Chapter 5, Aurora, please forget me

Meng Xiyue turned over his hand and gently kissed his palm: "Do not engage in those foolish acts anymore"

If she is not the one he truly cherishes, he regards the other charming women with indifference

Su San was momentarily taken aback, but then a smile blossomed on his face, spreading uncontrollably, making it hard for him to close his mouth. He looked at Meng Xiyue in disbelief, his eyes filled with urgency, as if he were asking her repeatedly: Is it true? Is it true? Is it true?

The bone-chilling icy water surged in without warning, causing Meng Xiyue to shiver. In a flurry, she tried to grab onto something, but was held back by Su San, who said, "Don't move!"

Before he could respond, Su San had already understood the answer. The sled was passing over a crack in the ice, and just as luck would have it, the crack suddenly broke apart after the last dog had passed.

There are no flowers

In previous years, she was always so busy at the end of the year that she could hardly catch her breath, but this year she wrapped things up early, sending Assistant Liu over with the advertisement film that required her final approval to take home and watch. Su San asked mysteriously, "Is there a holiday?"

Su San approached with a smile and said: "I do not enjoy watching a group of women fight desperately over a man; I prefer to see you fight fiercely for me against others"

A single sentence nearly caused Su San to lose her footing in fear

Meng Xiyue understood Su Wanrong's meaning

Su San does not like those stories filled with melancholy at all; he only enjoys seizing every possible happiness in the real world

"A number of palace dramas have been reported all at once, claiming to be recent hot topics. With so many reports, I am unsure which ones to cut. Xiao Liu recommended this to me, suggesting that I keep up with the times and ponder the market trends."

Su San anxiously embraced Meng Xiyue. She unexpectedly fell against the piano behind her, producing a series of chaotic noises. Su San's kiss was as disordered as the sound of the piano. Meng Xiyue unconsciously responded to him. He was eager and flustered, and the piano's sound incessantly pounded against her eardrums. After an unknown amount of time, he finally calmed down, and the room was left with only the faint echo of the piano keys. Su San breathed lightly and apologized: "I don't know why, but my heart is always in turmoil." After an unknown amount of time, he finally calmed down, and the room was left with only the faint echo of the piano keys. Su San breathed lightly and apologized: "I don't know why, but my heart is always in turmoil."

The undulating auroras, like dancing flames, flow, enchanting, and captivating the soul

Perhaps it is because Su Wanrong's serious declaration indirectly confirms Su San's feelings.

Unfortunately, she would soon return to the pain of the human world. She saw Su San, who usually presented an image of an elegant young gentleman, behaving like the locals, wielding a dagger to cut off a piece of whale oil from the stored narwhal and consuming it raw

The third enthusiastic netizen unearthed the behind-the-scenes contributor to Sun Leilei's crowning from old news, Meng Xiyue, the co-general manager of Susan Media

Because Clara was also older than Brahms, Brahms took care of their family before Schumann's death, but fled from the sorrowful place after Schumann passed away. In the Platonic love that lasted for forty-three years, Brahms stated that all of his most beautiful melodies came from Clara. Less than a year after Clara's death, Brahms also burned his manuscripts and letters—those love letters written to Clara that were never sent, suddenly vanished.

It is somewhat amusing to say that the guard felt the world was so small, as he encountered Su San for the second time within just six months, prompting him to casually post a Weibo message online

Meng Xiyue suddenly felt an inexplicable wild thought in her heart, hoping that this airplane would fly endlessly, never landing and never reaching an end

After coming to a stop, Su San unfastened her seatbelt, stretched her limbs, and went to the luggage compartment to retrieve the prepared leather coat. She patted Meng Xiyue on the shoulder and said, "Put this on."

The subsequent discussions immediately became heated, with claims that Meng Xiyue was a dog that does not bark when bitten, accusations that she rose to her position through unspoken rules, and voices advocating for Sun Leilei, among others, creating a vibrant and diverse array of opinions

Su Wanrong gently patted her hand twice and sighed softly: "Since the third one is so fond of you, why not keep him company."

Hmm?

