I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 821 is his good fortune

Chapter 821: Chapter 821 is his good fortune

Suizi quickly wiped away her tears, buried her face into the prepared ice towel, and applied it, patting her numb face, striving to look normal as usual.

At this moment, she seemed to have an out-of-body experience, floating in the air, watching the shell of herself perform.

"Do you want to listen to a bedtime story? Mommy will go get a book," Suizi squeezed out a smile for the children.

Usually, the children would cling to her for bedtime stories, but due to their active minds, the tales often veered off course, and the children always had many questions—an amount of which the knowledgeable Suizi could not always answer well.

"No, we’re here to tell Mommy a story," Luoluo entered, sat on Suizi’s bed, and dangled her little feet.

Bobo was holding a book, which was quite heavy and clearly not meant for a child of his age.

The cover read conspicuously: The Complete Works of Shakespeare

"Please begin reading," Luoluo signaled her brother, and Bobo stood in front of Suizi, seriously beginning to recite:

"I have never seen a day so dismal yet so fair—"

"Son... are you about to tell me ’Macbeth’?" Are all four of Shakespeare’s great tragedies coming up?

"Mhm, the original text is too long, and there are many words I don’t recognize, so I decided to tell you the summary of the story Grandma told me."

"....." What’s with pretending to hold a book then? What’s the point?

"Why suddenly want to tell Mommy a story?"

"If this plain story doesn’t move you, brother will tell you the tragedy of Har-les-hort."

"Har-les-hort?" Is that Russian now? You mean ’Hamlet’, right?

"Mommy, if you want to cry, just cry. Don’t hold it back. Brother’s story is very sad."

Suizi had just faced two rounds of questioning from the elders and endured without tears, but her child’s single phrase, saying it’s okay to cry, made her completely break down.

The tears she couldn’t hold back fell straight out.

Looking at the children’s innocent appearances, the cruel truth lay in her throat, yet she couldn’t spit it out, and could only embrace both children and start crying.

Her two children really were little angels sent from heaven.

Luoluo patted her back sensibly, just as Suizi would comfort her normally.

"Don’t cry, it’s okay."

"Mommy is just moved by your stories, it’s all right," Suizi whispered to the children, "Don’t tell Grandpa and Grandma that Mommy cried. Mommy is an adult and cares a lot about saving face."

"Mhm!" The children usually had endless questions, but today, it was as if their mouths had been glued shut, not asking anything they shouldn’t.

Suizi quickly stabilized her emotions while holding both children.

The children’s sensitivity surpassed that of ordinary people. Even Uncle had not noticed anything amiss at the dinner table, but the children had sensed it.

And they used every method they could think of at their current stage to comfort Suizi to the best of their ability.

"Mommy, when you see Daddy, give him this," Luoluo took off her favorite little white rabbit hair clip from her head, "Tell him Luoluo misses him."

"Okay." Upon hearing her daughter mention Yu Jingting, Suizi’s freshly halted tears threatened to fall again.

Bobo didn’t speak, but simply pulled a lollipop out of his pocket.

He was in the process of losing his baby teeth and Suizi strictly limited his sugar intake; a lollipop, a treat he might not see even once a month, was treasured in his pocket like a prized possession.

Both children offered up their most prized possessions, thinking of their Dad whom they hadn’t seen in a month.

"Just say that Sister misses him. I only miss him a little bit..." Bobo said shyly.

Suizi nodded tearfully, as she would carry the children’s longing with her.

She could only hope that he would hear it...

The two children played a very important role, not only stabilizing Suizi’s emotions on the verge of collapse but also giving Suizi a plausible reason for her swollen eyes when parting the next day.

Wang Cuihua thought she was just too distressed to part with the kids to cry, after all, her daughter-in-law often liked to cry and loved the kids so much—it would have been abnormal not to cry at the thought of being separated from them for a while.

Yu Shuisheng drove Suizi to the airport. Suizi had deliberately worn sunglasses and dressed very casually, which made her look like she was just going on a vacation.

She thought she had fooled everyone until Yu Shuisheng drove to the bank.

Suizi didn’t know what he was doing, her mind was in complete disarray now.

After a long wait, Yu Shuisheng came back carrying a paper bag, which he casually threw on the passenger’s seat without saying anything.

When they reached the airport, Suizi got out of the car, carrying her suitcase.

At that time, boarding an aircraft required a work permit and advance application. Suizi, in her urgency, had found her father’s secretary and used an expedited channel. The tickets she obtained were handwritten with her name and flight number on them.

Yu Shuisheng took Suizi’s satchel and stuffed the paper bag from the passenger’s seat into it.

Only then did Suizi see that the paper bag was filled with several bundles of banknotes.

"Dad, what is this—"

"Take it, it’s a loan to you. Pay me back when you return."

Suizi was startled. Had her father-in-law figured something out?

"Your mom and I won’t say anything, just go with peace of mind." Yu Shuisheng pulled out a pack of cigarettes, took one out and bit down on it, then waved his hand casually, signaling Suizi to hurry.

This was typical of the men of the Yu Family, always able to express grave matters with an incredibly casual demeanor.

Suizi pursed her lips and nodded firmly.

"Jingting and I will repay it with interest," she said.

"Mm."

Suizi turned around, still smiling at Yu Shuisheng, but the moment she turned, tears had already fallen.

Yu Shuisheng’s voice came from behind her.

"Tiegen is fortunate to have you as a wife."

Yu Shuisheng seldom praised others; coming from him, such praise carried exceptional weight.

Suizi dared not stay any longer and rushed into the airport.

She didn’t dare to guess how much he knew; Yu Shuisheng was, after all, inscrutable.

Security was remarkably lax at the time. Even large earthenware jars could be brought onto the plane. They only asked Suizi a few token questions before letting her board quickly.

Suizi had a window seat, but she had no interest in comparing the present aircraft to those of the future. She leaned back in her chair, eyes closed, crying.

Someone came to sit in the seat next to Suizi, but she had no desire to look, consumed as she was by her own sorrowful world.

As the plane ascended into the sky, Suizi, with her sunglasses on, kept her eyes closed and shed tears.

The flight attendant began distributing food. When she reached Suizi, Suizi waved her hand to indicate she didn’t want any, unable to even make a sound.

The male passenger beside her murmured a low "thank you." Suizi thought the voice sounded somewhat familiar, but she was too preoccupied to look at him, her mind counting down the time until landing.

A faint fragrance wafted from the man beside her, a pleasant scent coming off him.

It wasn’t the fragrance of oils or chemicals. It smelled like the scent of sandalwood after burning, faintly clinging to fabric, unobtrusive and requiring close proximity to detect.

Under normal circumstances, Suizi would have been very curious and taken a few glances. Not many people of this era understood such retro and refined tastes.

But at this moment, Suizi’s mind was entirely focused on Jingting; she had no time for anything else.

Perhaps it was the calming effect of the sandalwood scent, but Suizi dozed off against the back of her chair, and it seemed a faint sigh reached her ears.

What Suizi, asleep, didn’t see was that the man beside her took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears that hadn’t yet dried on her face.

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