Chapter 70: Chapter 69: Starting from “What’s Your Name” 2
"Ah?"
Su Xiaomeng blinked, realizing the implication in Su’s mother’s words, and quickly shook her head, "I didn’t..."
"You really like him that much?"
Su’s mother asked lightly.
Su Xiaomeng was about to blurt out a "Who would like that old man!"
But then she remembered the words "Don’t forget, you have to pretend," so she awkwardly said in a low voice, "Sort of... it’s okay..."
Little did she know that even though she spoke quietly, Yin Shixiu, who was just about a meter behind her, heard it clearly, and a smile curved on his lips.
Su Chengji nudged him with his elbow, motioned towards his daughter, and asked softly, "You like my daughter that much?"
Similarly, even though Su Chengji lowered his voice, both Su Xiaomeng and Su’s mother heard Su’s father’s question...
Su Xiaomeng tried to ignore it, but her ears perked up, and her footsteps on the snow became lighter, afraid she might miss Yin Shixiu’s answer.
Su’s mother still kept a high and cold demeanor, but she couldn’t deny that perhaps she was more anxious than her daughter.
Yin Shixiu walked in Su Xiaomeng’s footsteps, covering her small footprints with his larger ones.
"Van Gogh once said something almost poetic..." Yin Shixiu spoke leisurely...
"Everyone has a fire in their heart, but only the smoke is visible to passersby. There will always be someone, someone who sees that fire and walks towards me, and as for me, with my passion, my coldness, and my unyielding belief in love, breathless and stumbling, I ask her, ’What is your name...’"
"Wow... Xiao Yin, I didn’t know you were such a literary youth! Haha!"
Su Chengji teased.
Yin Shixiu showed a faint smile, gentler than the sunlight in the snow, as he quietly looked at the girl ahead.
Su Xiaomeng looked down, watching the white snow underfoot.
Yin Shixiu had told her he liked her, more than once, each time with a different tone, sometimes probing, sometimes anxious, sometimes earnest...
Without exception, she didn’t believe it.
Not that she completely didn’t believe it, perhaps more that she dared not to, did not want to.
However, Su Xiaomeng had to admit that she liked Van Gogh’s words, especially when they came from his lips.
Like an elegant gentleman, step by step, with the sincerest and most beautiful smile, step by step... walking into her heart.
And then quietly waiting.
Waiting for the day her heart will beat faster or slower, more intense or urgent, along with his voice, his actions, his gentle smile.
"If you like, you like. If you don’t, you don’t. Why bring up Van Gogh..."
Contrary to Su Xiaomeng, Su’s mother had little interest in the poetic words and muttered quietly.
Su Xiaomeng was thoroughly captivated, repeatedly murmuring these poetic lines in her mind, afraid she would forget them later.
The originally steady steps suddenly lost their rhythm.
Su’s mother slightly furrowed her brow, glanced at her daughter, noticing how red her ears were...
At just nineteen, such a blossoming age, one could easily get tangled up in a love poem, unable to find their bearings.
Sigh...
Su’s mother unwittingly sighed.
Su Xiaomeng was immersed alone, her entire heart tingling with a sweet itch!
All of a sudden, the daydreaming Xiaomeng stepped right into a snow pit!
"Ah!"
Su’s mother, being tugged by Su Xiaomeng, didn’t react in time, but Yin Shixiu already had a firm grip on her arm, pulling her aside, preventing a fall.
Su’s mother was stunned for quite a while.
It wasn’t a matter of reaction time...
His eyes were apparently always on Xiao Meng, never straying... or was it just a coincidence?
Yin Shixiu slightly furrowed his brow, dusted off the snow on her leg, "Did you twist your ankle?"
Su Xiaomeng shook her head, "No, no..."
Yin Shixiu then let go of her, and suggested, "Let’s head back, there’s a nice afternoon tea place outside the Summer Palace."
"Sure!"
Su Chengji echoed!
So Su Xiaomeng and Su’s mother turned around and continued walking ahead.
Yin Shixiu still quietly watched Su Xiaomeng...
"What is your name?"
"Me? My name is Su Xiaomeng! Su as in Su! Xiao as in small! Meng as in cute and adorable! Meng da da Meng da da..."
Actually, there was one final line to Van Gogh’s words.
From the moment you ask someone’s name, everything begins.
Beijing pulled down the curtain of night.
Streetlights and neon flickered, reflecting off the white snow, painting an unwillingly quiet night.
Su Xiaomeng hadn’t seen Su’s mother for half a year, so it was only natural to sleep together.
After washing up, Su’s mother lay beside Su Xiaomeng, their big similar eyes looking at the ceiling.
"What kind of person is Yin Shixiu, what is his background, Meng Meng, you know, don’t you?"
Su’s mother asked earnestly.
Su Xiaomeng nodded.
"If you really plan to be with him, I won’t interfere. But the path is yours to choose, and if you face hardships in the future, you’ll have to bear them yourself."