Meng Xiyue smiled and said, "It's alright, we can eat the same thing again tomorrow"

Subsequently, personnel from the mobile phone industry joined the analysis team. In the meantime, Zhou Yuenian made three requests for the immediate return of the phone, threatening to see them in court if they did not comply. Unfortunately, nothing could deter the technicians' enthusiasm for the new product. Before Zhou Yuenian took legal action, they prepared a detailed hardware evaluation and software trial report for the phone. The results of the report far exceeded expectations; the technical specifications of Zhou Yuenian's second batch of prototypes were on par with the highest industry standards, and in many technical details, they even surpassed them.

"That's all well and good!" Su San sighed, "The problem is that we have already found out where it is!"

"You are right in your first, second, and third points," Su San said softly, "but the fourth point is incorrect. Ah Yue never thought of approaching me; it was I who took the initiative to help him. I even suggested seeking assistance from Second Brother, but he refused. I know many people do as you say, borrowing three to five hundred million from the bank, and then the bank has to keep lending to him, fearing that the previous loans won't be repaid. Ah Yue is not that kind of person; all the real estate I used to guarantee him is property under my name... I know many people do as you say, borrowing three to five hundred million from the bank, and then the bank has to keep lending to him, fearing that the previous loans won't be repaid. Ah Yue is not that kind of person; all the real estate I used to guarantee him is property under my name..." Meng Xiyue glared at Su San with frustration, of course believing that Zhou Yuenian had not approached Su San on his own initiative. Anyone who has been in this competitive world for half a year learns to read the situation. For someone like Su San, if you merely talk about dreams becoming reality, he would be moved to tears, willing to sell everything to stuff money into your hands!

Su San knew what she meant by "the foolish things." A few days ago, Meng Xiyue had just asked the community security to add a circle of glass shards to the outer wall, fearing that he would climb the water pipe again. He smiled, his gaze untainted by any dust, that bright smile; he leaned down, kissed her on the edge of her lips, then straightened up and said earnestly: "I always feel like I can't catch you."

She was so angry that she didn't know what to say. Su San leaned closer, gently embraced her, and softly kissed her ear: "I didn't mean to hide it from you, I just didn't know you would worry! Don't you always praise A Yue? Don't worry, besides—" He felt a bit wronged, "Is it that you think I'm so unreliable in handling things?"

Su San fixed her gaze on him and, after a long while, spoke word by word: "What I mean is, the reason you can remain calm until now is that you have no demands of me whatsoever"

Meng Xiyue's voice was hoarse, yet she maintained her strength, saying: "Aunt, please do not worry."

Meng Xiyue was instantly filled with boundless fighting spirit, striking a pose of a commanding queen: "Why not? I am preparing to absorb your essence to replenish my own!"

An ancient saying goes, "When the old man from the frontier loses his horse, how can one know it is not a blessing?" A report generated by a professional website quickly spread across major technology forums, ultimately bringing unexpected joy.

After returning to her residence, Su San leisurely called Zhou Yuannian to share the good news: "The mobile phone evaluation report from Hudson Bay indicates that your company's Pluto One has been submerged in seawater at 0 degrees Celsius for over five minutes, and it remains unscathed, demonstrating excellent quality"

Corresponding to Meng Xiyue's forced smile is Su San's unexpected joy

Meng Xiyue retorted, "When has he not been serious?"

How far can it grow—where else can it go to Tahiti

The grand piano that he had chosen for Tongtong was facing the sunlight, its black and white keys radiating a faint glow under the warm winter sun

The second enthusiastic netizen casually Googled the life of Su San and connected him with Susan Media

He placed both hands on the piano keys, and before long, he struck them rapidly, a quick and fluid melody pouring forth. However, just a few seconds later, he stopped again, striking the keys forcefully, cursing in great anger: "Are there no musicians among these perverts who have a fulfilling emotional life?"

Su Wanrong inquired again about Tongtong's academic performance, grasping every detail with precision, even being fully aware of Tongtong's recent achievement of winning the championship in the preschool group of the recitation competition.

Su San's smile froze on her face, and she stared at her in a daze, seemingly unable to believe it, with a hint of ferocity in her eyes: "Meng Xiyue, what do you mean?"

Do you look down on snowflakes

If the delicate moon were to give him a proper name, what difference would it make whether others know or not

Mom, why didn't you say a word when you arrived!

