"Daddy..."
Fenfen didn’t know why Ji Chicheng was looking at her, and she was frightened by his expression. She called out to him tenderly, then, in an attempt to please him, cupped his face with her little hands and pecked softly at the corner of his lips.
Her palms were chubby, warm, and soft.
Ji Chicheng’s eyes suddenly felt warm. He stretched out his hand to grasp one of the little girl’s hands, enveloping it in his palm, looking at her with tightly pursed lips.
He had almost thought of all possibilities, even believing that she was really just after fa and gain and that she despised his background.
But he had never ever thought, had not expected their... their relationship; how could he have possibly thought in that direction?
’She goes to church every Sunday, prays with the nuns, does volunteer work, does good deeds; the feeling she gave was as if she carried too heavy a burden in her heart...’
Doctor Sko’s words echoed in his ears, unable to imagine that image; all he knew was that Anning must have been in great pain and struggle at that ti.
The mont she learned of this news, how did she bear it, how long did it take for her to accept it.
’Uncle, can I go back after the snow stops?’
After she accepted the truth, how long did she give herself to make a decision?
’Let’s break up; I want to end that bed relationship with you that defies ethics and morals...’
When she discovered she was pregnant, how did she suffer and struggle?
’I can’t possibly marry Jingfeng with a child of mine and yours, can I? He and I are normal people; we can still have children in the future.’
Just like that, alone, with pain and struggle, with their child, she left.
But he then domineeringly invaded her world, lured her into his fortress, forcing her to continue entanglents with him.
’Uncle, I’m sorry.’
After their reunion, the first ti they were intimate, she pushed him away, then embraced him, repeatedly showing reluctance and acceptance; he started to understand that conflict a little bit.
He didn’t know the psychological process she went through with each decision she made; he only knew it must have been more torturous than he imagined, especially... especially each ti she faced Fenfen’s eyes.
She took too much into consideration, and so was entangled, restricted by various problems, and her considerations ca from him, because he had no scruples.
If he had not been so willful, not so domineering and proud, maybe she wouldn’t have chosen to face that cruel reality alone.
...
’Actually, you know everything; you know grandfather wasn’t killed by , you know grandfather didn’t give the shares, it’s just that you simply don’t want to be with , right?’
How much struggle did she undergo before she finally broke through the barrier of ethics and morals?
The ’yes’ he uttered, how much more heartbroken, more desperate it must have made her.
Lovers often feel they are doing what’s best for the other, but they both forget that the other is the most important in their eyes, and isn’t it the sa for themselves in the other’s heart?
Watching that familiar figure, in the bright sunlight, beside the fountain scattering water droplets all around, the hem of her beige trench coat fluttering in the wind, slender as opposed to the mory, creating two different artistic impressions, his Anning, who would always lie on the window sill, pure as a sprite, with a smile that could surpass the pleasantness of a spring breeze, Ji Chicheng could no longer control himself and rushed over like an arrow.
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