Chapter 190: Breaking the Darkness and Ushering in the Light
Chapter 190: Breaking the Darkness and Ushering in the Light
Upon hearing this, Gu Yu panicked and turned his head to look at Su Huai beside him, showing worry and confusion.
Su Huai read the meaning in her eyes, smiled and shook his head, then pulled her past Uncle Zhang and walked into the inner room.
Uncle Zhang was also very considerate. He did not follow the two of them closely, but walked behind them at a distance.
"Are you worried that the teacher will get angry if you wait too long?"
There was a long corridor leading to the house, and Su Huai took this opportunity to ask.
Gu Yu nodded. In the eyes of outsiders, Shen Bozhou was ruthless and never left any room for maneuver.
Even though Su Huai was her student, there was a difference between close relatives and friends. It would be embarrassing to go to someone else's house without visiting the host first.
This is how society is. It is hard to be alone...
Su Huai didn't care: "I brought you here to relax. It doesn't matter what others think. Don't forget, I am here for you."
Hearing this, Gu Yu was in a trance for a moment. The silent touch of emotion always moistens things silently.
In fact, she has always wanted to ask Su Huai a question.
Gu Yu knew very well that Su Huai had grown up in a wealthy family and had almost no desire for money.
She likes to live a leisurely and free life, preferably with a stable job so that she can travel during holidays.
Even without passion, for her, simplicity is precious.
But many years later, Su Huai chose to become Shen Bozhou's student and took a step into the business world.
Living a life that goes against my ideals, all this...
It's probably all because of me...
Gu Yu is very smart. She knows most of the reasons why Su Huai surrendered to Shen Bozhou, and she can also imagine how much price Su Huai paid for it.
I couldn't help but feel a sense of regret and sadness in my heart. I used to think that as long as we were together, it didn't matter even if we had to eat simple meals.
But reality always likes to give idealism a blow, and Gu Yu doesn't want to worry about whether every choice Su Huai makes comes from the heart.
She also tried to let go of regret and guilt, because the past cannot be changed.
What’s the use of regretting and feeling guilty?
All I can do is keep accompanying Su Huai.
On this road, Su Huai is no longer alone.
Walking into the main house, the simple and elegant modern American style hits you in the face. Different from the minimalist style of Su Huai's apartment, which is monotonous everywhere, there are obviously more elements here and it is warmer.
Although she said she wasn't nervous, the further she walked in, the tighter Gu Yu held her hand.
I had clearly seen Shen Bozhou before, but I still felt my heart beating fast.
Maybe it's because she is Su Huai's respected teacher...
The meeting went more smoothly than expected. Just as Su Huai said, Mrs. Shen Ji Qiu was a very good and kind person, always with a decent yet warm smile on her face.
He speaks in a very easy-going and friendly manner, without any airs at all.
This is very precious for Gu Yu, who has been deprived of family affection since childhood. Unexpectedly, he had a very happy chat with Ji Qiu.
The four of them sat in the living room and chatted about nothing for a while, and then Su Huai was called to the study by Shen Bozhou.
Ji Qiu took Gu Yu to the garden to see her new flowers.
When the gardeners saw the mistress of the manor coming, they quickly put down their tools and those who were sitting stood up to greet her.
It was a huge difference from what Gu Yu had imagined. When she heard Ji Qiu say that he would take her to see the flowers, she thought that the flowers planted here should be various rare species from all over the world.
What I saw were some flower seedlings that were so ordinary that they couldn't be more ordinary, and most of them had not yet bloomed.
Gu Yu knew nothing about this and knew very little about it. Talking to her about this was like talking to a deaf person.
But Ji Qiu didn't care. He pointed to a blooming orange-yellow flower placed in a corner not far away in the garden.
"That flower was brought by Su Huai. She used to come here often and would help me with this when she had nothing to do."
Her tone was tinged with memories, and she continued with a smile:
"When I brought it here, it was still a seedling, barely reaching the height of my palm, but now it's blooming."
Turning around to look at the still young Ji Qiu, if Gu Yu remembered correctly, Mrs. Shen was four years older than Mr. Shen. Mr. Shen was 39 this year, and Mrs. Shen was 43.
He doesn't look old at all, and looks just like a young man in his twenties or thirties.
It is true that wealth nourishes people.
After a long silence, she finally answered, "What kind of flower is that?"
“Marigold.”
"Chrysanthemum?"
The meaning of chrysanthemum has always been negative, so does this flower also represent Su Huai's mood at that time?
Just as I was thinking, Ji Qiu spoke again, his voice still so gentle.
It seemed to be able to heal all the pain in the world. At a certain moment, Gu Yu seemed to understand why Shen Bozhou was so devoted to her.
"Don't overthink it. Marigolds not only represent mourning, but also noble justice."
"Its branches grow vertically upward, so people perceive it as noble and unyielding."
“But it can’t face the sun directly, so it can only grow in hidden corners for a long, long time…”
"The bright orange and yellow colors often lead people to misunderstand them, making people think they are warm and positive, like sunflowers, but they are actually yin."
The words melted into the wind, and only Gu Yu knew how much she understood.
Ji Qiu turned around with a smile still on his face, and his curved eyebrows always made people let down their guard.
Then, changing the subject, she said, "But I think it's better than a sunflower, because not everyone is born to grow towards the sun."
"Do you dare to say that countless ordinary people have been bathed in sunshine (which can be understood as justice) throughout their lives?"
Gu Yu listened quietly without giving any answer.
Her straightened lips and half-lidded eyes all reveal her inner thoughts.
Wasn't Ji Qiu referring to Su Huai by using marigold?
On the surface, he seems to be in a glorious position and is praised and admired by everyone, but once you get to know his true nature, doesn't Su Huai have a dark side?
Threats, murder, plots...
Su Huai did all these things that were despised by those so-called upright and noble people.
People think that marigolds grow upwards, so they say they are just and unyielding.
When people look at Su Huai's academic achievements, they think she is the epitome of perfect success.
But can we choose these dark sides ourselves?
If possible, no one would want to have this side, and no flower wants to grow in dark and damp soil all the time.
It will try every possible means to find the sunshine that belongs to it.
because--
"Even shade-tolerant plants like marigolds, which are afraid of direct sunlight, still need sunlight."
“Isn’t this the way to dispel darkness and usher in light?”
And you, Gu Yu, you are her sunshine.
She allowed herself to bear so much darkness just to find you, get you, and possess you.
Ji Qiu has seen too many cases of unrequited love, and she really doesn't want to see this happen again.
It is easy to fall in love, but hard to stay together.
It's nothing great to fall in love, but it's great to continue to love.
If possible, she wouldn't mind helping Su Huai.
Gu Yu came back to his senses from the whirlpool of thoughts. The smile on his lips was a little stiff, but it was a relief and a rebirth.
The suspicion and uneasiness that had been tormenting her since she lost her memory collapsed at this moment, and the seeds of doubt were also uprooted.
The missing piece of memory was also filled at this moment.
Even if she didn't know what happened in the past, she didn't know what Su Huai had done without her knowing.
The only thing we know is that everything Su Huai did was for her.
that's enough.
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