"Shi Jiaojiao..." Shi Nuan was really angry, and retorted, "You’re absolutely crazy!"
Shi Nuan finished speaking, abruptly shook off Shi Jiaojiao, intending to leave!
She didn’t want to say anything more to Shi Jiaojiao; she felt it was pointless.
As for what Shi Jiaojiao wanted to reveal about her relationship with Song Yansheng, there was no need for her to do anything; she rely had to inform Song Yansheng and Father, and they would help her resolve it!
Moreover, Shi Jiaojiao had no evidence, and she didn’t want to be threatened, nor did she like the feeling of being threatened!
On Shi Jiaojiao’s side, seeing Shi Nuan about to leave, she grabbed her again, "Stop right there—"
Shi Nuan naturally didn’t stop, shook her off again, and Shi Jiaojiao, in a fit of anger, yanked Shi Nuan’s arm hard...
This ti Shi Jiaojiao’s force was very strong, causing Shi Nuan to lose her balance and stumble slightly.
In the next mont, with a "splash," she fell into the pond, and before hitting the water, what ca to her mind was the fluttering pages in the air, the materials left to her by her grandfather...
...
When Song Yansheng received Shi Yuanbo’s call, he had already arrived at the Anshan temple.
The temple was indeed a place suitable for contemplation, surrounded only by chanting and the sounds of bells and drums.
Yu Yao was praying in the Buddha hall when Song Yansheng stepped out of the temple, gazing at the lush landscape in the distance.
As well as Wangjiang at the foot of Anshan.
This city, this mountain, this river, has carried countless stories through the centuries.
But the stories continue to change, while this mountain and this river seem unchanged.
Song Yansheng had co here as a child, accompanied by his father and mother.
At that ti, Father liked to stand at this vantage point and look down, he would ask Song Yansheng what he saw.
He would na many things, such as trees, cities, rivers, birds, people...
Back then, Father would rely smile lightly and say, "When you grow up a bit, live through more experiences, what you see will be much more than this..."
Now, he was nearly thirty, considered grown up, having experienced many ups and downs in life.
Standing here again, indeed as Father said, he saw not just the scenery, but also life, and the bittersweet facets of life.
After finishing her prayer, Yu Yao went again to the Zen room to et the abbot, while Song Yansheng did not disturb her.
This visit was ant for the abbot to offer so guidance and solace to Mother; his presence was sowhat inappropriate.
He was in the outer hall, drinking tea with an old monk, sotis engaging in light conversations.
It was then that a phone ringtone sounded, coming from Song Yansheng.
Song Yansheng glanced at the number, eyes narrowing slightly.
If it were usual, a call from Shi Yuanbo would not be given much attention.
But now it’s different, with Shi Nuan at the Shi Family, thus Shi Yuanbo’s call could very well concern Shi Nuan.
Song Yansheng said "Sorry" to the old monk and swiftly stepped out to take the call.
Inside, Yu Yao was speaking with the abbot, much of what could be discussed had already been covered last ti.
Yet Yu Yao refused to give up, still hoping the abbot could provide so enlightennt to dispel the lingering burdens of her son’s mistakes!
It was then that Song Yansheng suddenly ran inside, gasping, his steps hurried, clearly indicating urgency!
Indeed, the next second Song Yansheng said there was an issue, and he needed to descend the mountain first.
Yu Yao imdiately furrowed her brows upon hearing this, understanding that the only person who could stir such anxiety in Song Yansheng to abandon his mother and rush down the mountain, would be none other than that girl!
Yu Yao said, "You promised to stay on the mountain for two days for contemplation, leaving now is disrespectful to Buddha!"
Song Yansheng frowned and said, "Another day, I’ll personally co to apologize, but for now, I must go..."
"You child..."
"Mom..." Song Yansheng interrupted Yu Yao, saying, "I must descend the mountain now, please stay here, if I have ti, I’ll return, if not... if not, tomorrow afternoon I’ll have Old Zhang drive up here to pick you up, I’ll leave first!"
After speaking, without waiting for Yu Yao’s response, he hurriedly turned and left.
Yu Yao hastily called out, "A Yu..."
But Song Yansheng walked quickly, completely ignoring Yu Yao.
Yu Yao sat there, her face pained, her heart sinking deeper and deeper.
The abbot across from her poured another cup of tea and softly said, "You still can’t let go, can you?"
Yu Yao looked at the abbot, her eyes sowhat misty, she said, "Abbot, that’s my son, my biological son, how could I let go?"
The abbot smiled gently, "Indeed, that’s your son, biological son, but from the mont he was born, he beca an independent individual, now he has grown up into a person of thought and consciousness, you are destined not to be able to control him!"
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