No, Meng Xiyue knows that Su San has many ways to win over Tong Tong, isn't our current situation quite good?

Those beautiful eyes led Meng Xiyue into a state of indulgence. When she looked up again, she saw two large and one small white porcelain mugs neatly arranged on the TV cabinet, resembling a family of three.

Su Wanrong said, I do not want to make the third one sad

It is unclear what Zhou Yuannian said on his end, but Su San walked to the corner to murmur with him for quite a while, and after hanging up, she appeared worried. Meng Xiyue curiously asked, "What happened?"

"Don't!" Su San nibbled on her delicate earlobe, and her hands instinctively wandered into her collar, "You will hurt my feelings."

Because she was appointed by the general as the chief steward of the inner palace, once she becomes the chief steward, the general can no longer grant her any title, neither as a wife nor as a concubine, but merely as a steward

That was composed by Chopin during the height of his romance with George Sand, for her little dog that liked to circle around her

At the vegetable market, Su San saw winter bamboo shoots and picked two. She then asked Meng Xiyue to buy some fatty meat. Meng Xiyue complained that it was too greasy. Su San smiled and said, "You just don't understand this. There is a technique to cooking bamboo shoots. Li Yu mentioned in 'Casual Thoughts' that they should be cooked in plain water, paired with fatty meat. Cooking with fatty meat, removing the meat and juice, and adding wine and vinegar is the best way to prepare it; mixing it with anything else would be a waste."

Meng Xiyue gently closed her eyes; in truth, she had long understood all of this. She was well aware that even the cunning tactics of Qi Zhicheng could not escape such a tragedy. However, she had never anticipated that when all the cruelty and facts were exposed to the light of day, the faint pain in her heart would be even more piercing than a dagger.

Meng Xiyue stood in a daze, speechless, only seeing Su San looking up at her. The sound of footsteps crunching in the snow could be heard. Su San maintained that posture, waiting for her response with a bright smile: "Your Majesty, will you marry me?"

Although Mingming had already reassured him and received his parents' tacit approval, Su San felt an inexplicable panic in his heart, not even knowing where this panic originated from

Clara

He looked at her and smiled, and after a long while, he said softly: "Fortunately, I originally wanted to come back and celebrate the Lantern Festival with you, but my grandmother insisted that I accompany her for a vegetarian meal, which delayed me until today"

Meng Xiyue stood up with a smile. Su Wanrong turned her head and glared at Su San, saying: "Look at that expression of yours, what do you think you look like? Do you think I would swallow your wife?"

This thought is too shocking, but for someone like Su San—my goodness, what matters can be assessed with common sense?

Su San sighed deeply and pretentiously said, "Have you not heard the song he sang? Look at that poor old horse, it has accompanied me across the world, how hateful that landlord has taken it away, from now on—suffering will accompany it..."

After sending Feng Tan away, Meng Xiyue went straight home. As soon as she opened the door, she heard the tinkling sound of piano music flowing out from the children's room. She tiptoed lightly and slowly walked over. Su San was basking in the sunlight, playing passionately.

Have you spoken to your second brother about providing him a guarantee for a bank loan? What do you have to offer as collateral for him?

A seemingly casual remark from her left Meng Xiyue feeling startled and her heart racing

Meng Xiyue understood in a flash why Qi Zhicheng had failed back then, and why he could persist for many years yet still could not give Huo Siyuan a proper status. She had never had any expectations for Su San regarding a matter that even Qi Zhicheng could not accomplish. She had anticipated the arrival of this day, but did not expect it to come so soon. She heard her usually calm and restrained voice tremble slightly at this moment: "Aunt, I know what to do now"

Even if it is made into poison, you must make me consume it all

There are packs of sled dogs, a white-bearded old man and reindeer, and houses with red walls and white windows

Meng Xiyue pressed her lips tightly and calmly replied, "For someone who has just ended a marriage and has a daughter, it is unrealistic to expect her to immediately consider a second marriage, Su San."

