595 A Child’s Promise
Song He had nothing else to say. For half his life, he had felt miserable and ridiculous. He had gone around in circles and left nothing behind. He could not believe that in the past, he had once thought that he was quite successful.
“Clean up this house, and restore it to its original state!” Song Ci said before she finally pushed the door open and walked out.
The sun was shining brightly outside, and the midsummer weather made the air crisp. Song Ci took a deep breath and turned to smile at Lu Gan. He rubbed her head and held her hand as they got into the car.
The next day, Song Ci took some time to go to the Song Group with Song Yujin.
This was Song Yujin’s first time here. Song Ci brought him to the elevator up to the CEO’s office. She carried Song Yujin and placed him on the chair behind the desk.
Song Yujin sat there expressionlessly, not knowing what was going on.
Song Ci stood a few steps away and looked at Song Yujin’s cold face. He looked quite decent, like a little boss. She watched Song Yujin sit on the chair for a while until he looked at her helplessly. Only then did Song Ci hurriedly carry the impatient little boss down and put him in front of the floor-to-ceiling window to look at the scenery outside together. She asked, “Does it look good?”
“There’s nothing to see,” Song Yujin replied indifferently.
“How do you like this room, then?” Song Ci continued to ask.
“It’s average,” Song Yujin said, still as calm as ever.
Song Ci patted his head. “It’s okay. When you grow up and sit where you were just now, you can change it however you want. You’ll like it, then.”
Song Yujin did not quite understand. “Why would I still have to come here once I’ve grown up?”
“This place is the result of our mother and her first husband’s hard work. If it wasn’t for the accident back then, mom wouldn’t have gotten a divorce. This place originally belonged to her. Now that she’s gone, it belongs to you,” Song Ci said calmly.
Song Yujin blinked, a little confused. “Shouldn’t this place belong to you? If mom hadn’t gotten a divorce, I wouldn’t exist. You’re mom’s…” He suddenly stopped. He remembered that Song Ci was not his sister. She was Song Ci from another world.
When Song Ci heard Song Yujin’s unfinished words, she knew he had realized. She smiled at Song Yujin. “You know I’m not, so I can’t take it for myself. This place is yours, now and always. Since you’re still too young, I’ll help you keep it for a while. I’ll return it to you when you’re an adult, and this place will have nothing to do with me.”
Song Yujin was unsatisfied with what she said. He looked at the sunlight dancing on Song Ci’s face. It was beautiful and warm, right on Song Ci’s face. However, the moment Song Ci moved, the sunlight disappeared. He reached out, wanting to hold the sunlight on her face, his small and tender hand touching her cheek as if he wanted to help Song Ci retain the sunlight. How could he keep the sunlight, though? What should disappear would still disappear. What about Song Ci? Would she disappear in the future?
“I’m not taking it for myself!” Song Yujin’s voice was very soft. The sunlight streamed through his fingers, dyeing his fingertips with a hint of warmth. “You’re my mother. What belongs to me also belongs to you. Even once I’ve grown up, it’ll still belong to you.”
Song Ci laughed. As expected from a child. Adults would be happy to own such a company, while children only cared about words like ‘taking’ and ‘nothing to do with’. She covered Song Yujin’s hand and inched closer to him, her face warm and gentle. “Alright. I won’t take it for myself. I’ll keep it for you first. When you grow up, I’ll hand it over to you. Is that okay? ”
Song Yujin shook his head. “You don’t have to leave it to me. When I grow up, this place will still be yours.”
Song Ci felt a gust of wind blowing at her heart. It was warm and carried a hint of sweetness.
Song Yujin looked at her intently. He had always looked forward to growing up, but now that he was, he did not want to be separated from Song Ci. He wanted to grow up by Song Ci’s side. He and Song Ci were family and would never be separated. He said, “This place belongs to you. Even once I’m grown, that will stay the same. We will always be related.” His words were like a child’s promise, said to himself and Song Ci.