Chapter Fifty-One: Sorrow of Parting Since Ancient Times

  The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone punctually on Su Yisuo's window.

  She dazedly opened her eyes, stretched her waist, got up and came to the window, pulled open the thick curtains, feeling the warm sunshine outside.

  Every day is new. She thought to herself. Everything will be all right.

  Dragging her heavy footsteps downstairs, Su Yisuo found that her mother had already gotten up and was busy in the kitchen. So she quietly walked to the kitchen door and stood there, not making a sound.

  Shen Xiulan finally turned around, saw Su Yisus silent figure, and was startled, asking: "Susus, why are you standing there without saying a word? It's so early in the morning, aren't you afraid of scaring people?"

  "Mother," Su Yisuo replied softly, "I think this is the most suitable tone for the moment."

  Shen Xiulan couldn't help but laugh, "Silly child, still half asleep? Talking nonsense first thing in the morning."

  "Heh heh......" Su Yisu scratched her head and carefully asked: "Is Dad coming back for breakfast?"

  Upon hearing this, Shen Xiulan's smile immediately froze on her face. After a moment, she pretended to be nonchalant and lowered her head to stir the porridge in the pot, saying: "Who knows about him? He probably won't come. He can just buy some to eat, no need to make a special trip."

  "But, Mother," Su Yisuo glanced at the several large plates of different breakfast dishes on the table and said, "You obviously prepared Father's breakfast."

  Shen Xiulan was taken aback for a moment, and her hands unnaturally wiped the apron as she replied: "Oh, I'm used to it - have you brushed your teeth and washed your face? If not, hurry up and go, the porridge is ready."

  "Oh..." Su Yisu could only respond with a sigh and went to wash up.

  After breakfast, Su Yisou saw Shen Xiulan holding a watering can to water the flowers and hurriedly stopped her: "Auntie, I just watered them last night. No need to water so much."

  "Oh..." Shen Xiulan put down the watering can with a despondent expression, thinking that there was indeed nothing to do, so she sat back down in the living room, flipping through a magazine randomly, without even knowing if she was paying attention.

  "Ah Ma..." Su Yisuo looked at Shen Xiulan with a pained expression, calling out to her before falling silent, unsure of what else to say.

  She knew, she had always known, what kind of person her mother was. Although it was hard for her to understand the love of that generation. Her mother was elegant and gentle, with a warm personality, kind to others, and everyone praised her. However, people like this often have a very fragile heart, living only for love. As long as the deeply loved one could accompany her until old age, she could maintain her elegance and composure. But once danger appeared in their world, no matter what the reason, she would become helpless, panicked, and even lose her mind, doing things that even she couldn't imagine. However, she couldn't control herself because she was afraid in her heart, afraid that everything was just a dream, an uncatchable dream. If her love didn't get a response in the end, then she would definitely head towards destruction.

  This is her mother, a strong yet extremely fragile woman.

  Shen Xiulan smiled and stretched out her hand to invite her to sit down, Su Yisuo had no choice but to silently sit down beside her.

  Shen Xiulan hugged her, gazing ahead and said softly: "Su Su, do you know? In this lifetime, Ah Ma has staked everything on your father. Su Su, you can't possibly understand, how could you?"

  "Mom..." Su Yisuo suddenly thought of Jiang Fengchen who was about to leave, a sad feeling arose, and tears fell down. "You have to believe in Dad, he will definitely be good to us for the rest of his life."

  Shen Xiulan slowly turned her head to look at her, gazing at the tears on her face, and her eyes also reddened uncontrollably. She hastily reached out to wipe away Su Yisu's tears, saying: "Foolish child, so young, where did this sorrow come from? Why are you crying? Look, even I haven't cried." But as soon as she finished speaking, the tears on her own face fell uncontrollably, and she quickly turned her head away, quietly wiping away the tear stains, silent.

  Just then, a familiar string of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door. Su Yisou and Shen Xiulan hastily lifted their heads to look towards the doorway, where Su Yu's familiar figure appeared before their eyes.

  Seeing the mother and daughter hugging each other in tears, he couldn't help but ask: "So early in the morning, what's wrong with you two?"

  Shen Xiulan wiped away the tears on her face again and didn't respond.

  Su Yisu happily bounced over and hugged Su Yu, saying: "Dad! Have you had breakfast? Mom made a lot, no matter how much we eat, it's not enough."

  Upon hearing this, Su Yu's expression became somewhat complex as he gazed at Shen Xiulan, who was evading his gaze. He then turned around and smiled at Su Yi Suo, saying: "Not eaten yet? Hurry back to have breakfast."

  "Dad, I'll go get you a bowl and chopsticks!" Su Yisu said as she ran out of the living room.

  "Xiu Lan." Su Yu croaked out.

  Shen Xiulan sat with her back to him, still without making a sound.

  "I really don't know where the perfume smell on my clothes came from. That day I was in the greenhouse all along, and only changed into that spare set after getting dirty. After twenty years of our relationship, you still don't believe me?"

  Shen Xiulan's body moved slightly, but in the end she still didn't say a word.