Moreover, Su San has been the apple of her parents' eyes since childhood

The vast galaxy of stars and the dazzling auroras all pale in comparison to the brilliance of Su Sanjing's bright eyes

Su San finally relaxed. That night, Meng Xiyue settled Tong Tong down to sleep and noticed that Su San had not appeared for quite a while. After searching around, she found that he had already burrowed into the bedroom, his whole body stiff and wrapped in the silk quilt, which he had rolled into a cylinder. Meng Xiyue was puzzled and approached him, pulling at him. When she uncovered a part, she was startled to find that he was completely naked and exclaimed, "What are you doing?"

Su San reached out and tugged at the thick necklace around her neck: "Am I rewarded for deceiving you?"

You are clearly premeditated

Whether it is family or career, for Qi Zhicheng today, both are seen by others as the epitome of perfection, while in his heart, he feels utterly desolate

Meng Xiyue understood that Feng Tan was fulfilling a prior agreement. They were neither husband and wife, yet they acted as partners, collaborating well and exhibiting a strong rapport. With just one of her responses, Feng Tan could roughly grasp her situation; although he did not know the underlying reasons, he was certain that Meng Xiyue was deeply mired in a quagmire, unable to protect herself.

Su San smiled proudly: "In the new era, talents like me are quite scarce!"

The brilliance in Su Wanrong's eyes flickered briefly. After gazing at Meng Xiyue for a long time, she smiled and said, "You have helped the second one for so many years; both emotionally and logically, this matter is something I should ask of you. For the sake of the two old folks who are half-buried in the ground, please agree to two of my requests."

Su San let out a sigh of relief and cautiously asked, "Are you afraid that Tong Tong will not accept it?"

After moving to the new house, Meng Xiyue gradually reduced the frequency of dining out, making an effort to have breakfast at home as much as possible, with a primary focus on proper nutrition and convenience. Fortunately, Su San is not very picky, so easygoing that Meng Xiyue can hardly believe it—she is well aware of the various preferences people have. For instance, those in the company who casually throw around titles of superstars can actually be the easiest to manage, as there are checks and balances in place due to their interests. What troubles Meng Xiyue the most are the young masters like Su San and Zhou Sunian; the difficulty does not lie in spending money, but rather in helping them choose their female companions. Fortunately, Su San is not very picky, so easygoing that Meng Xiyue can hardly believe it—she is well aware of the various preferences people have. For instance, those in the company who casually throw around titles of superstars can actually be the easiest to manage, as there are checks and balances in place due to their interests. What troubles Meng Xiyue the most are the young masters like Su San and Zhou Sunian; the difficulty does not lie in spending money, but rather in helping them choose their female companions.

Five minutes later, he poked his head in and said apologetically, "It might have been left in the car, I will go down to get it"

I truly did not deceive you. Su San, seeing her silent, took the opportunity to explain, "A Yue stole his girlfriend, so in a fit of anger, he came here to raise dogs!"

Meng Xiyue was half-convinced. She knew that Su San was not a master in cooking, but when it came to eating, he was an expert of the highest order, so she decided to trust him this once

The force of the strike was so intense that it left a trace of blood on the piano keys, prompting Meng Xiyue to quickly search for a band-aid. Su San glared at his bleeding right hand with resentment, not daring to tell Meng Xiyue that this time he was playing Chopin's "Valse du petit chien" written for George Sand.

Su San fixed her gaze on him, as if suddenly realizing something, and asked breathlessly: "Why do you not inquire? On what basis do you refrain from inquiring?"

The plane shook violently, which finally roused Meng Xiyue from her shock. She looked down carefully and realized that the plane had already touched down and was taxiing along the long runway

"Good!" Su San hurriedly replied, and then exclaimed, "A Yue has arranged to meet me tonight—I'll have dinner with you first, and then discuss matters with him. Once I'm done, I'll come back!"

Meng Xiyue reached out to stroke his cheek, and after a long while, she smiled and said: "I will give you a proper name, do you still care about these things?"

Thinking of this, Meng Xiyue's gaze couldn't help but turn towards Su San's mouth, and the disdain in her eyes betrayed her thoughts. Su San grinned, revealing a set of white teeth: "I have quit for a long time, and I have brushed my teeth hundreds of times!"

Immigration—"Meng Xiyue gasped in shock, 'To the Arctic Circle?'"

