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The following morning, after Tao Bohe had left for his government office and with Mrs. Tao still asleep, exhausted from the previous night's revelries, Fan Jiashu made a point of paying a return visit to He Lina's home. Upon his arrival, the gatekeeper presented his card, and He Lina immediately welcomed him into the drawing room. She wore a white silk cheongsam edged with a delicate pink border, which accentuated her striking beauty. Her hair was styled in a horizontal S-shaped chignon that complemented her long face, lending her a refined elegance. At the sight of Fan Jiashu, her face broke into a broad smile, and she spoke first: "I must apologize for yesterday. I called on you without any prior notice." Fan Jiashu replied, "I should have returned the visit much sooner, but I was delayed by some matters. Hence, I am only able to come today." He Lina asked, "Was it because of a certain Miss Shen?" These words sent a tremor through Fan Jiashu's heart. He had, in fact, delayed the visit precisely because of Feng Xi, and here she was, bringing it up first. Feigning ignorance, he asked, "Miss Shen? I don't believe I know her well." He Lina laughed. "There's no need to conceal it from me, Mr. Fan. Miss Guan has told me everything. I presume Miss Shen is the girl singing drum-song at the Altar of Agriculture that day?" Fan Jiashu was utterly taken aback that Guan Xiugu would have disclosed this-it presented a most delicate situation. He could only manage a strained smile. "Oh, it's not a matter of knowing her or not. It was simply because her father fell ill, and I offered a small amount of assistance." He Lina said, "Miss Guan mentioned that as well. Your actions, Mr. Fan, are truly most admirable. However, this Miss Shen and her mother seem to be rather lacking in ambition. You should be cautious in the future."
Fan Jiashu sensed her words were a veiled reference to the incidents with the wristwatch and the fountain pen. How could news of these things, which had occurred only a day or two ago, have spread so rapidly? This thought flashed through his mind, but outwardly he could not very well deny it. He said, "They are pitiable people and probably admire anything that appears glamorous. It is merely a temporary shortcoming. With some proper education, I believe they would naturally outgrow such flaws." He Lina smiled faintly. "Quite so! Mr. Fan, you are truly a philanthropist. Yesterday at your home, I saw a photograph. That must be Miss Shen, I presume?" Fan Jiashu had not expected the conversation to turn here. "Yes," he admitted. "What is your impression of her, Miss He?" He Lina replied, "She is quite beautiful, but there is an excess of coquettish charm about her. Such a person is easily led down the path of degradation." Fan Jiashu laughed. "So, Miss He does not quite approve." He Lina merely smiled and did not reply immediately. