Tomorrow, I have to attend a wedding, serving as a bridesmaid, busy from start to finish.
Volume Two: The Dancing Girl, Chapter Eighty-Nine: Epilogue
Fang Junjie had once said it would be a month at the shortest and a year at the longest. But now, four years had passed, and he was still nowhere to be seen. During Fu Xiaotang’s pregnancy, she occasionally received calls, but after Xiaomin was born, even those calls ceased. However, Fu Xiaotang was quite composed; she knew Fang Junjie would return one day, more certain of this than anything else in her life. Now, with Xiaomin and the rapid development of Tangli, she was too busy to dwell on personal matters. Xiaomin was conceived a week before Fang Junjie left, whether it was due to the medication he brought or their intimacy, the fact that she, once sentenced to infertility, could become a mother again was something she was immensely grateful for. However, this did not mean she would welcome Fang Junjie back with open arms. Sometimes, when Xiaomin asked about her “dad,” Fu Xiaotang would say, “Dad went to a very far place… He wouldn’t abandon Xiaomin. He loves Xiaomin the most… He’ll be back soon.” But she always added, “When he comes back, don’t pay attention to him, you know?” Xiaomin would nod eagerly, then ponder for a moment with her little face tilted, generously negotiating with her mother, “Then let’s not talk to him for two days, okay? I still want dad to take me to the amusement park.” Fu Xiaotang was both amused and exasperated, but seeing Xiaomin’s eager, bright eyes, she couldn’t help but feel heartache. Although Xiaomin had a mother who loved her deeply, a grandfather, an aunt, and several unserious aunts and uncles under her grandfather’s command, she still lacked the most important person in her life—her father.
