Marrying the Short-Lived, Maniacal Eldest Miss for Good Fortune 55

Chapter 55

The next day, the trust company called. Lin Shuxing groggily reached for her phone, but first touched a pair of soft, warm lips.

The woman lazily opened her eyes, fumbled around on the bed a few times, and handed her the phone.

Lin Shuxing glanced at the caller’s name and the time, and her sleepiness instantly vanished.

Oh no, I overslept!

“Why didn’t the alarm go off?”

She rescheduled with the trustee and hurriedly propped up her limp body to get up.

The silver chain was taut. Fang Yi was pulled by her and also cooperatively sat up.

“Sorry, I turned off the alarm. I was afraid of disturbing your sleep.”

Sunlight pierced into the room. Lin Shuxing blinked, and after being held all night, she actually became shy. She twisted the bedsheets and asked, “You’re awake? So early?”

Last night, she had wanted to handcuff Fang Yi to the head of the bed, but she couldn’t handcuff both hands.

With no interrogation experience, she had just held it in her hand, and had been accidentally pulled down by a certain vicious person, suppressing her fluttering little thoughts.

Before, for this day, Lin Shuxing had secretly studied the love words between lovers for a long time, but in the end, they had just slept in each other’s arms. She was very aggrieved and could only kiss her, secretly vowing to get it back doubly in the future, to make her coax and beg her!

Anyway, there was still a long way to go.

Fortunately, Fang Yi’s body was warm, and it was very soft to lean in her arms. She liked to put her legs on her.

Fang Yi had also used her long, slender hands to massage her sore and weak calves. It was just the simplest touch, but it made many strange feelings rise in her heart.

Not strong, but continuous, like ripples spreading.

“I have to find the key first,” Lin Shuxing muttered in a small voice.

The air conditioning in the room was very cold. Fang Yi reached out and helped Lin Shuxing tie up the half-open clothes in front of her.

As carefree as she had been when she had thrown the key last night, she was now as pathetic as she was squatting on the floor looking for it.

Lin Shuxing’s memory of later was a bit fragmented, and she couldn’t remember where the key had been thrown.

What to do? I can’t have the butler send a spare…

Just as the young lady was biting her lip and struggling, Fang Yi, on the side, saw her predicament, picked up a hairpin, inserted it into the lock, and pried it a few times.

Click.

The handcuffs opened easily.

The young lady let out a gasp of amazement. Just as she looked at Fang Yi with her sparkling eyes, she suddenly felt that something was not right.

“You know how to pick locks? Then last night—”

Fang Yi didn’t answer, just smiled faintly and looked away.

She had already washed up and had helped the young lady.

At this moment, her long hair was tied in a simple high ponytail, and she looked very energetic. Her complexion had also returned to normal, with a fresh red glow.

“Don’t delay the important business,” she reminded gently.

The System imitated her tone: [Don’t~ delay~ the~ important~ business~]

Fang Yi had woken up very early. When she had slowly woken up, the young lady was still buried in her arms, sleeping soundly.

She had unlocked the handcuffs, taken a shower with Lin Shuxing, tidied up the messy room, and folded the clothes for the next day on the sofa on the side.

The magical snail girl had handcuffed her own wrist again before her little benefactor woke up, and had slipped back under the water.

Although she didn’t know what had happened last night, just watching Fang Yi’s after-the-fact performance was very spectacular.

The System was amazed.

The young lady looked like a very playful type. It had originally been worried that its dear host would be eaten to the bone.

But now, it was hard to say.

But what did they have to do for Fang Yi to hurt her knee?

The System didn’t dare to think about it in detail. It specially put on sunglasses to cover up, and secretly looked around.

It wore sunglasses and pressed itself against Lin Shuxing’s face.

Fang Yi’s face was cold. With a wave of her hand, the System, which had just been released from prison not long ago, was gloriously locked in the study room again.

While Lin Shuxing was washing up alone, the hotel’s little robot knocked on the door and delivered two new sets of clothes.

Fang Yi hadn’t considered this point.

Lin Shuxing was so clean. She would never wear clothes that had been worn for a day and gotten dirty a second time.

Fang Yi brought the clothes in and saw a familiar logo under the collar.

It was the Lin family’s private custom.

Lin Shuxing seemed to have long been accustomed to it and was not surprised at all, only urging Fang Yi to also hurry up and wash up and change her clothes.

One Lin makes a forest. Z City was the Lin family’s territory. If it were in ancient times, they would be a feudal state of some size.

