72: Chapter 71: Smiling and Wandering, Accompanied by Sorrow_1 72: Chapter 71: Smiling and Wandering, Accompanied by Sorrow_1 When Liang Qiaoqiao called, Nanxi was already on the bus back to school, crossing the city.
The road beca spacious and the traffic sparse.
Nanxi leaned against the side of the bus, gazing out the window with a weighted look.
The lancholy of farewell was not sothing one could easily sweep away, especially when the person leaving was Li Weihuan.
The trees on both sides of the road were lush and dense, mixing with the shards of sunlight and gentle breeze as they swept past her vision.
It seed as if every tree was the sa, yet each one was uniquely different.
Lu Yinchu was right.
In life, there is no shortage of joys and sorrows, hellos and goodbyes.
It’s indeed fortunate that we have the chance to reunite soday!
Before that day cos, each person is striving in their own life compartnt, growing towards the fresh breeze and the sunlight.
Striving to evolve, mature, improve cultivation, maintain elegant personalities, and nurture bright souls…
Nanxi took a deep breath.
Her thoughts were sowhat chaotic yet muted.
Despite the suppression, a glimr of vitality slowly blood in the bottom of her heart, gradually infusing her consciousness with vibrant colors.
Subconsciously, the corners of her lips curled upward.
She was in such a relaxed state that she didn’t imdiately notice when her phone rang inside her bag.
Noticing that it was Liang Qiaoqiao, she glanced at her phone, puzzled.
Wasn’t Liang Qiaoqiao skiing in Switzerland now?
She must be calling from a snowy peak to brag about it!
She answered the phone and greeted, “Cousin…”
“Nanxi…”
Nanxi froze because Liang Qiaoqiao’s voice sounded off.
She felt a sudden heaviness in her heart, “Cousin, what happened?”
“Nanxi, I…”
Hearing Liang Qiaoqiao’s voice, Nanxi’s heart sank deeper.
She hurriedly asked, “Cousin, what happened to you?
Where are you now?
Tell …”
“I…” Liang Qiaoqiao’s voice was slightly trembling, “I am now…
in Switzerland…”
“…” Nanxi bit her lip.
She knew that Qiaoqiao was skiing in Switzerland, but…
“Cousin, did sothing happen?
Tell …
Don’t worry, take your ti…”
“Nanxi, I didn’t an to, I really didn’t an to…” There was a sob in Liang Qiaoqiao’s voice, “Nanxi, I accidentally…
hit soone!
What should I do, what should I do…”
…
When Nanxi arrived at the school dormitory, Yang Su and Lan Qiqi were there.
Without saying anything, she went straight to her desk, fumbled for her keys, and opened her locker, searching for her wallet, bank cards, and other items with an anxious look on her face.
Yang Su was still injured, and Lan Qiqi sat on her bed looking puzzled.
The two exchanged glances, and Yang Su asked, “Nanxi, what are you doing?”
Nanxi turned to look at the two of them, biting her lip before finally saying, “Susu, Lanlan, do you have any money?
I want…
I want to borrow so money!”
Both of them looked at each other, in complete bewildernt.
Liang Qiaoqiao went skiing in Switzerland with a casual travel group of seven people.
They were all having a good ti, and Liang Qiaoqiao was delighted.
The night before, she went to a bar in Switzerland with two friends for a drink.
On the way back, they had all drunk a bit too much.
Liang Qiaoqiao thought she had a good tolerance for alcohol and didn’t feel drunk, so she didn’t call a chauffeur service.
With the help of the bar staff, she helped her two friends into the car and drove them back herself.
Unfortunately, she had an accident on the way and hit soone.
No lives were lost, but the person was injured!
Not critically, but not lightly either.
As Liang Qiaoqiao was driving under the influence and had injured soone overseas, clearing her na was going to be difficult.
With the help of Liang Qiaoqiao’s friends, the victim agreed to an out-of-court settlent, but required compensation, and it was not a small amount.
Nanxi thought of a phrase: nothing is certain in this world.
In this world, every day, every hour, every mont, various matters of both sorrow and joy happen.
Perhaps because these events didn’t happen near you, whether sorrowful or joyful, they seem unrelated to you.
You continue to live your life each day, occasionally pondering life’s ups and downs, reminiscing about the past, discussing love, smiling broadly, with occasional sadness accompanying you.
Six years ago, Nanxi’s parents vanished, leaving the then sixteen-year-old Nanxi alone and helpless.
At that ti, she realized that when one is helpless, past joys and smiles often turn into forced laughter, and past calm composure beco swords lashing at your indifferent regularity.
As familiar faces and traces disappear, you can feel that everyone around you is a stranger.
They are people you do not know!
As she took a cab, Nanxi’s face was calm.
Lan Qiqi saw her off, holding her hand and saying, “Nanxi, call us if anything happens.
Don’t forget!”
Nanxi looked at her, managed a smile, and said, “Okay!”
“And also, I will ask Bai Yuchuan to lend so money.
Everyone will work together to help, we should be able to raise enough…
Don’t ntion thanks, it’s too courteous!”
Nanxi bit her lip, her eyes glazing over with moisture as she held Lan Qiqi’s hand tighter.
Thanks were not said, but they were written in the bottom of her heart.
It was tacit.
…
Nanxi visited her uncle’s calligraphy shop.
There were no custors, and Liang Youquan was practicing his calligraphy.
Standing at the entrance, Nanxi watched him wield his brush with focused dedication.
Suddenly, she thought of her own father.
Her mother was excellent at calligraphy and painting and was a talented woman.
Her father loved her mother and was even more impressed with her talent.
In order to get closer to her mother, he also started to learn calligraphy and painting, and he had made significant progress.
In her eyes, her father was always a cultured man, just like Liang Youquan.
Nanxi took a deep breath and walked in.
When she called out, “Uncle…”, she had already abandoned her initial plan.
She knew how much money her uncle had, and how much he could spare.
Otherwise, why would he consider selling the shopfront to arrange for her and Liang Qiaoqiao’s dowries?
The money she could get was no more than a drop in the bucket!
Upon seeing Nanxi, Liang Youquan’s eyes lit up with joy and he waved her over, saying, “Nanxi, co here.
Your uncle wrote several pieces today.
Co and take a look…”
Nanxi smiled and went over.
The phrase that Liang Youquan was displaying said, “This year, the plum blossoms in Jiangnan don’t bloom, and we miss the poems from Nanxi.”
Nanxi felt a tremor in her heart.
She heard Liang Youquan sigh, “I finally understand your mother’s feelings of helplessness back then.
Although she left ho physically, her heart never did!”
Nanxi bit her lip, not knowing what to say, only feeling a sourness in her nose.
Not wanting to provoke lancholy mories any further, Liang Youquan said to Nanxi, “Co ho for lunch, your uncle will cook sothing delicious for you!”
Nanxi nodded.
So problems could not be rushed, she needed to think about it slowly.
The reason why Liang Qiaoqiao called her was obviously out of trust.
Liang Qiaoqiao didn’t want Liang Youquan to know about this.
She had to help Liang Qiaoqiao keep this a secret!
After having lunch at the Liang family’s house and talking with her grandmother for a while, Nanxi said goodbye once her grandmother fell asleep.
As soon as she left the compound, her phone in her bag started ringing.
It was Liang Qiaoqiao…
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