svetikya Chapter 497: Ethereal Happiness is also Happiness
Chapter 497: Ethereal Happiness is also Happiness
As time went by, the heir, oh no, it should be the young master who had already inherited the family, understood all of this very well.
He is smarter than I thought and can now take care of things for the young master on his own.
Maybe he will leave me sooner than I thought. Never mind, I will be able to leave when I am about 17 years old. If I continue to study at my current speed, I may have nothing to do in two months...
"Miss Norinshi!" Oh? It was a name I remembered very clearly.
Many people don't call themselves by this name anymore...
"Hello... I remember now! It's you..."
"Long time no see, Miss Norinxi!" The voice revealed happiness, Shi...the former clerk who was now married.
"Come to think of it, why did you come to the city? I originally wanted to look for you, but I didn't expect you to appear in front of me now..." There was tenderness in his tone, and he was quite happy for this person who could be considered a friend whom he hadn't seen for more than ten years.
"I came to the church to pray for my child...Would you like to go shopping with me? We haven't seen each other for a long time. To be honest, I would be very sad to suddenly lose such a high-quality customer!"
From a little girl to an adult, time flies by so fast.
"Okay, let's go." The wind on the road was very gentle, blowing people's hair. Every strand of hair was dyed golden by the sunlight, which reminded people of wheat ears at harvest time.
Nolinxi still wears ear clips and has not chosen to pierce her ears. This is a kind of obsession, because she is afraid of ear piercings. It is really amazing that someone who can cut off his own fingers without changing his expression is afraid of piercing his ears.
"To be honest, I didn't want to get married. I wanted to get married later. Although there was someone I liked, it was a bit too early for me at that time. I had to wait at least 56 years before getting married..." The child was right next to her. In Nolinxi's opinion, the other party was of the same age as her, but his personality was more naive.
"So why did you?"
"Look, that's the painter's grandfather's house!" The other party did not answer, but naturally took over the topic and pointed to the place where he had stayed for more than a day, "That painter can be considered a relative of mine!"
No wonder... the other party's fees are not high, but there are many people asking for paintings. Why would an ordinary person own so many paintings of this person?
That gentleman is about your relatives?" He ruffled his hair with his hands, not quite understanding.
Although it looks very normal, there is only one thing that I don't understand: why would the man who lives here and looks very rich have a granddaughter like this?
"Indeed, when I was little, my grandfather would touch my head, draw pictures for me, and tell me to find a good family...at least not like my mother."
That was a strange old man.
"Your grandfather loves windmill chrysanthemums and asked me to plant so many in the Wind Rising Land..."
"My grandfather doesn't like it," the pair of eyes that still reveal their spirit looked at me, "The one who really likes windmill chrysanthemums is my mother..."
"..."
"...I haven't had anyone to listen to my complaints for a long time. Would you like to listen to me?"
"Of course, please feel free to tell me, I promise I won't tell anyone." There is no need to delve too deeply into other people's secrets, but the other person is in a bad mood, so it would be much better to ask appropriately and let him/her speak out.
"My mother is a somewhat rebellious adventurer. She always wanted to go on adventures when she was little. But I found that my grandfather would let my mother do that when she was little, and he drew a lot of pictures of her on her adventures..."
Even the wind unconsciously slowed down its speed, making people feel cooler and taking away the tears that were about to fall.
"Later, my mother encountered an accident because of her adventure. My grandfather forbade her from doing that, but because of this, my mother chose to run away from home."
"When we met again, I was already a little kid! Grandpa said that when I was little, I was just like my mother, a very cute child. Even when I came, I was just like my mother... I was left at the door."
What are those eyes filled with? A bit of nostalgia, a bit of sadness, a bit of joy, a bit of sorrow...
What beautiful eyes.
"Mom is not Grandpa's biological child. She is just an abandoned baby that was found. Maybe I am not Mom's child, or maybe I am not? Because there is no letter left, but I am about the same age... and I have a pair of eyes that look very similar to Mom's."
"You have beautiful eyes. I wanted to say that when we first met." Nuolinxi listened carefully and sat on a chair beside him. They sat down together. The sun was not so hot now, and the autumn wind was cool.
"Thank you... What happened next? As time went by, I started to rebel. I wanted to have my own life instead of staying with grandpa every day! After all, there was a huge difference between grandpa and me, so I hated grandpa very much at that time..."
Some people will regret for the rest of their lives because of what they said at one moment.
"It was a very rebellious choice, running away from home! Actually, there is nothing wrong with the sentence that my grandfather drew a portrait of me when I was a child, because my grandfather drew many, many portraits for me, recording my growth every month..."
"Don't be too sad..."
"The last news I got was that grandpa was seriously ill. In order to reassure him, I agreed to marry a relatively decent man. I told grandpa that I would live happily... Grandpa finally closed his eyes peacefully. But I did not make a wrong choice. My husband loves me, my children are close to me, and I love my husband too." After saying all this, tears finally burst out, and Nuolinxi carefully wiped away the other person's tears with a handkerchief she carried with her.
"My grandfather once said that if my mother chooses to come back one day, don't complain. Tell her to plant windmill chrysanthemums all over Fengqidi like when she was a child..."
"Every time the wind blows and the windmill chrysanthemums turn, it is a moment of my missing you..."
Such romantic words...
That longing will never end, just like the wind will never stop.
"The wind will carry your thoughts far away, don't worry... A lonely soul can also walk towards a more hopeful and beautiful future in the wind, and your grandfather will be very happy that you have a happy life..."
For the painter, as long as the child is happy, that's all that matters.