IHWL – Chapter 54.1

Chapter 54: The Other Mother

  Su Jishi stared at the phone in a daze until the screen automatically went out, then blinked afterwards.

    Her eyes were extraordinarily dry. Su Jishi woodenly squeezed an eye acupuncture point, and the countless sentiments in her heart eventually turned into a long sigh.

    She did not know how to describe her current mood. It was akin to an impenetrable gorgeous castle, when in fact, the window gaps couldn’t be 100% closed’; thus, the pervasive cold wind always seeped inside.

    And now she couldn’t tell for a moment whether the diary hidden in the phone was pushing the window wider or closing it more tightly.

    Her mother, her sister, and herself…because of a decision made twenty years ago, their three fates had been entangled. Twenty years later, it was written in an entirely new perspective.

    Su Jishi did not let herself drown in this dull pain. She turned off the phone and stuffed it into her coat pocket; out of sight, out of mind.

    She stayed in front of her mother’s grave for a while longer until the sun was setting in the west and the cold crows were urging her to leave.

    The warm sunset illuminated the two ‘ages’, and Su Jishi and Su Jinqing’s names were simultaneously covered with a layer of gold.

    The girl dusted off the hem of her coat, gathered her coat tightly, and whispered, “Goodbye.”

    Then she turned and followed the path she had come from, stepping over the stone steps, drifting away.

    The cemetery was built in the mountainous area north of the city, where the Yanshan Mountain range drew a halt. The winter in the capital was particularly chilly. Even the private mausoleum, which special staff maintained, displayed not  much beauty in winter. All that remained was an empty field of dead branches and fallen leaves.

    Because the cemetery served wealthy businessmen, government officials and celebrities, it paid special attention to privacy. Unlike other cemeteries, it was full of neat small tombstones. Whenever people visited, they could see residents paying respects to their relatives. Halfway down the mountain, Su Jishi didn’t meet a single person, and her only company were the birds in the forest.

    Along the stone steps, Su Jishi turned around, and her heels carried her to a new direction.

    Because she had been immersed in her own thoughts, she ignored the unnatural rustling sound that rang out in the forest.

    “Miss Su, please stay.”

    An abrupt hoarse voice sounded.

    Su Jishi froze. She looked up, only to see two men as  strong as a mountain, standing in front of her!

    The sun had obviously gone down, but the two men were wearing black suits and sunglasses. It was as if they were afraid that others couldn’t see their bad intentions.

    Su Jishi: “…” She gathered her thoughts and asked, “You two are?”

    One of the men wearing sunglasses did not answer the question positively, but only said, “My master would like to invite you for a chat.”

    Su Jishi almost gave them a round of applause!

    Deep in the mountains; in an old forest; black-clad bodyguards; furthermore, what did he just say? My master invites you for a chat; the dog-blood((dog-blood – used to describe TV drama scenes that are ridiculous, repetitive, and exaggerated.)) series that Fang Xie handed her some time ago had exactly this kind of plot. Later, the man’s mother handed the woman a 10 million check to leave her son. The woman refused money in the name of ‘true love’…This was also why Su Jishi rejected the script on the ‘mentally handicapped’ pretext.

    When Su Jishi thought of the script that she had thrown out of the door, she could not hold back her laughter.

    The two bodyguards standing in front of her were tall and strong, and one of their arms alone was thicker than Su Jisi’s thigh. However, Su Jishi was undaunted. Instead, she was particularly relaxed.

    She smiled and asked, “‘Master’? What, a hundred years after the fall of the Qing Dynasty, there are still people who want to restore it?”

    Bodyguards: “…”

    Su Jishi: “An employer is an employer, and Party A is Party A. You have signed a labor contract, not a deed of sale.”