pours in, stepping on the shadows on the ground, silently swaying, truly a peaceful place amidst the hustle and bustle. Passing through the water corridor, the house is made of thatched grass, seemingly hastily constructed, but with great effort, clever skylights are opened on the roof. Soft light gently pours in, stepping on the shadows on the ground, silently swaying, truly a peaceful place amidst the hustle and bustle.

... ... The old man has passed away. If I go abroad again, what should Zijin do?

Sang Zijin, who received a positive response, replied in a very petty manner, "Well then, forget it."

"Would you like to add cream, miss?" the polite waiter asked.

If they had not met on the road, Xiao Zhiyuan would have thought it was just an interesting episode in life. However, he did not expect that the next day, when he rushed to an ancient town ahead, he saw a broken-down bus on the way and inexplicably asked the driver to stop the car.

Sang Ziman is now renamed Xia Ziman. The family who adopted her treated her well all these years. After graduating from university, she returned to Wencheng to work and also made efforts to find her long-lost sister.

Zi Jingu looked back hesitantly and glanced through the dense crowd of students. The spot where someone had been standing was already empty. Perhaps it was really an art student from another school? This was also good, avoiding the awkwardness between acquaintances. Zi Jingu held Fang Yu's hand and walked to the other side to meet up with the rest of the group, completely putting this matter out of mind.

He nodded lightly and said, "You should go and rest for a while too."

With a stern expression, the child turned off the TV and pouted, "Mommy, you haven't told me a story in a long time."

Until today, he vividly remembers every detail. He unintentionally wandered to the dark riverside, heard her gentle voice, and smelled the pleasant, unique scent of a young girl, carrying a warm orange fragrance. In the evening breeze of summer, it clearly reached the depths of his heart.

At that time, he had a strange impulse to embrace this strong little girl in the way of a father or brother, but he was afraid of interrupting her. So he listened in silence. In the end, her companion called her to leave. He only heard that name, vaguely "Sang Zijin".

Lele turned over on the sofa behind her and made a smacking sound in her sleep, just like her father.

Xiao Zhiyuan sat down across from her, and the waiter brought two cups of coffee: "Who ordered the espresso?"

I love you too, baby. He said softly, his voice trembling slightly.

However, even Lele knows his birthday, but she doesn't.

Ah?!" Zi was astonished.

Zi Jingu has never used perfume before. He sniffed the air hard and said, "It smells good."

He has handsome eyebrows and well-defined eyes, and he smiles lazily and casually without asking why: "Okay."

"It's nothing." Xiao Zhiyuan said casually, "He scolded Zijing a few words."

She still remembers that afternoon. After returning from the summer camp organized by the school, she saw several middle-aged people sitting in the house with gloomy expressions.

At first glance, she knew that this was her older sister.

Subsequently, Zijin and his classmates joined purely for fun, played around all day, and finally went to a small hotel for dinner. As the small hotel could not accommodate more than thirty people, the boys moved two large tables to the entrance.

Fang Jialing?

He said to her as she put her phone back in her pocket, "Won't you call me back?"

Little girl, how about this? You come with me to Fulin Town in front. We have a parked bus there. When you arrive, you and the driver can come back together to pick up your classmates and return to school.

Volkswagen collides with Porsche!

Upon hearing this, Zi Jin let out a sigh and quickly realized, "Has Shang Wei encountered trouble? Is everything not going smoothly?"

After a moment of silence, Zijin seemed to have not heard his words and only turned on the TV.

Let's go together. Fang Yu also stood up, "It's so hot today. I just went hiking, and my T-shirt is completely soaked."

Xiao Zhiyuan's voice on the phone still carried a smile as he said, "Your boss asked to meet me, I had no choice."

Actually, she couldn't think of any better words to comfort him, so she could only remain silent, tightly gripping his hand, as if hoping to convey layers of warmth to his heart.

Xiao Zhiyuan was startled and asked, "Where did you see it?"

Xiao Zhiyuan lowered his gaze. This matter, he had never mentioned it to anyone.