Genius Club

Chapter 1115: Chapter 21 Going Home_3

“It’s nothing.”

Lin Xian said softly:

“Compared to what you’ve given me, it’s nothing.”

Quite soon.

The Bugatti Veyron stopped by the roadside.

Zhao Yingjun got out of the car and realized they were by the Huangpu River. Directly across the river, one could see the colorful splendor of the Oriental Pearl, and where they parked, a fence was just over ten meters ahead, beyond which were the ceaseless waves of the river.

“Do you remember this place?” Lin Xian asked.

“Of course, I remember.”

Zhao Yingjun walked toward the riverside in the evening breeze, wearing high heels:

“I remember every place you’ve taken me…because something unforgettable happened every time, each place holds an unforgettable memory.”

“This riverside here is where you brought me just before the 2023 New Year, right? After we attended the New Year’s party at Donghai Chamber of Commerce?”

“I remember this place, very clearly, that’s where I asked if you wanted to be my secretary, and I casually told you the password to the office door’s keypad.”

Lin Xian followed behind her.

Both leaning on the fence by the Huangpu River, they watched the night scene across the river, silent for a long time.

A gentle night breeze blew.

Ruffling Zhao Yingjun’s hair.

The fluttering strands danced in the air, sweeping across time, the past, sweeping across the years.

Zhao Yingjun stood with her eyes closed.

Feeling the chill of the wind, as restless as her inner turmoil.

Whether her eyes were open or closed, all she could see was the figure of her daughter… Yu Xi.

Even sitting in that Bugatti Veyron heading to Disney Castle, she thought of the night when fireworks were lit with Yu Xi; those fireworks, not very dazzling, were less impressive than Yu Xi’s smiling face on tiptoes.

“Feeling any better?” Lin Xian turned and asked.

Zhao Yingjun shook her head.

She didn’t want to lie to Lin Xian, nor did she want to feign strength at this moment:

“Sorry, not really.”

She lowered her head:

“It must have been Brother Wang who told you, that I haven’t been home these past couple of days.”

Lin Xian nodded, affirming it.

“I knew it must have been him.”

Zhao Yingjun let out a light chuckle:

“He really is a fence-sitter.”

After saying this.

Zhao Yingjun turned around, her back against the railing, exhaling a soft sigh:

“Actually, I didn’t want to trouble you with this, didn’t want you to waste your precious time on me… I know you have very important things to do, and I didn’t want to distract you because of me.”

“I’ve been thinking a lot these past two days, and I understand what you said, that Lin Yuxi isn’t really our child, she doesn’t belong to our future, and fundamentally, she shares no connection with us other than a blood relation.”

“I can make sense of these things, I can understand, but…”

She bit her lip, her expression turning melancholic:

“But I just can’t let go of this, of Yu Xi’s matter.”

“I used to think I was independent and strong enough to not rely on anyone in the world, that I could face anybody’s departure… In reality, I did well, all these years, there is no sorrow that I couldn’t handle, and nothing I couldn’t let go of.”

“I’ve always been afraid of troubling others, scared that my emotions would affect others.”

“Lin Xian.”

She raised her head, with the glittering ripples of Huangpu River reflecting in her eyes, looking into Lin Xian’s eyes:

“I especially don’t want to be a burden to you, don’t want to hold you back.”

“No.”

Lin Xian shook his head:

“You’ve never held me back for a moment, on the contrary, being able to get to where I am now is all thanks to your help.”

“I’m speaking the truth, it’s all thanks to your help… Some you know about, some you don’t; some were you, some were not, but in truth, it’s all you.”

“The matter with Yu Xi, I’m just as pained as you are, she is our daughter, we should bear this together.”

“Especially now that Yu Xi has left us, if you can’t move on from this and keep living at the company without going home… In the end, if you get sick because of this, the loss would outweigh the gain.”

…

Listening to Lin Xian’s words.

Zhao Yingjun remained silent.

After a long silence.

She finally spoke:

“It’s not that I don’t want to go home, but how can I… How do I return?”

Zhao Yingjun’s voice trembled:

“At home, everywhere is filled with traces of Yu Xi. I just randomly sit down anywhere or even just glance around, and all I see are the shadows of Yu Xi being there.”

“Yu Xi kicking off the blankets in bed, Yu Xi watching TV on the couch, Yu Xi gargling by the washbasin, Yu Xi twirling in her skirt in front of the Mirror…”

“She would talk to me about so many things, about how she missed her mom every day, about her greatest wish to go to Disney with her parents, and how she’d pull out that photo to look at it several times every day. I bought her so many clothes… Yet she kept on favoring just that one outfit.”

Zhao Yingjun closed her eyes.

As though those warm scenes were vividly before her:

“Of course I know I shouldn’t be like this; I also know, I’m not the only one grieving for Yu Xi’s departure.”

“But that home… I really can’t, her clothes, her toys, her pillow, her hair clips, her snacks, her towel…”

“As long as I am at home, all I can think about is Yu Xi, Lin Xian…”

She opened her eyes.

Looking at Lin Xian.

Lin Xian was also looking at this seemingly indestructible businesswoman, never before had he imagined that Zhao Yingjun too could someday become so fragile.

“I also want to go home.”

Zhao Yingjun’s voice was very soft:

“But I can’t control myself, can’t stop thinking about her. I can’t just… throw away all her stuff, right?”

She was still so strong.

Lin Xian looked at this woman.

She was always like this.

Every one of her, was like this.

The Huang Que that transcends time and space,

The White Jade Statue at Rhine Sky City,

The brave mother who drove a Ferrari into unit 17,

Zhao Yingjun, bearing the pain of losing her daughter, yet holding back not to cause herself trouble.

Softly…

Lin Xian reached out his right hand, taking her small hand:

“[Let’s go home together.]”

He whispered:

“Yu Xi’s things don’t need to be thrown away.”

“Her toys, we’ll keep them for her, for when she grows up and plays with them again;”

“Her clothes, we’ll keep them for her, to wear when she grows up;”

“Her hair clips, one day, will reappear in her hair;”

“On the couch, there will be Yu Xi watching movies, in front of the Mirror, there will be Yu Xi spinning in her new skirt; by the washbasin, we’ll prepare a step stool for her, waiting for her to grow taller, to grow up;”

“Believe me, Yingjun… Everything that belongs to Yu Xi, will eventually return to her.”

Zhao Yingjun held her breath.

She stared at Lin Xian with wide eyes:

“Are you saying…”

“Yes.”

Lin Xian’s eyes were resolute.

He gripped Zhao Yingjun’s hand firmly with his right hand, pulling her close to him:

“[Let’s bring Yu Xi back home!]”

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