He left, but he left behind Jieyou; so let all the unhappy things leave with him. She will only keep the good and tell them to Jieyou.
The executive bowed and said, "Rest assured, every year 15% of the company’s net profit will be used to support orphans in war-torn areas. This tradition, we will keep it forever."
Shi Nian nodded, holding Jieyou’s little hand as they walked through the entire company building, then gently said, "Jieyou, rember, this is yours. When you grow up, you should co here to work."
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Shi Nian took Jieyou away from Hong Kong and returned to her hotown.
Qi Xiuqi ca to pick them up, with a profound pain in his gaze.
Shi Nian smiled and asked, "How’s my mom?"
Qi Xiuqi nodded, "The teacher’s wife is even stronger than we imagined. Although she sat in the teacher’s chair and cried when she got ho, her emotions have remained relatively stable. I’ve taken ti off these days to stay with her."
The car started, and Qi Xiuqi glanced at Shi Nian through the mirror, biting his lip.
Shi Nian laughed, "Hey, don’t tell you’re still feeling guilty about my 17-month disappearance. Although you’re a Chinese officer, Mo Ya Village is halfway across China from us, and it’s in the mountains, so it’s normal that you couldn’t find ."
Qi Xiuqi pursed his lips, "...He was too cunning, even disguised his blue eyes as black ones in the village, and his accent had no trace of M Country at all, so the local police naturally couldn’t find soone with those features."
Shi Nian turned her head to look out the window in lancholy.
Yes, just like he once said, if he wanted, perhaps even Qi Xiuqi and the others wouldn’t be able to do anything about him.
Facing the rights and wrongs of the past, it’s hard to say forgiveness, and even harder to say forgetfulness. But fortunately, there’s the redy of "ti," so let everything be entrusted to ti.
If years later, you can let go, then it can be defined as forgiveness; if you can’t even rember, then let the past be gone with the wind, what should pass will pass.
Just as she advised Xiang Yuan, the past may be significant, but it can’t compare with the future. So, follow the ti and keep moving towards the future.
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Back at ho, as she was going upstairs, she inexplicably felt that Qi Xiuqi seed a bit off.
Qi Xiuqi deliberately stayed behind under the pretense of carrying Jieyou, acting sowhat sneakily.
When she stood at the door, just as the nostalgic mood of returning hadn’t dissipated, the door had already been opened.
The person opening the door wasn’t Mom, and it wasn’t just Mom inside.
The room was filled with people, filled with familiar old faces.
There were Dad’s forr colleagues, forr students, and those troubled youths Dad once saved from dropping out. Everyone stood inside the door, smiling at her, waiting for her to step over the threshold and return to the ho she once fled from in pain and despair.
Dad was gone, but the house wasn’t cold and empty. So many people, so much of the past, were inside the door, standing in for Dad, waiting for her to co ho.
She didn’t want to cry because, at this mont, she was Shi Haoran’s daughter. But she truly couldn’t control herself.
She hurriedly looked up to find soone, wanting to find an arm to shelter her tears at this mont and accompany her to step over this threshold of mories.
But not Mom, because Mom must also be in tears; not Qi Xiuqi, because it’s not right to fall into her senior brother’s embrace.
At this mont... she missed that person so much.
If he were here, she wouldn’t hesitate any longer.
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