  Su Yu wanted to say something, but at this time Su Yi Su came in inopportunely and placed the bowls and chopsticks on the table without understanding the situation. She filled a bowl with porridge and then turned around to say: "Dad, it's time for breakfast."

  "Alright." Su Yu had no choice but to drop the subject.

  Shen Xiulan suddenly stood up, looked at Su Yu and said: "You came all the way back, can't you just eat something nearby? Running around like this, aren't you tired?"

  He looked at her and then at the rich breakfast on the table, and replied: "With such a delicious breakfast waiting for me at home, how could I not come back?"

  "Shameless! At your age, you're still so unscrupulous!" Shen Xiulan scolded and turned to enter the house.

  Su Yu burst out laughing and enjoyed his delicious breakfast with a pleasant mood.

  Su Yi Su curiously looked at that wall and thought: "Dad and mom are reconciled? Must be! Hmm!"

  After spending a happy and beautiful Mid-Autumn Festival at home, Su Yisuo returned to school with a disheartened face. This life is simply one heaven and one hell!

  After Mid-Autumn Festival, Jiang Fengchen also prepared to go out and make a name for himself. Before leaving, he found Su Yisu and told her about his plans.

  Su Yisu kept her head down and listened silently, afraid that Jiang Fengchen would see the reluctance in her eyes. Finally, she slowly raised her head and forced a smile: "No matter where you are, I will be in a place where you can't see me, quietly watching over you, supporting you, always, forever."

  Jiang Fengchen gently wrapped his arms around Su Yisou and said, "Yisou, I'll be back to see you."

  "Hmm." Su Yisuo responded lightly.

  Since ancient times, sentimental people have been hurt by farewells, how can they bear the desolation of a clear autumn festival?

  Jiang Fengchen finally boarded the train to Yin City. As he gazed out of the window, the scenery flew backward quickly, and his heart couldn't help but rise with a hint of melancholy again. This time, when leaving, he didn't know how long it would take to return. Farewell, Jiang City, farewell, Yisu. We will all be fine.

  It rained that evening, and Su Yisou returned to the dormitory early, lying on the bed and sighing to herself. The things that had happened in recent days were too many, so much so that she still couldn't fully accept them even now.

  It is said that life has three sorrows: parting from loved ones, not getting what one seeks, and encountering enemies. How did it come to pass that as I grew older, all these troubles seemed to surge forth at once? Those youthful years seem to have truly gone never to return.

  At this time, a QQ prompt sound suddenly came from the mobile phone, and Su Yisu hurriedly picked up the mobile phone.

  "Hey, in?" Tan Ziyao's message.

  It was Tan Ziyao. Su Yisuo's mouth corners involuntarily rose slightly, and the melancholy feeling also dissipated by more than half. "I'm here."

  "The moonlight is great on my side, how about yours?"

  Su Yisuo gazed out the window at the scenery, the dimly lit corridor lights and the bright garden path lights intertwined, as if there was a strong magnetic field floating around, making people involuntarily sink in. Su Yisuo suddenly felt a sense of oppression, hurriedly lowered her head to stare at her phone, and replied: "Probably because there's no moonlight, right? Is that it?"

  "How did I strangely feel a sense of desolation from this sentence?"

  Su Yisu let out a "heh" and smiled, "Zi Yao, you're like a tapeworm in my belly? You always know what's on my mind."

  "We have a tacit understanding."

  Su Yisuo smiled again, "When will we all be able to read each other's minds?"

  "It proves we have a fate. Tell me, why are you so melancholy?"

  Su Yisu then poured out Jiang Fengchen's affairs in one breath. When she finished the last word, her heart inexplicably relaxed. It seems that pouring out one's emotions really does help to relieve worries?

  "I've always believed that if two people truly love each other, distance and time won't defeat the feelings between them. What do you think?"

  "Ah! I think so too!"

  "Well, then you don't have to worry anymore. This might just be a test for the two of you. Do you believe in your feelings?"

  "I believe we will grow old together, I do."

  "What a beautiful love, wishing you all the best."

  Looking at Tan Ziyao's smiling face, Su Yisuo also let out a laugh from the heart, and fell asleep peacefully with the evening bell.

  Yoon City

  The sky was just bright, and Jiang Feng Chen walked out of the station with his luggage in exhaustion. Looking at the unfamiliar city in front of him, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, unsure where to go or what to do. After some thought, he decided to find An Yi Jin first, settle down, and then slowly look for work.

  Dial the number, and as the ringing sound echoed, Jiang Fengchen became more and more apprehensive. Was the number An Yijun left him really his?

  "Hello?" Soon, a drowsy voice came from the other end.

  Listening to this familiar tone, Jiang Fengchen finally put his heart at ease and said: "An Yijun, I am Jiang Fengchen, do you still remember me? I'm in Yin City now, just got off the bus. Where are you? Should I go find you first? I'm not familiar with Yin City either, probably only know you."

  "Jiang Fengchen?" Upon hearing this name, An Yijun suddenly jumped up from the bed and hastily replied: "Which station are you at? I'll go pick you up."