"There is no way around it; the elderly must be listened to, regardless of what they say," Su San embraced her, unable to help himself as he kissed her forehead, eyes, nose bridge, lips, and earlobes... He always felt that there was a kind of magic about Meng Xiyue that made him unwilling to let go once he was touched by it.

Naturally, it is even more unacceptable for Su San to marry a woman who would bring ridicule to the family

Meng Xiyue was so excited that she almost cried. Over the years, she had visited many places: the ancient cities in the south, the snow-capped mountains of Meili, the islands and beaches of Southeast Asia... Those places were all very beautiful, yet none could make her forget everything and return to the dream she had long sealed away like this one.

Meng Xiyue only spends a penny if she can earn a penny, diligently striving upwards, relying solely on her own hands. Su San presented a receipt to Meng Xiyue, proving that the three cups together indeed do not amount to one hundred yuan, which allowed Meng Xiyue to confidently and steadily replace her original high-priced cup.

At the end of prosperity, there is the utmost desolation

What do you mean by that

Su San's mood remained low: "Do you think I am younger than you and not mature enough?"

Singing with great enthusiasm, Meng Xiyue listened to the melody, which sounded very familiar, yet she could not recall where she had heard such a song. After Zack sang a few lines, Meng Xiyue finally discerned that it was not English; it resembled both French and Russian. She asked Su San, who replied with a proud smile, "It’s a long-standing revolutionary song; you haven’t studied history well!"

He buried his face in her neck and inhaled deeply, suddenly mumbling, "You don't even think of me."

Meng Xiyue does not have the habit of fighting like a cornered beast on a path devoid of hope

On the way back to the town, the lights of the town were faintly discernible, and the aurora in the night sky transitioned from silvery gray at the zenith to a gradient of pale green and crimson, still somewhat elusive. As they entered the town, the lights grew brighter, revealing a lively scene, while the mystical aurora dimmed under the illumination of the lights. Meng Xiyue finally regained her composure and took a deep breath. Su San leaned close to her ear and asked, "Have you come back to your senses?"

"You say you don't understand things," Meng Xiyue joked, "From now on, you must listen to me about everything. You still say you love to play; I will have to keep you in check. And..." As she spoke, she unexpectedly became a bit choked up, quickly stopping her words, fearing that Su San would notice anything.

Meng Xiyue felt as if the clouds in the sky had transformed into heavy black clouds, pressing down on her, making it difficult for her to breathe. After a long while, she managed to speak with great difficulty: "What does my aunt want me to do?"

This statement reflects the doubts in the hearts of both Su San and Xu Zhi Cheng. How could he not understand the fears and concerns that Meng Xiyue harbored? Xu Zhi Cheng had also fought back in the past, employing all sorts of resolute measures. Later, Zhou Yuannian remarked to Su San, "I have been pondering how your parents, with such kind and gentle expressions, managed to raise your second brother to be so capable? Eventually, I came to realize that your second brother's abilities are still far from those of your parents!" Later, Zhou Yuannian again said to Su San, "I have been pondering how your parents, with such kind and gentle expressions, managed to raise your second brother to be so capable? Eventually, I came to realize that your second brother's abilities are still far from those of your parents!"

Generally, a woman can be tied down with a ring, but someone like you, a strong woman, is more complicated. I specifically made a large and heavy one.

What is meant to come will eventually come, and there is no way to avoid it or hide from it. Meng Xiyue, filled with shock, still made an effort to maintain her composure and smiled faintly as she said: "Thank you, Aunt."

The light gray sweater and indigo jeans, though seemingly casual attire, stirred a flutter in Meng Xiyue's heart under the sunlight's glow

You promised to marry me

Nature has shaped it to this extent

The vast galaxy of stars and the dazzling aurora all pale in comparison to the brilliance of Su Sanjing's bright eyes

Like a flower growing alone on a high cliff, someone once risked shattering their bones to nourish her, to enrich her; her blooming and withering are no longer solitary.

Meng Xiyue calmly said: "Are you implying that your willingness to marry me is a kind of grace, and therefore I must accept it with deep gratitude?"

During the day, Zack is set to go out hunting, with twelve Alaskan Malamutes pulling the sled, racing across the ice field.

