[The Unforgettable Love Story of Seven Women and the Principal] (50)

Chapter 50: A Smile While Picking Flowers

It is often said, "The more you cherish the bonds between people, the less regret you will have!" He

didn't know whether to cherish his relationship with Sun Li or leave behind regrets.

Life is unpredictable, and the changes in life are unpredictable. Among the women he had,

how long ? He just felt that he hadn't lived in vain; he hadn't wasted his time meeting those

women with whom he had shared sleep and dreams, who had accompanied him through every happy morning and every unforgettable evening.

He was grateful to them for accompanying him through these happy and joyful times!

He knew, "Loving someone doesn't necessarily mean possessing them, but possessing someone means you must love them well."

For Shi Xiangyun, this love was a gift from heaven, a blessing he had accumulated over many lifetimes. However,

the fate is often in the hands of others. Sometimes, no matter how hard one tries, love remains quite distant,

and a feeling of helplessness washes over him. At that

moment, three people stood by the window: Zhu Hu, He Shaohao, and Xiao Meimei. Some gazed at each other, others stared

in deep thought…

Xiao Meimei only felt heartache for the love she had given.

That's how people are; knowing there are tigers in the mountains, they still choose to go there. Love is like a moth drawn to a flame… She

once believed that as long as there was love, as long as she gave, there would definitely be a reward.

But whether it was Shi Xiangyun and Zhu Hu, or He Shaohao and Xiao Meimei, they ultimately could not be together.

Such love, seemingly beautiful, would probably only end in loneliness and solitude. The pain of hurting and being hurt is

known only to them. The fairytale ending remains beautiful, but when the dream ends, the pain is excruciating,

forcing to learn indifference, to forget, to despair…

At S College, besides Xiao Meimei, no one knew the real reason for Shen Wenting's divorce. However,

He Shaohao discovered from Xiao Meimei that Shen Wenting was also a woman hurt by love.

She was so beautiful and gentle;

how couldn't understand it.

For several days, Xiao Meimei didn't come to work. He Shaohao passed by her office every day, and seeing that empty

seat, his heart ached slightly. Was she still angry?

An urgent document sat on He Shaohao's desk: a week-long national seminar for heads of higher courts had just been held

in Nanjing .

He usually brought Xiao Meimei to such meetings, but after several attempts, Xiao Meimei's

phone was out of service. He had no choice but to call Shen Wenting.

"Wen Ting, your cousin hasn't been to work for several days. Do you know where she is?"

"Damn it, damn it… Dean He, I completely forgot my cousin's last words."

"Don't say 'damn it,' tell me quickly, where is she? I have an urgent matter."

"My cousin went back to her hometown. Her mother has a sudden illness and is being treated in the hospital. Dean He, can you forgive me

?"

"You haven't done anything wrong, forgive what? You little devil."

He Shaohao hung up the phone and immediately dialed Zhu Hu's number, asking him to arrange for Shi Xiangyun to go to

Nanjing .

This gave Zhu Hu another opportunity to speak with Shi Xiangyun.

Shi Xiangyun saw it was Zhu Hu's call. She was working on her computer and didn't answer. Unexpectedly,

Zhu Hu called seven times in a row, so she had to answer her phone: "Busy? What's up?"

"It's not me who needs to talk to you, it's Dean He." Upon hearing it was Dean He, Shi Xiangyun's face immediately lit up.

Because Dean He always brought her good news when he contacted her, unlike Zhu Hu who only brought bad news.

"Go ahead and say it!" Her tone had changed.

"I want you to accompany him to a meeting in Nanjing."

"When?"

"Tomorrow, we're leaving tomorrow. Call Dean He later and ask again! Okay, I'm hanging up."

She hummed in agreement.

Shi Xiangyun was very happy; she could go home to see her mother, and most importantly, she could be alone with Dean He.

Why is it that some people, even after a lifetime of being together, find it hard to truly understand each other? Why was she able to fall in love with him at first sight? She laughed at

herself; this wasn't love at first sight, it was unrequited love… Having experienced the trials of love once, she longed for

such a natural, pure, and enduring relationship.

During this time, what she thought about most was being alone with Dean He, listening to him talk, about life,

career, and feelings… For over a month, there had been almost no opportunity for them to meet alone. Perhaps their

acquaintance and understanding happened in an instant, but it had already left an indelible mark on Shi Xiangyun's heart. To completely

forget him would take her a lifetime, and he would remain deep within her heart for the rest of her life. However, she

was grateful to fate, grateful to heaven for giving her such a person, someone who made her no longer lonely

or , even in the painful, numb, and pale moments… Although he wouldn't always be by her

side, although she had asked him to do things for her, she hoped he was doing well, that he was happy

and healthy, because she knew he wanted her to be well too.

She now understood what it meant to be so close yet so far. Although they sometimes met, there were others present, so she had to

suppress her intense feelings and pretend nothing was wrong. But every time, she would give him her gentlest smile,

even after she was raped by Zhu Hu, she still maintained that smile for him…

In this complex society, in this materialistic and restless age, even the strongest love

can become fragile due to the alienation of humanity, like a delicate porcelain vase, easily

broken and shattered, or even if not, unable to withstand the erosion of time, becoming riddled with cracks.

