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When he entered the house, Fu Cangming and his wife Shu Qianhui were taking care of their son. Hearing the noise outside the door, Shu Qianhui said, "Honey, it must be Xiaoan and Nanchen."

The son quickly stood up and ran out, "Brother, brother."

Shu Qianhui followed behind and saw two pairs of twins running in from afar, with Jian Xiaoan and Fu Nanchen walking behind them.

Jian Xiaoan held the flowers and said, "Little Mom, Dad."

Shu Qianhui responded, "Xiao An, come in quickly."

As soon as the five children entered, they made a mess. The four adults went under the awning in the yard and the servants made tea for them.

Fu Cangming, "Why are you here today?"

Jian Xiaoan and Fu Nanchen said at the same time, "Look at you."

Fu Nanchen, "Father, Xiao An and I want to go back to the old house."

Inside there is a small courtyard where his mother lives. Now they spend most of their time in the city and have not been back to the countryside for a long time.

Fu Cangming, "Okay, I haven't been back for a long time. I'll be with you guys sometime."

"Today."

Shu Qianhui understood what they wanted to do and said with a smile, "Go ahead. I'll stay at home and take care of the kids today."

Fu Nanchen, "Thank you, stepmother."

The group drove to Fu's house. There was a painting in the back row. Fu Cangming asked, "What is this?"

Fu Nanchen, "My mother's painting, I just painted it, I want to put it in my mother's room."

"Ah."

There were servants guarding the old house. When they saw their master coming back, they all bowed. They came together to a small courtyard deep in the house. The room was clean and tidy.

Fu Cangming, "My stepmother has been arranging people to clean."

"Thank you, stepmother." Fu Nanchen moved the painting, "She is very kind to me and my brother."

Not a biological child, but better than a biological child.

Walking into the room, Fu Nanchen gently put down the painting. Fu Cangming looked at the woman in the painting, and scenes of memories from thirty years ago flashed before his eyes.

He gently touched the drawing board, "Nan Suyu, the children and I are fine, please rest assured."

In his eyes, this woman is irreplaceable by anyone.

Even after thirty years, the man's eyes were still full of affection.

Fu Nanchen said in a deep voice, "Father, tell us the story of you and mother."

He had only heard stories about his parents sporadically, and today, Fu Nanchen really wanted to hear everything about his mother.

Fu Cangming turned around, with a smile on his face, and replied, "Okay."

The sunlight outside the window swept into the balcony, and the man looked out the window quietly, as if lost in memories.

..........

Fu Nanchen and Jian Xiaoan seemed to have returned to thirty years ago.

That dusty love and affection was thus opened.

In September, in Beicheng, Nan Suyu, the only daughter of the Nan family, is about to start school.

Before leaving, Nan's father and mother personally saw their daughter off to the car.

"Susu, be sure to be safe on the road, and write a letter to your parents when you get to school."

Nan Suyu sat in the car and said, "Mom and Dad, don't worry. Everything will be fine with Feng Yue here."

Feng Yue escorted Nan Suyu to the car and put all the luggage in the trunk. "Madam, Master, please rest assured. I will definitely take the young lady to school safely."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Beicheng and Jiangcheng are thousands of miles apart, but Nan Suyu decisively chose Jiangcheng because there are mountains, water, and the most advanced learning resources there.

After several days of travel, Feng Yue and Nan Suyu finally arrived. There was still one year left before graduation from university, and Nan Suyu had a lot of things to do in this year.

"Miss, I will always be with you in Jiangcheng." Feng Yue's most important task is to take care of Nan Suyu.

Nan Suyu didn't care, "Feng Yue, go back to Beicheng, nothing will happen to me at school."

"I have already promised the master, don't worry, I have things to do in Jiangcheng."

Nan Suyu: "Okay then."

Nan Suyu walked towards the dormitory carrying her suitcase.

This year will be a new beginning for the young Nan Suyu.

At the opening ceremony, the school specially invited Fu Derong and his son Fu Cangming from the wealthy Fu family in Jiangcheng to speak on stage. The Fu family is an important builder and sponsor of the school.

Nan Suyu and her classmates listened to the speeches of leaders and guests in the audience.

Classmates talked at once, "This is a wealthy family in Jiangcheng. I heard that Fu Cangming will be the future heir of the Fu family. Whoever marries him will be really lucky."

"It must be a match made in heaven. The Lu family is second only to the Fu family. I heard that the Lu family's daughter, Lu Yin, is the most beautiful woman in Jiangcheng."

Nan Suyu just listened and watched the man talking on the stage. They were of different status and position. Besides, she would go back to North City in the future, so there would probably be no intersection between them.

After the opening ceremony, Nan Suyu separated from her classmates and went to her favorite pergola with her drawing board. It was very quiet there.

She put the drawing board away, tied up her long hair with a hairpin, sat down quietly and began to paint.

The September sun was warm, roses were hanging on the pergola, branches and leaves swaying in the wind, and a few strands of soft hair were blown up, blocking the view.

The woman raised her hand and gently hooked it behind her ear and continued painting.

The girl in the light blue cheongsam seemed to be completely integrated into the roses.

This scene happened to be seen by Fu Cangming who was passing by.

What a nice view.

He stood quietly in the distance, looking at the girl under the roses.

I don’t know how long it took, he seemed to have forgotten about going home. He waited for the girl to get up and prepare to put away the drawing board before Fu Cangming started to walk over.

"Classmate." Fu Cangming called softly.

Nan Suyu looked back. In the sunlight, her young face was clean and pure. Fu Cangming's breathing paused.

"Hello, you called me?" Nan Suyu did not recognize the other person.

"Yeah." Fu Cangming took a step forward and saw a little dye on the girl's face, "Your face."

Nan Suyu came back to her senses, "Oh, there is dye." She smiled and wiped it with her hand.

Fu Cangming saw that she hadn't wiped it clean, and pointed at his face, "It's here."

"Thank you." Nan Suyu lowered her eyebrows and took out a handkerchief, her eyes falling on the man's face, "I'm sorry."

She leaned slightly to wipe the dye off her face.

Fu Cangming looked at the girl's profile. This woman looked like she had walked out of an ancient painting.

After wiping it clean, Nan Suyu turned around and said, "Thank you."

She packed up her drawing board and prepared to leave, but Fu Cangming called her again, "Classmate, what's your name?"

Nan Suyu turned around, "Nan Suyu."

"My name is Fu Cangming." He hurriedly said his name.

"Fu Cangming?" Nan Suyu paused and said with a smile, "I just listened to your speech."

"Oh? You're in the audience?"

"Ah."

"What grade are you in?"

"Fourth grade, graduating next year."

Fu Cangming looked at the girl in the sun and his heartbeat suddenly quickened. He had never felt this way about a woman before.

Nan Suyu said softly, "I'm leaving. Goodbye."

"it is good."

Fu Cangming watched the girl leave from afar, but he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

In the next few days, he came to the same place just to meet the girl, until the afternoon two weeks later.

Nan Suyu came here to paint as usual, and saw a man's back from afar.

She slowly approached, tilted her head and saw the man looking around, "Hello."

The man turned around, his mouth raised, "Nan Suyu, what a coincidence."