The feeling of being monitored made Fang Yi a little uncomfortable. When she was brushing her teeth, she even tapped on the hotel mirror with her finger to make sure it wasn’t a two-way mirror.

Thinking back now, the harsh words she had said to Lin Lan, “If you break your promise, no matter what, I will definitely take her away,” were indeed childish and ridiculous.

It was like a free citizen daring to challenge an entire armed base. The broad road in front of them led straight to a dead end.

Before getting in the car, Fang Yi had observed. Besides the exclusive driver who had appeared to greet Lin Shuxing, there were at least three other Lin family cars on this street.

Just to get something, was such a big fuss necessary?

It made Fang Yi a little nervous. Her gaze fell on the young lady’s lowered eyelashes, and her chaotic thoughts thought again:

What if Lin Lan wants to snatch the relics that Wen Qianxue left for Lin Shuxing?

Can those three or four cars of decoys solve it? To what extent would be appropriate?

Just as Fang Yi was inexplicably planning an escape route, the car stopped.

Someone had been waiting for Lin Shuxing at the entrance of the building for a long time. After a series of long identity verifications, a smartly dressed lady bowed to Lin Shuxing and invited her in for a detailed discussion.

Fang Yi did not follow her in and very consciously stayed in the lobby to wait.

Through the glass, she saw Lin Lan’s face also appear not far away, wearing a black suit with a white flower on her chest.

So strange. She had prepared so many measures, just to wait outside?

Fang Yi touched her pocket to make sure she had a pack of tissues with her.

But when Lin Shuxing came out, she was smiling brightly, as if a long-cherished wish had finally come true at this moment.

Her fair skin was almost transparent in the sunlight, and the blue veins could even be seen on her slightly raised neck.

“Fang Yi—”

Fang Yi stepped forward, took her damp palm, and rubbed it with her thumb.

The young lady turned her head, was silent for a while, and then suddenly said softly, “Mom actually knew.”

In the final moments of her life, Wen Qianxue had actually already known that she was not her biological daughter.

That’s why there was this trust, these hastily scribbled notes, and the hastily signed agreement.

Lin Shuxing was dressed beautifully, not crying or making a fuss, just like when she had taken the toy from Wen Qianxue as a child, she took her will with both hands.

When Wen Qianxue left, Lin Shuxing was still very young and didn’t quite understand the meaning of death.

But today, finally getting back the letters she had left in the world, it was as if she had also held her hand and quietly walked the last part of the journey.

This building had three underground floors, and the security level was the same as that of a certain central bank’s vault.

Many rich people would store their most precious things here.

Wen Qianxue’s inheritance was actually only a small part here. It was stored when she was dying, and some of the handwriting was already blurry.

The delivery time of the trust was precise to the year, month, and day. The white-haired manager told her that Wen Qianxue had specially instructed that it had to be today.

She had calculated that today was a good day.

As for why it was good, she didn’t say, just smiled quietly, and finally instructed that if Lin Shuxing was no longer there at that time, she should give the second letter to Lin Lan.

Fang Yi touched Lin Shuxing’s palm and sleeve. They were wet.

She thought for a moment, pulled the young lady into her arms, and whispered in her ear, “I think I’ve seen Ms. Wen Qianxue.”

Lin Shuxing looked up in surprise.

“In a dream, in your dream.”

That night, she had still had a fever, and her head had hurt a lot. But after the woman appeared, she had also felt much more relaxed.

Although she knew it might be because Jiang Gui had just given her a fever-reducing shot, Fang Yi was also willing to believe that perhaps she had been protecting her all along.

Lin Shuxing’s feelings were very passionate. A barren family environment could not nurture such a rose.

Her childhood was not a scam. Someone must have loved her with all their heart, which was why she knew how to love others.

That was the most sincere and soft love.

Even if this person was gone, the love she had watered would seep into the roots of the flower, firmly taking root in the earth, and supporting the young lady to keep walking.

But Wen Qianxue had never directly appeared in her dream, not even once.

Lin Shuxing smiled. “You’re lying. Don’t try to make me happy like this.”

“Really. She also said something.”

“What?” The young lady’s face clearly showed disbelief, but she still stood on her tiptoes and approached Fang Yi with anticipation.

“She said: Thank you, thank you for loving her.” Fang Yi relayed the original words.

Lin Shuxing was stunned.

This was really Wen Qianxue’s style of speaking.

She liked to say thank you very much.

