IACF [QT] Chapter 30.2

Su Yi leaned on the windowsill, gently stroking the fur of Mao Tuan with her fingers, and suddenly asked: “In the original book, how did Su Wanting do after Su Yi committed suicide?”

During this time, Mao Tuan had been accompanying her quietly. Such a noisy ball actually managed to endure the quietness.

It was not until Su Yi asked that it quickly flipped through the original book.

After reading for a long time, it said: [There is not much description, but there is a sentence that says Xiao Yan’s stepmother was guilty of her daughter’s suicide, which led to poor physical and mental health.]

Su Yi nodded.

Mao Tuan said uneasily: [Yi Yi, do you have any plans?]

Su Yi did have plans. She was ready to leave.

Human life span was limited, and she had lived too long, so the separation was only sooner or later.

However, no matter how many times she experienced it, it always made people sad and lonely. Just thinking that she was too weak and unwilling to be the one who stayed until the end, watching the people around her leave one by one.

But she couldn’t just leave like that.

Su Wanting had just lost a relative. If she lost her daughter too, even though they were not very close, she might not be able to bear it.

There was also Xiao Yan, the Xiao family, and her friends. She couldn’t bear to make them sad.

Su Yi sat on the windowsill all night and only made a decision when the sky in the east was just getting light.

[Yi Yi, are you really going to do this?] 

Mao Tuan said in surprise.

[This may be a big loss for you.]

Su Yi smiled, touched its head, and said, “It may be a bit of effort, but it’s not a big loss. Don’t underestimate me.”

Mao Tuan knew that it couldn’t persuade her, so it could only sigh secretly.

The sun finally jumped out of the sea level, and a new day had begun.

***

In the Xiao family mansion in City S, it was just past six o’clock.

Xiao Yan opened his eyes and stepped out of the door on time at six twenty.

He was adjusting his tie when he accidentally looked up at the room opposite and was slightly stunned.

He was the only one living on the entire third floor. The room opposite had been empty for decades. The door was usually closed, but today it was slightly open.

Did the aunt forget to close it when she was cleaning?

It was a trivial matter, but it seemed as if something forgotten was leading him through the living room.

Xiao Yan held the door handle and glanced into the room before closing it.

The furnishings were not much different from his own room, with a bed, a wardrobe, a desk, and what seemed to be a string of wind chimes made of shells hanging on the windowsill.

When he looked more closely, he found that the white curtains were blown up by the wind, which dazzled him.

Click—

The door closed tightly, and the curtains fell slowly.

In the master bedroom downstairs, Su Wanting woke up early and was packing up her mother’s belongings.

She found an iron box in the old woman’s cabinet, which contained many small objects and a not-very-clear photo.

She took it under the light and looked carefully. She found that the people in the photo were Grandma Qu and a little girl.

The girl was only three or four years old, with short arms and legs, a small round face, and her dark eyes flickered.

Su Wanting was lost in thought in the photo.

She naturally knew who the girl was. That was the daughter she didn’t want to give birth to and didn’t want to see. She died when she was five or six years old.

She had deliberately forgotten her a long time ago, but for some reason today, perhaps she thought of her mother who passed away not long ago, or she was just blinded by the wind, she looked at the photo and shed tears without even realizing it.

Further in the city center, in a high-end apartment, Zhang Jiajia was awakened by a phone call. She picked it up impatiently.

“…Who is it?”

“Lazy pig, are you still not up? Didn’t we agree to go shopping all day so that we can make a shining appearance at the class reunion?” Fang Yingying urged from the other end.

“I know, I know…” Zhang Jiajia looked in pain, but she still got up.

She sat on the bed in a daze for a while and caught a glimpse of the graduation photo that had been placed on the bedside table last night. She picked it up casually and planned to take another look at the class belle from that year.

“Hey… Shouldn’t there be one more person here?”

She rubbed her eyes and counted again to make sure that she was not sleepy and saw it wrong just now. There were only 29 people in their class, not 30.

She threw the photo away, yawned, and went to wash up.

In the small fishing village, Su Yi leaned against the tombstone of Grandma Qu and watched everything.

Mao Tuan was beside her, secretly wiping the corners of its eyes. It wanted to take back what it had said before about the big demon.

Who said that the big devil was inhumane? It had never seen a more merciful demon than her.

In order not to make others sad, she chose to change other people’s memories.

Now everyone had forgotten her, but she herself could not forget.

Was there anything more sad than this?

“Why are you crying?”

Su Yi saw Mao Tuan wiping its nose and picked it up with a smile, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

She took one last look at the sea, turned around, and said, “Grandma, I’m leaving.”

Thousands of miles away, Xiao Yan finished breakfast and was about to go to the company.

The moment he opened the car door, countless images flooded into his mind: the blue sea, the girl on the windowsill, the white wind chimes, and…

The figure bathed in fire, the woman on the throne, her fiery red clothes fluttering…

Xiao Yan opened his mouth, but a strange and hoarse voice came out, “…My Lord.”

 

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Translator’s Comment:

Woo, woo, woo…

So sad, so sad, so sad…

 

Arc 1 is finished!!

Next Arc 2: The Villain’s Beautiful Mother

Ho, ho, ho~

Someone will suddenly be a mother~

 

 

 

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