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Xiao Zuowei sat quietly beside Cheng Mosu, his gaze fixed on her jade-like cheek. After Jiang Yating left, he pondered many things but still had no clue. According to Jiang Yating, it truly wasn't her fault that Xiao Su was harmed, but who could it be?
Once as clear as Mingjing, his heart was now shrouded in a layer of fog. The brilliance and loss of youth echoed in his mind, the memories of their past together and his feelings for her should have shattered like strings in France, where there would be no trace of her smile left on the jade table.
Yet, regardless of everything, memories had never truly broken and could not be rewritten.
“Xiao Su…” he murmured, the gentle whisper causing Yeh Zhenzhen beside him to suddenly shed tears.
“Brother Zuwei, what can we do now?” she asked, her brows lowered, her sparkling eyes weighed down by deep sorrow. For Cheng Mosu, for Brother Zuwei, and for herself.
Xiao Zuowei lifted his gaze from her words and looked at her familiar smile. She raised her brows and said, “We can't be so pessimistic. I believe Cheng Mosu will wake up; I truly believe that. Before that, what can we do within our power? We must do it!”
“Yeh Zhenzhen.” He called her name, not understanding why she continued to smile so happily as if she had no worries. Being by her side made even the worst moods dissipate like smoke in the wind. He turned to look at the unconscious Cheng Mosu on the bed, his brow furrowed tightly. Xiao Su was unassuming and engaged in a dialogue with the beauty of the world while fighting against its darkness; why would such an elegant and serene person be treated so cruelly?
Not just Xiao Su; all the kind-hearted people he knew seemed to meet unfortunate ends, while those who succeeded were often deceitful characters like Jiang Shanghao. Was it true that only by being a thousand times more ruthless than others could one avoid a dismal fate? Did one have to become what they despised to escape desolation?
“Brother Zuwei, what's wrong? Why do you look like that? Don't scare me.” Yeh Zhenzhen supported the pale-faced Xiao Zuowei, her tone anxious. “You can't collapse; otherwise, who will take care of Cheng Mosu during this time? Who will uncover the mastermind behind this?”
Xiao Zuowei's pupils tightened sharply as the warm jade-like smile began to hide its dim light. He looked directly into Yeh Zhenzhen's eyes and said gently, “There's no need to worry about me; I'm fine.”
He paused for a moment and saw Yeh Zhenzhen's brow relax before continuing, “My father has recently become the Minister of Finance and has been urging me to work at the Ministry of Finance. Unfortunately, I have ambitions to change people's thoughts and have repeatedly refused. I think it's time to accept his suggestion.”
Yeh Zhenzhen's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at him. “Brother Zuwei, are you saying you won't be a War Correspondent anymore or a teacher? You just want to become one of those ordinary people?”
She was angry with him for the first time, using derogatory words for the first time. He smiled silently, a long gentle time enveloping the two of them. "Yes, I really am going to become an ordinary person, Yeh Zhenzhen. I am not worthy of you."
"What... what are you talking about!" Yeh Zhenzhen seemed to have heard something incredible, tears welling up in her sparkling eyes, blurring her vision and making Xiao Zuowei's handsome face appear less real. She bit her lip, stubbornly suppressing her tears. "Brother Zuowei, you actually want to become strong and then change this dark world, right?"
She had spoken his thoughts so accurately that he didn’t want to lie or evade with Yeh Zhenzhen. "Yes. Mo Su's incident this time was either caused by the Jiang family or the Zhu Family. Yet we can't even find a single clue, let alone evidence to hold them accountable. To survive in this world, one can only become darker and more ruthless."
"Brother Zuowei, how can you think like that? Haven't you always wanted to enlighten the people?"
"Yes, I once had such naive thoughts and acted on them." Xiao Zuowei's voice grew heavy as he looked at the gray suit he was wearing. "But look at the result; has anyone changed at all because of me?"
"Absolutely!" Yeh Zhenzhen grasped his hand, his knuckles calloused from years of holding a pen and a gun. She took a deep breath, her pupils trembling slightly. "Those who long to read truthful reports, those who wish to know about their family's situation after enlisting, those who cherish the world—are all waiting for you!"
Xiao Zuowei was taken aback, watching her body tremble for reasons he couldn't understand. Without thinking, he pulled her into his embrace. "Thank you, Yeh Zhenzhen. But... my mind is made up."
She was immersed in his embrace, unable to extricate herself, but upon hearing his decision, she felt a shock in her heart. "Then... what about Mo Su? Do you hope that when she wakes up, she will see you transformed into someone else?"
He paused for a moment; his voice was as gentle as before but carried a hint of chill. "She will like it because whether it's the Jiang family or the Zhu Family, I won't let them have it easy."
Yeh Zhenzhen opened her mouth as if wanting to say something more, but he smiled and shook his head at her. "Yeh Zhenzhen, could you step outside for a bit? I have some things I want to discuss with Mo Su alone."
She was taken aback but nodded in understanding, getting up to leave the room and closing the door behind her.
Only the two of them remained inside; the window was half open and half closed. Outside, the phoenix trees had shed all their leaves while the hibiscus bloomed vibrantly. In the vase were the Mugua flowers that Cheng Mo Su had personally picked—blooming freely in the east wind throughout her life. Their elegant demeanor and unique fragrance were so similar to hers yet so distant from her at the same time.
"Xiao Su." Time froze on the face of the nineteen-year-old girl, the sunlight casting a warm glow over her as if she had fallen asleep to the past. He smiled sadly and held her delicate fingertips. "I have liked you since I was young, always have. Even when you returned from France, I couldn't let go of my feelings for you."
He paused, the bitterness at the corners of his lips becoming more pronounced. "When you came to find me that day, I could see in your expression that you would only love Shaoyi. I didn't want to make things difficult for you, so I said I had already moved on. But in reality, you are always in my heart, never leaving and never will."
"Are you listening to me?" A gentle breeze brushed through her hair. If she were awake, she would surely furrow her brows and tuck the wind-blown strands behind her ear. "If you don't speak, I'll just assume you've heard me. Xiao Su, I'm going to another world now, a world that is cruel and realistic. I want to change it; I want to create a future for you without schemes."
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