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She had been away from home for two years, and today she finally set foot on this familiar land once again.
Father was watching her from a distance, waving at her. She smiled slightly and walked over, linking her arm with Father’s, sharing stories of her life in France over the past two years.
The initial sense of unfamiliarity upon arriving in France gradually faded. She had become very close with Yeh Zhenzhen, attending classes together and enjoying a simple and beautiful life. In the mornings, they practiced French, English, and German, followed by one or two hours of dance classes. The rest of their time was spent watching various operas, movies, literary works, and ballet performances. In the later stages of her studies abroad, encouraged by Yeh Zhenzhen, she began working part-time while studying. At first, she didn’t understand why she needed to do this, but after nearly a year of juggling work and study, she finally saw the world from a different perspective.
As for the person in her heart, she could now talk about him with a smile, free from joy or sorrow, only filled with endless longing.
Returning home was a decision made not long ago. Due to her outstanding performance, she received her degree ahead of schedule. She had promised Father that they would live in America and also promised Xiao Zuowei that she would give him a definite answer. Therefore, no matter what, she wanted to return home to settle her unfinished emotional ties.
With a hint of anticipation, she came back.
Instead of wearing her favorite Qipao, she donned a translucent cream-colored Western dress. At first glance, Cheng Yi didn’t recognize that this was his daughter until she linked her arm with his. He then realized and couldn’t help but exclaim how beautiful his daughter had grown, like a lotus emerging from the water.
He patted Cheng Mosu’s hand and said with a smile, “You must be tired; go rest for a bit.”
“I’m not tired,” Cheng Mosu replied softly, her eyes sparkling with life. “It’s been two years since I came home; my body is a bit weary, but my mind is still active.”
The father and daughter chatted and laughed as they got into the Ford car and drove away.
Once back home, she distributed gifts to everyone—items she had collected from various places in Europe. Each gift came with its own unusual story that captivated the girls led by Feng Yin. She took a gentle sip of tea and finished telling one story before reaching into her bag for another gift. Her gaze fell upon an exquisite Colorful Butterfly Specimen; she paused for a moment before putting on the same light smile as before. “Feng Yin, how is Brother Zuwei doing?”
Feng Yin hesitated for a moment before answering, “Zuo Wei is doing well. When you left back then, he followed you wholeheartedly. Later on, I ran into him on the street and greeted him; we didn’t say much more.” She turned around and took out a note from the drawer. “This is his phone number. He said that if you’re back and want to catch up, you can call him.”
Cheng Mo took the note and nodded, the smile at the corners of his lips becoming more pronounced. Zuo Wei... he must want to see her.
The two agreed to meet at eight o'clock. Xiao Zuo Wei always had a habit of arriving early, and Cheng Mo found him already seated in the Western restaurant for half an hour when she arrived.
"Zuo Wei." Her voice was as clear as before. After their time apart in France, meeting again stirred some emotions within her.
He turned to look at her. She had hardly changed; her long black hair cascaded down to her waist, and she wore a snow-colored cheongsam. With bright eyes and white teeth, delicate fingers, and hair styled like dark clouds, her beauty was unparalleled, captivating all.
She looked at him as well and felt that he had changed quite a bit. His gentle smile still remained but now carried a sense of determination, with a different charm radiating from the corners of his eyes and brows. Sitting across from him, they exchanged smiles, as if they had never been apart.
"I thought I would have to wait three or four years, but I didn't expect you to come back in just two," he said with a smile. "After I left, you must have worked really hard in France."
Her water-colored eyes sparkled brightly before she revealed a light smile. "I used to rely too much on you, Zuo Wei. It was quite an adjustment being on my own; I had to work twice as hard to chase away the loneliness."
Her clear eyes rested on him. "I specifically brought you a gift. Can you forgive me for my past stubbornness?" Delicate, fair hands took out an exquisite box. He smiled as he opened it, revealing a fluttering butterfly inside.
"This is a colorful butterfly specimen," he said quietly, a smile unconsciously tugging at his lips. "This is something you always wanted when we were kids; why are you giving it to me?"
"I bought three—one for myself, one for you, and one I don't know who to give it to," she replied honestly, her slender fingertips tapping her forehead in a troubled manner, which made him laugh and say, "Is there still one gift that you can't give away?"
"You think everyone likes the same things?" She smiled lightly, her eyes brimming with uncontainable joy.
He laughed along with her, his voice gentle and pleasant. "Why don't you just give me two? Good things come in pairs; when I have a wife in the future, I'll give this one to her."
"This isn't bad at all." She paused for a moment, a faint dimple appearing at the corner of her lips. According to their agreement, she was supposed to give him an answer, but it seemed he had guessed her thoughts and spoke for her.
He looked at her, as if in another world. She appeared increasingly elegant and serene, drawing him in. Clearing his throat, he spoke about himself and life, "After I returned to the country, I thought for a long time about why you like Shaoyi and not me. He can't follow you far away, but I am willing to give up everything. If you want to study in France, I will accompany you. I even thought that if you wanted to go live in America with your uncle, I would brush up on my English to become a Diplomat there. I am willing to wait for you to turn back, yet you never glance at me."
She hesitated and softly apologized.
"Silly girl." He smiled gently, tapping her petite head like he used to when they were young. "Shaoyi has his own pursuits and things he must accomplish, but I do not. A person without independence cannot gain love." His Eyes sparkled like stars. "Xiao Su, I want to spread love to all those who need help."
"Mm." She smiled brightly. "I believe in Brother Zuo Wei."
"Enough about me; let's talk about you."
"Me?" She propped her chin on her hand and thought for a moment before smiling. "I don't want to run away anymore."
He was taken aback for a moment and then laughed. "Now go back and find Shaoyi, it's not too late. Last year, Jiang Shaohao's subordinates united various local forces to challenge Jiang Shaohao's power. Shaoyi became the target of both sides' efforts. Initially, he declared neutrality but later supported Jiang Shaohao. Not only did he earn a lot of funding, but he was also appointed by Jiang Shaohao as the commander of the army, navy, and air force. Plus, since the war wasn't fought on his territory, he suffered no losses; now his reputation is at its peak. If you don't go soon, he might be taken away by Jiang Shaohao's daughter."
She gazed out at the willow trees swaying in the breeze, fragrant flowers filling the air under a clear blue sky. Her Lip Corners were calm and quiet, her eyes clear as water. "I don't even know how I feel anymore; no matter what, he has always been the strangest presence in my heart. After years apart, I wonder if he's still the same as before. I don't want to force anything or pay attention to anything now; if we are fated to meet again, we will see each other again then. At that time, I won't refuse; I'll just let things take their course." She smiled softly.
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