She wishes to find a place to cleanse the humiliation that has been endured in her heart, liver, spleen, and lungs, to wash it all away completely, even if it means that her five internal organs are left shattered, it would be better to discard them all.

Between heaven and earth, there exists a place she has never reached before

Assistant Liu provided Meng Xiyue with the Japanese television drama "Ooku: The Inner Chambers of the Edo Period" produced by Fuji TV. The drama is tightly paced and far more visually appealing than Meng Xiyue had imagined, and it does not feature the scenario she envisioned of a group of women fighting over a foolish man. Ooku is the residence of the shogun's inner circle, and the story begins with a political marriage. The female lead, Toku, has a childhood sweetheart but is forced to marry the shogun, who is referred to by the public as a fool. Later, the actor Kazuki Kitamura, known for his strikingly unique appearance, deliberately painted a birthmark on his face to portray the reportedly unattractive shogun, yet this could not conceal the tragic fate of the shogun.

On the day Su Wanrong arrived in Jiangcheng, Sun Leilei happened to return from Hangzhou, bringing back two gold-grade Longjing teas for Meng Xiyue. Meng Xiyue instructed Assistant Liu to divide one box of Longjing and prepare two cups, which were then served on the balcony for a chat with Sun Leilei. After this period, Sun Leilei's demeanor was no longer as carefree as before; instead, she exuded a more composed and graceful aura. The two hollow peony flower bracelets adorned with diamonds on her wrists dazzled Meng Xiyue's eyes. She asked with a bright smile, "What are you planning to do, Meng Xiyue?"

The splendid galaxy, never before seen in the city, suddenly surged forth with an overwhelming intensity in this very moment

Meng Xiyue was half-dragged into his embrace, yet his gaze was fixed firmly on the television. The plot was quite simple, devoid of chaotic twists and turns, and there were only two women entangled with the general emotionally—his legitimate wife, Duziko, and Lady Takiyama, who was both the general's sexual awakening and the head of the inner court. Duziko's childhood sweetheart, in an attempt to take her away to a better life, set fire to the inner court. After the general was rescued, he remembered that Duziko was still in the inner court and rushed back to save her, but collapsed suddenly halfway. The doctor diagnosed the general with stomach cancer. Duziko learned of the news and later visited the general; the two held hands and gazed at each other with tearful eyes.

The parents of the Qi family can no longer bear the resentment of their young child

Murphy's Law states that if something can go wrong, it will eventually go wrong; if you have a certain expectation about a situation, it will ultimately come to pass

Meng Xiyue shook her head in disagreement

Meng Xiyue played with her phone for a long time and suspiciously asked, "I heard that those involved in mobile phone research and development have particularly high confidentiality requirements. How could they allow you to carry the internal testing device around?"

Su Wanrong lives up to her name, her smile gentle and warm, yet she remains silent, as if waiting for Meng Xiyue to continue the conversation

Meng Xiyue collected her thoughts and stood up. Su Wanrong walked up the stairs and waved to Meng Xiyue from a distance at the corridor entrance: "His father came to this hot spring for recuperation, and since I was nearby, I came directly. I heard Cheng said that the third brother has been quite attentive to the company's matters lately, so I thought he would be here today."

Su San looked at Meng Xiyue, who had just been in a daze, and now had bright eyes, glaring like a tiger. This made her feel a sense of fear: "What do you want to do?"

Suddenly, a faint cracking sound was heard. Meng Xiyue had not yet realized it when Su San straightened up and said: "Zack, what's up?"

I understand

At the very least, she could go far away to another land, Meng Xiyue thought. Her desires were not many; the world was vast, and there must be a place where she could settle down. With her own two hands, where could she not find a meal to eat?

What is there to be afraid of

Ke Suwanrong still feared that she would not understand

Sun Leilei had met Su Wanrong once before, while filming in Beijing. Su San went to visit her, and they went out to eat together, but unfortunately, they ran into each other. Su Wanrong was very polite, and at the time, Sun Leilei did not think much of it. However, upon reflection, she felt increasingly uncomfortable—Su Wanrong's politeness was actually a sign that she did not regard her at all! Even though she and Su San had broken up a long time ago, this incident has stayed with Sun Leilei until now