latelenovela Chapter 228 Turning into Pearls
Chapter 228 Turning into Pearls
Perhaps it started in Sha Mao Lane, or perhaps even earlier, that I came to love watching the river rush by.
The river has no known origin or destination.
Ji Yangyang often sits alone on a bench by the river for two or three hours at a time. She comes here after school, and stays even longer during holidays.
It wasn't just that he was daydreaming; he also practiced the breathing techniques taught by Ding Tongguang.
In the previous world, this breathing technique had become quite powerful by the time the person was a hundred years old.
It may also help with lifespan. Qiao Sanli, Chang Xingyu, and Qiao Simei all practiced it, but only Qiao Sanli made a name for herself in it.
Liu Zheng knew about Ji Yangyang's hobby, but he didn't really care. He just warned Ji Yangyang to be careful when riding his bike and to stay away from the shore.
This park is quite close to Hao Yuqing's home, but it's slated for demolition soon.
It's a bit far from Liu Zheng's house. But I'm content to have found a park with few people.
The river was shallow; when a young man stood up, the water was only up to his waist.
That day, sitting by the river again, Ji Yangyang basked in the afternoon sunlight, watching the ceaseless flow of the river, and fell into deep memories.
"Water only has meaning when it rushes forward! Perhaps everything will be answered in the future. Just like water will always find its destination, even if it keeps flowing, it is always searching and never stops."
After so many years, Ji Yangyang finally felt that she had gained some insight, but she couldn't quite put it into words.
Just as he was experiencing that feeling, a suppressed sob disturbed Ji Yangyang's seclusion.
Song Qian was deeply saddened.
Qiao Weidong agreed to the divorce.
Exceptionally decisive and swift.
He really doesn't want to live like this anymore!
Song Qian also knew that Qiao Weidong needed to do business, and it was inevitable that he would have informal social interactions, or even just playing along. But Qiao Weidong's decisive agreement to divorce seemed to indicate that his heart had become wild!
Qiao Weidong no longer cares about himself!
He wants to find someone better!
While tidying up the room, Song Qian saw her wedding photos with Qiao Weidong again. A wave of sadness washed over her!
I sat down on the bench just to clear my head, and I didn't really want to cry, but somehow, I felt a surge of sadness and couldn't stop the tears from flowing!
This time, the overwhelming sadness could no longer be contained! The more I cried, the sadder and more helpless I felt.
When Ji Yangyang walked out from behind the big tree, he saw a woman in her thirties, hugging her knees, curled up on the bench, crying pitifully!
"Little Dragon Girl, I've heard that your tears can turn into pearls!"
Ji Yangyang took a piece of paper out of her bag and handed it to Song Qian.
Song Qian was stunned! She immediately stopped crying.
Someone was so close, and I didn't even notice!
Although I didn't hear what he said, the paper he handed me seemed to explain everything. "Thank you!"
Ji Yangyang smiled at Song Qian.
Only then did Song Qian get a clear look at the person in front of her.
This is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy!
Ji Yangyang was only fourteen years old, but he was quite tall, which led Song Qian to misunderstand him.
He's a very handsome boy!
I was actually deeply moved by Qiao Sanli, and Ji Yangyang's smile was full of sunshine; her smile was very healing!
It's very infectious!
In an instant, Song Qian felt much better.
Today was so inexplicable!
Ji Yangyang sat down at the other end of the bench. "Is Big Sister not in a good mood?"
Song Qian was a little embarrassed, "You have to call me Auntie!"
Ji Yangyang sat with his legs spread wide, which should have been very domineering, but his youthful naiveté made it seem somewhat incongruous. "Is there anything troubling you? You can tell me, maybe I can help you."
The sky was slightly hazy, the river was clear but not very natural, and a gentle breeze blew through the dry, yellow willow branches, which also stirred Song Qian's hair.
Song Qian suddenly felt a little cold. But she quickly felt warm again because a coat suddenly appeared on her body.
It was that handsome young man's jacket.
After hesitating for a long time, Song Qian still briefly told Ji Yangyang about her divorce. She didn't know why, but she just felt that Ji Yangyang was very kind to her and subconsciously wanted to trust him.
"I know you're very sad right now, but please believe in time. Time heals all wounds. It's like, as time goes by, you get used to it!"
The first part was quite gratifying, but the second part made Song Qian's face darken immediately. "Is this how you helped me?"
Ji Yangyang didn't take it to heart. She stood up, walked to the riverside railing, and stood with her hands behind her back. "Human hearts are the most unfathomable thing in the world, and the fate between two people is even more unfathomable. People need to learn to let go! Otherwise, they will lose their happiness, and their bodies will be tired, but their hearts will be even more tired."
Song Qian was amused. "You little brat, you're not that old, but you talk like an old man."
Seeing that Song Qian was laughing so hard she didn't even notice the bubbles coming out of her nose, Ji Yangyang stopped and said, "Alright! I'm leaving. You can be sad here by yourself!"
After patting his bottom, Ji Yangyang left, leaving Song Qian alone on the bench, watching Ji Yangyang's departing figure.
Only after the handsome figure disappeared from sight did Song Qian come to her senses and stand up to go home and cook for Qiao Yingzi. But as she stood up, she realized that she was wearing a coat that didn't belong to her.
Looking at the spot where the handsome young man had left, there was no trace left.
After waiting for half an hour without seeing the handsome young man return, she had no choice but to take her coat and go home.
"Mom, you're back!"
Qiao Yingzi was still a little anxious because she couldn't find her mother. When she saw Song Qian return, she immediately went up to her and took Song Qian's hand.
Song Qian held Qiao Yingzi's hand with some relief, "Yingzi, I'm sorry, I was held up by something outside. Are you hungry? I'll go make you some food right away!"
"I'm not that hungry, I ate a lot at noon!" Qiao Yingzi is young, but she has already begun to feel sorry for her mother. She feels that her mother is the person in the world who needs the most care, and only when her mother is happy will the world be bright.
Song Qian casually hung her coat on the wall and then went into the kitchen to start cooking.
Qiao Yingzi had been feeling that something was off, but couldn't quite put her finger on it. It wasn't until she saw that Song Qian was wearing a coat that she realized what was wrong.
Whose clothes are these?
"Which one?" Song Qian hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter and asked Qiao Yingzi while chopping vegetables.
Qiao Yingzi walked to the kitchen doorway. "It's that black tracksuit you hung by the door."
Song Qian paused in her chopping motion. "Just now, while I was taking a nice stroll in the park, a boy accidentally dropped it. I was thinking of bringing it back first, and then seeing if the property management could return it to the person tomorrow."
Song Qian didn't know why she lied, or why she used such a nonchalant tone, but instinctively, she didn't want to tell Qiao Yingzi the truth.
Qiao Yingzi didn't suspect anything, but she felt that Song Qian had brought trouble upon herself.
"Why don't I go and hand it over to the property management now?" Qiao Yingzi volunteered, so as not to trouble her mother.
Song Qian quickly stopped her, "No need, no need, I'll go. You should go and look at your test paper first. I've already graded it for you. There are a few wrong answers. Think about why you made those mistakes and don't make the same mistakes again."
Qiao Yingzi immediately looked like she was possessed by a bitter gourd, pouted, and walked towards her room, saying, "Oh! I know! Mom!"