Yet, she had found such a man, a man who brought her joy and sorrow. When she

stumbled , she only needed to look up to see care; when she grew weary, she only needed to turn around to find

support. This was a truly pure and genuine emotion. At least, that's what Shi Xiangyun believed. When she was hurt,

she was comforted in time; when she was in despair, her soul was saved. What more could she ask for? Such a person,

such an emotion, softened her wandering heart, making it fragile. She could only feel it with her heart, store it away in her heart, and keep

it deep within her soul. The longer time passed, the more she could feel its beauty. It gave her tormented heart a gentle warmth.

In this corner, she alone enjoys a lifetime of affection and companionship, a lifetime of tolerance and giving, possessing the longing and memories of this life, and

the persistence and hope for the next.

This "seminar" was a great success. Shi Xiangyun's paper, "A Brief Analysis of China's

Educational Reform received unanimous praise. He Shaohao greatly appreciated Shi Xiangyun's talent.

When he returned to the hotel, he found Shi Xiangyun looking gloomy. He Shaohao didn't think about the reason for her depression, simply

greeting her and intending to invite her out for a walk to cheer herself up. Unexpectedly, Shi Xiangyun said she wasn't feeling well and wanted to rest early.

A lively woman had suddenly fallen in love with solitude, hiding in her own little world, proudly basking in her own world.

The ripples in her heart were quietly suppressed. With a tranquil heart, she watched him sit beside He Shaohao every day, taking notes,

always silent. The week passed uneventfully. Of course, she occasionally wondered

what He Shaohao did before going to bed at night? But she didn't go to He Shaohao's room.

The meeting was nearing its end, and He Shaohao felt that

he hadn't had a proper conversation with her during this trip, as he had been busy collecting and organizing materials every day. After dinner, He Shaohao went to her room, and she

was overwhelmed with excitement.

"Xiangyun, what was the biggest takeaway from this trip with me?"

"It broadened my horizons. I met some leaders of the Chinese High Court, and their talent was truly impressive. They had so many advanced

ideas, so many..." He Shaohao interrupted her, "Besides that, were there any other insights?"

Yes, but she couldn't say, because she had already fallen in love with He Shaohao.

This gentle and refined man was adept at navigating the officialdom. Deeply influenced by Confucianism

, he was insightful and worldly-wise, yet never slick or cynical. His spiritual realm and cultural refinement were

beyond the reach of ordinary men. Every gesture revealed a man's magnanimity and understanding, and his subtle frowns and smiles couldn't conceal

the temperament and elegance honed by years of experience.

He Shaohao grew up in Yuelu Academy, where his mother was the administrator. It was her teachings that

instilled the great ambition that "Hunan is rich in talent, and Yuelu Academy is the most outstanding place for it." He studied at the Communication University of China for six years,

graduating with a master's degree and then pursuing a doctorate. The year he was awarded his postdoctoral fellowship, he became the university's vice-president.

In conversations with Shi Xiangyun, He Shaohao could effortlessly draw upon classical texts, always crafting exquisite

scenes that blended classical and modern styles. His words carried a strong Tang and Song dynasty flavor, yet possessed a casual

, stunning quality. Shi Xiangyun enjoyed talking to him; she could learn so much from him—

things that couldn't be found in books or learned from books. She loved

being did she feel truly happy. This was the first time he had spoken to Shi Xiangyun alone. But He Shaohao was also a very

perceptive person. He sensed that Shi Xiangyun was burdened with heavy thoughts… Was she experiencing problems in her love life? He didn't

press her for details.

On the eve of the meeting's conclusion, He Shaohao declined several enthusiastic invitations from other leaders of the Higher People's Court.

He decided to accompany Shi Xiangyun for a stroll along the Qinhuai River to clear her mind.

They began their walk from the pavilion at the "Ten-Mile Qinhuai," following the winding paths. He Shaohao asked Shi Xiangyun,

"What is the essence of Nanjing?" Shi Xiangyun shook her head. Although she knew this place better than He Shaohao—

it only took two hours by car from Wuxi, and besides, she had attended university here—she hadn't really

thought about it much…

He Shaohao said, "The splendor of the Six Dynasties and the ten dynasties, though faded by the ravages of history,

the brilliance of those figures remains, eternally etched in people's memories and imaginations."

Back at the hotel, they each went to their rooms. Shi Xiangyun wanted He Shaohao to stay with her, but she couldn't overcome her womanly

reserve .

The room was stuffy; she opened the window, revealing a gray sky and a melancholy mood. She was once a happy

woman, but her current state is largely due to Zhu Hu—a

knot in her heart that can never be untied!

For many years, she liked to brew a cup of tea, put on some music,

and sit in , typing randomly on the keyboard. When listening to cheerful music, the words she typed were pleasant. When listening

to melancholic music, the words that came to mind and were typed were always sorrowful.

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