Thank you for the flowers you picked, thank you for the delicious food you made, thank you for being so good today, baby…

Lin Shuxing buried herself in Fang Yi’s embrace and silently soaked a patch.

Outside the glass, the woman quietly watched the two children embracing. Fang Yi wrapped the young lady in her large coat, blocking the prying eyes of outsiders.

This was the old city center of Z City, once the most prosperous district.

It looked old now. The asphalt road was printed with the mottled traces of the years. The road at the corner had been repaired again and again, and the roadblocks were always there.

Behind the yellow roadblocks, there had once been a park, which was now planned as a bank. Only a small patch of the lush green trees was left.

From here, you could ride a bike to Z University, a distance that was not too close and not too far. The small, dirty stalls were hidden in the small alleys behind the building. Every night, when the lights came on, there would be barbecue, beer, and small hot pots, as lively as it had been for decades.

In a daze, with the switch of the small string of lights, smack, tall buildings rose from the ground, and the traffic hurriedly changed from old-fashioned bicycles to green-plated electric cars all over the street.

Beep, beep—!

Before the noisy horns sounded, a young girl had once stood on the other side of the street, pressed the shutter of a Leica film camera, and frozen the woman’s gentle, smiling face in that moment.

Fang Yi seemed to sense something. She pressed a hand on Lin Shuxing’s back, looked up, but only saw the rising window of that black car.

Lin Lan had done nothing. She had just waited there, and then left.

Fang Yi felt that Lin Lan was a very strange person.

That night, Lin Shuxing went home with Fang Yi.

Actually, Fang Yi had a spare key hidden outside, just in case she forgot.

The leaves that Jiang Wan had used for her illusion were still on the floor in a corner. Fang Yi bent down, picked them up, and casually put them in the trash bag.

In the old, dusty residential area, even the men in black would have trouble with parking.

In the small house of less than sixty square meters upstairs, Fang Yi put away the things hanging on the balcony and set up an astronomical telescope with Lin Shuxing.

She rented a high-rise, so the lighting and view were good. There were not too many tall buildings around the residential area. In the night when the cicadas’ chirping faded, the starlight would rise and fall with the streetlights.

You could go up to the roof of the flat-roofed building. In the summer nights, people would often lie on it to cool off.

But there were more aunts and grandmothers who grew flowers and raised cats, and also more insects. It was too lively, so Fang Yi didn’t go there often.

Putting the telescope on it was a better choice. The view was wide, and when the wind blew, the fresh and faint fragrance of those potted plants would spread.

But there were many people, and Fang Yi selfishly just wanted to be alone with Lin Shuxing, so she didn’t mention it.

Admiring the starry sky was also a relatively private matter. It was just right for one person.

Two people, two people could hold hands.

This astronomical telescope was the last toy that Wen Qianxue had given to Lin Shuxing.

It was large and heavy. Although it was considered one of the most precise instruments of its time, it had been out of production for many years.

The steel stamp on the iron sheet was frozen on a certain day in the past. Time was still moving.

Fang Yi adjusted the machine according to the instructions and the latitude and longitude coordinates, and quietly watched as the young lady carefully brought her eyes to it.

At this moment, the stars shone brightly.

The stars saw each other.

Those distant celestial bodies, some of which might have long since died, still shone with light of different wavelengths, traveling across billions of light-years, and finally reaching the dark bottom of her eyes.

Loneliness and death are the eternal propositions of life. Grandeur and insignificance are not opposites.

When you first see them, it is easy to get lost in the brilliant star clusters.

Such a brilliant spectrum, such a lush number of stars, one can always find one’s own position in the vast universe.

Stars, stars.

Two stars, one large and one small, appeared in the center of the picture.

In Wen Qianxue’s suicide note, a large part of her few words was used to introduce celestial bodies.

“In front of you is a typical binary star system. The smaller one is a satellite, showing a blue-white high-temperature spectrum. It’s very beautiful, isn’t it?”

“The larger parent star is a star. Its mass is very large, and the duration of its radiation energy can be as long as billions of years, or perhaps longer.”

“Their orbits are not unchanging. From a macroscopic perspective, the transfer state of the particles is almost static, but many things can happen in every breath: collapse, destruction, rebirth. The instantaneous eternity we see is actually just the stars blinking, and it will pass quickly.”

“I have also looked up at the same starry sky with you. Life is so short, what a pity, but it is also more beautiful because of it.”

“Thank you for coming to my side.”

“Thank you for illuminating Mom’s night sky.”

“My star, may you be happy, for a long, long time.”