Leaving Mo City, it was only a matter of a few hours. In Japan, Su Ziceng did not find Yamamoto; she only t the head of the Nunnery, who told her that Yamamoto had already passed away. On his deathbed, he left a letter ant for the last person who would co looking for him. In his final monts, Yamamoto, who had regained consciousness, knew that Su Ziceng would surely co.
Yamamoto’s ashes were buried under the cherry tree. In July, the cherry blossoms on the tree had already withered entirely, the branches vibrant with eye-catching green, signifying that next year, the treetop would still bloom vividly red. Su Ziceng stood beside the tree and bowed several tis. To a certain degree, it wasn’t Qiao Chu who gave her life, but rather Yamamoto, buried beneath the tree, who had spent his entire life maintaining the bond between Su Ziceng and her daughter. A man, for two won who were strangers to him, had taken this step, which was worth feeling grateful for.
After the tribute, Su Ziceng unfolded the letter left by Yamamoto. On the yellowing paper, there was only one sentence: "Everything has a cause and effect, trace back to the root, and you cannot escape one word, ’foolish’."
Is it the cycle of karma? Su Ziceng buried the paper in the ground, the cause set in motion by Qiao Chu, the effect taken on by Su Ziceng. Master Yamamoto, are you telling this?
When leaving Japan, there was no longer any fear in Su Ziceng’s heart. Life always needs an endpoint; Qiao Chu was right, seven years had already been enough for Su Ziceng to compose a splendid story.
In the following months, Su Ziceng traveled all over the world, often not buying maps upon reaching a new country. Relying on her poor English or French, or occasionally, if lucky, eting soone from Country Z; otherwise, she used body language to communicate difficultly with the locals.
The forrly shy and timid Su Ziceng gradually died away, her smile growing more and more defiant, like the domineering sunshine in the equatorial region. During her travels, Su Ziceng would send back postcards and photos to her ho country.
Her good friends and family mbers back ho, whenever they felt tired at work, would unfold the letters and look through the photos, always bringing a knowing smile to their faces.
Every fortnight or so, Sister Mu would sort out a letter and send it overseas, handing it to soone.
The sumr at Mussen Manor passed, then ca autumn, and finally winter. The stack of letters beside Pello kept growing, but whenever Housekeeper Dennis thought of organizing them, he was always stopped.
On the days he received the letters, Housekeeper Dennis noticed that his young master was especially joyful. Tears of warmth always welled up in his right eye, and then he would kiss the photo of the smiling woman.
That day, when Dennis saw the young master, he was also shocked. A few days before, the young master had firmly told him to prepare the helicopter, to fly to the beach of Mo City upon his notice, and he would bring "his bride" back to the country, having decided to no longer seek revenge, to give up everything in Mo City, and return to France.
When he saw the "Golden Coast" collapse, loyal Dennis saw the Earl sprint across the beach, rushing toward the building.
By the ti fire trucks and police cars arrived, Dennis seized the opportunity of the crowd blocking the police and burst into the collapse site with a few bodyguards, forcefully dragging the Earl out. Dennis knew that the "Golden Coast," which the Earl had a hand in designing and constructing, had now undergone such a serious incident; they must leave Mo City imdiately, otherwise it would be too late when the police of Country Z began their pursuit.
At that ti, the Earl was struggling frantically, and to not harm his young master, Dennis had to knock him unconscious under the dire circumstances; even as he fainted, he was still murmuring, "She’s still waiting for ." Dennis believed that the "she" his young master spoke of was not the "crazed" Miss Wen of the Wen family. That mad woman, the harm she had inflicted on his young master, Dennis had seen with his own eyes.
When the young master woke up, he refused treatnt, and after being repeatedly denied his request to return to Country Z, his mood was very poor. Like his elderly master had once loved alcohol, he started abusing alcohol nonstop, cursing that Dennis should not have taken him away. He hugged Dennis, begging Dennis to let him return to Country Z. He was terrified that if he didn’t return, Su Ziceng would marry Hang Yishao and then leave him forever.
But Pello dared not go to Country Z, how could he, looking like this, stand before Ziceng. Caught in this dilemma, he could only drown himself in alcohol.
Until one day, a lady nad Wen Zimu called, and Dennis transferred the call to the young master. After that call, the young master suddenly changed. He hung up the phone and blurted out, "They didn’t get married."
His expression was frenzied, murmuring to himself nonstop. That phone call had lifted a heavy burden, bringing him back to life.
Thereafter, the young master began receiving those letters, with heavy-weight photos and thick papers, always diligently reading them, turning back to the original Pello, organizing family affairs.
In his spare ti, like the once gentle and cultured teacher at Kelly Won’s College, he carefully tended to the plants.
Days slowly passed by, and both Pello’s injuries and his emotions stabilized until the spring of the following year, one early morning, Dennis and Pello both witnessed a miracle.
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