Chapter 1205 - 1177: The Journey to Happiness

Chapter 1205: Chapter 1177: The Journey to Happiness

Wealth and glory are fleeting, and throughout five thousand years of history, the rise and fall of great families are not uncommon. Even the emperors of the past couldn’t guarantee the prosperity of their descendants for generations. With the changing times and the passage of years, everything becomes insignificant.

Qiuqiu’s father sighed, leaving his cousin speechless.

"Oh my God, what kind of brainwashing did Mr. Chen give you, Uncle? Your words are so profound! You don’t sound like a nouveau riche at all!"

These ideas were subtly instilled in Qiuqiu’s father by Qian over time. He pretended that he wasn’t listening, but he remembered everything. Today’s events served merely as a catalyst. Qian lightly touched upon these long-instilled thoughts and ignited them. Even the parrot raised by Qiuqiu’s father has been taught some poetry and prose by Qian. The brainwashing was gradual and subconscious.

"This child, I haven’t given him anything from childhood to adulthood, and now as I don’t have many years left, it’s time to give him some gifts. Go, bring me a pen." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ

Qiuqiu and Qian went out to find a tea house. They usually would have had some drinks, but since Qian is pregnant, they had to use tea as a substitute for alcohol.

Even though it was tea, it was intoxicating in a way that surpassed alcohol. Qiuqiu drank several cups in one go, not caring what taste was in his mouth.

"I don’t know what’s going on lately. I just feel very tired, unable to sleep or eat well. Qian, what do you think is wrong with me?"

"Hmm, it sounds like a bit of anxiety. Suddenly taking over the family business, combined with repressed dissatisfaction in relationships, has caused emotional anxiety."

"How do I fix it?"

"Find a girl, vent it out, and you’ll be fine."

"Pfft!" Qiuqiu spat out a mouthful of tea, and Qian avoided it disdainfully.

"You’re a pregnant woman, how can you speak so recklessly?"

"What’s wrong with being pregnant? A pregnant woman is also a human being. Humans have emotions and desires. Suppressing them causes psychological issues. I am not that foolish."

Qiuqiu shook his head. He wanted to find someone, but the person he liked was abroad. Who knows when they might meet again?

Thinking of this, Qiuqiu poured himself another cup of tea, and as he drank it, he felt his head getting heavier.

"They say alcohol only makes worries worse, but why does drinking tea make me feel dizzy..." Whether or not it was psychological, Qiuqiu felt his head getting heavier, and his eyelids started to struggle, barely noticing Qian’s increasingly attentive smile.

"Sleep, sleep~"

When Qiuqiu woke up again, he felt as if his body was weighed down with lead. He shook his head, trying to wake himself up, and as he opened his eyes, he saw a beautiful face very close to his, startling him into retreating. "Gosh, a ghost!"

"Sir, you’re awake!" A woman in a uniform bowed to him with a polite smile, "Would you like something to drink? We have coffee, milk, juice..."

A flight attendant?

Qiuqiu turned his head. Outside the window, fluffy clouds floated by, indicating the plane had been flying for a while.

"How did I end up here?"

Wasn’t he drinking tea with Qian? How did he wake up on a plane?

Qiuqiu rubbed his stiff neck and sat up, and the flight attendant politely handed him an envelope.

"Sir, this is passed on to you by your family."

Qiuqiu waived her away, opened the envelope, and found two notes. One with an ugly handwriting was undoubtedly written by his uneducated father.

Bring the person back.

Who to bring?

Qiuqiu hadn’t caught on yet. But when he reached into his pocket and saw the plane ticket to overseas, he understood.

The destination of this trip is that place he had longed for but always hesitated to visit!

There, his cherished person awaited.

But they hadn’t been in contact for months, and he didn’t know if she was well, or if there was someone else beside her now.

Qiuqiu suddenly felt an apprehension akin to returning home, his heart a mix of emotions. His father’s sudden change must be Qian’s doing. The thing he had dreamed of happening was now reality, and like the window clouds floating in the sky, a gentle breeze could scatter them. The surprise of the dream coming true made it hard for him to adapt.

Fearing waking up to find nothing.

In such conflicted emotions, Qiuqiu unfolded the second note.

It was more a screenshot of a chat conversation than a letter.

At a glance, he knew who the two avatars belonged to. The one above was Qian, and the one below, the response, made it impossible for Qiuqiu to look away.

It was Bai Jin’s chat account!

Since they parted, Qiuqiu had been afraid to log into his account, fearing that seeing her avatar would unleash his emotions, causing a loss of self-control.

Steadying himself, he looked at their conversation, and as he read, Qiuqiu...

Qian wrote a verse of "Willow of Chang’an", "Willow of Chang’an, Willow of Chang’an, are you still as lush as before? Even if your branches hang as they did, they’ve likely been plucked by another’s hand."

This verse spoke directly to Qiuqiu’s heart!

Even though Qiuqiu majored in sports, he had a knack for such readings. The verse "Willow of Chang’an" seemed to talk about the willow tree, but is actually the poet’s way of questioning his concubine lost amidst chaos, asking indirectly how she was and suggesting that even if she was as beautiful as before, she might have been claimed by someone else.

Wasn’t this what Qiuqiu had just been thinking about?

It’s been several months since he and Bai Jin parted. In a relatively open environment abroad, she surely wouldn’t lack suitors. In a literary manner, Qian asked the very question on Qiuqiu’s mind, so he eagerly sought out Bai Jin’s reply to Qian.

Coincidentally, Bai Jin responded to Qian with the poet’s concubine’s reply, "Willow Branch", "Fragrant months, pitiful each year brings separation. One leaf sudden to autumn, even if you come, would you want to take it?"

This answer is even more subtle, implying she hasn’t been with anyone else, she’s waiting for him, but now her looks are not as before, perhaps if he comes he might not want her.

This exchange, wise in its questions, exceptional in its answers, made Qiuqiu’s hand holding the paper shake.

Qian is like a worm inside his belly.

Despise time being so slow, despise not being able to embrace the one he loves.

After enduring nearly ten agonizing hours on the plane, the moment it landed, Qiuqiu rushed out first, only to feel a bit lost after leaving the airport.

Where could he possibly find her?

Oh dearest Qian, aren’t you the thoughtful one?

How come you don’t follow through on good deeds; why only provide a chat screenshot without an address?

Qiuqiu began to feel for his phone, wanting to make a call to ask, but found his phone had no roaming service and was without signal abroad. Worse yet, he had no money at all...

What on earth is this! Qiuqiu pondered whether he should beg for phone money, but then thought it too shameful. As he hesitated, a melodious voice emerged like a heavenly sound from behind.

"I’m short one worker, interested in the job? Food and lodging provided, job duration: permanent."

Upon hearing this, Qiuqiu’s heart fluttered, could this be...

"Won’t you turn around to look at me, are you afraid I’ll eat you?"