Su Xiaomeng puffed up her cheeks, turned over, and hugged Su’s mother, "Mom..."
"Hmm?"
"Thank you..."
"I’m your mom, what’s with the thank you?"
Su Xiaomeng took a deep breath, burying her face in her mother’s embrace.
Su’s mother gently patted Su Xiaomeng’s back, unexpectedly saying, "Actually, I thought you would end up with that Yi Xuan boy..."
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Su Xiaomeng opened her eyes, the pitch-black irises showed no vitality.
"Your Uncle Ren has always seen you as his daughter-in-law. Ah! You used to like Yixuan so much when you were little..."
"What about you? Did you always see Ren Yixuan as a son-in-law?"
"Um..."
"Speak up, why are you stuttering?"
Su’s mother held Su Xiaomeng’s hand, glanced at her, and smiled, "I thought you were quite unworthy of him! How could we even dream of such a match?"
"...Mom."
"Huh?"
"Am I your biological child? I’m unworthy of him? In what way?"
"At the moment, not really."
Su’s mother shrugged, and Su Xiaomeng was momentarily speechless, moodily staying quiet.
"Ren Yixuan is indeed good, but... he’s too good, such a person can easily make people feel burdened."
"Then..." Su Xiaomeng bit her lip and hesitated a long time before whispering, "What do you think about Uncle?"
Su’s mother sighed, already expecting her question.
"Want the truth?"
Su Xiaomeng nodded.
"He falls far short of Ren Yixuan..."
Su Xiaomeng’s eyebrows moved slightly, blinking, "You think he’s worse than Yixuan?"
"Don’t you think so?"
Su’s mother tilted her head, facing her big, bright eyes.
"Um..." Su Xiaomeng’s eyes darted around, not really feeling that way...
"First of all, the age difference. Ren Yixuan is only two years older than you, but him? Thirteen years... Of course, you should choose someone young and promising. The mature and caring excuse is just an old cow eating young grass’s excuse!"
Su’s mother was utterly justified.
Continuing, "The important thing for two people living together is enjoyment. If there’s a generation gap and no common topics, where’s the fun, right?"
"...Yeah."
Su Xiaomeng lightly responded.
Clearly, she felt the same, but hearing it from her mom made her want to argue.
"Secondly, there’s status. Ren Yixuan, I already think you’re unworthy, not to mention Yin Shixiu."
"As for looks, they’re about the same. Who do you think is more handsome?"
Su Xiaomeng pouted...
"Yin Shixiu?"
"..." Su Xiaomeng glanced at her mom, then sneakily nodded with a smile!
"Do you really like him that much?"
"He’s okay, just okay!"
Su Xiaomeng hugged her, and after a while, asked, "Mom... what about this child, what should I do?"
"Sleep, we’ll talk about it tomorrow."
Su Xiaomeng pursed her lips, agreeing to talk tomorrow, snuggled into her mom’s arms, and soon fell asleep.
Su’s mother stared at the ceiling.
Her heart was also a mess, what kind of situation is this?
The sound of knocking came, and Su’s mother carefully got out of bed, covered Su Xiaomeng, and went out.
The side hall was a bit farther from the bedroom. At this moment, Yin Shixiu and Su Chengji sat on separate soft sofas, with a pot of tea brewing on the coffee table.
Su’s mother observed that Yin Shixiu’s expression was still not good.
She sat down and got straight to the point,
"The child is already more than three months. Her dad and I had decided before coming here, it’s not important if you take responsibility or not, we’ll raise the child."
Yin Shixiu calmly picked up the teapot, heated the small teacup, then poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Su’s mother.
"I understand your concerns, Ma’am, but I’ve already stated my position, I want both the child and her."
"How? She’s not even twenty yet!"
"Her birthday is in February, she will turn twenty by then, and we can get the certificate."
Su’s mother frowned slightly.
"After she has the child, I will let her finish her studies."
"It’s easy to say, but who can predict what will happen in the future?"
Su’s mother chuckled lightly, full of distrust.
"Well... Xiao Yin, here’s the thing."
Seeing the tense atmosphere, Su’s father spoke up.
"You’ve been honest, you explained the situation clearly this morning, and although you and Meng Meng got involved by a twist of fate, fortunately, you’re fond of each other now. I’m not sure about your family’s background, but you, I like!"
Su Chengji gently tapped the coffee table, speaking firmly.
Su’s mother heard this, wishing she could kill Su Chengji with a look!
After just a day and you already like him? Like my ass! Selling out your daughter and helping them count the money!
"If Meng Meng likes you and you like her, then marry and have kids! No more to say! But if..."
Su Chengji took a deep breath, looking at Yin Shixiu,
"If you’re just having a whim without intending to be with my daughter long-term, then don’t talk about responsibility. My daughter, Su Chengji’s daughter, even with a burden, can find a good family."
"I know that."
Yin Shixiu still looked at Su’s mother, "Ma’am, you’re not from Chengdu, are you?"
His sudden question left Su’s mother momentarily stunned.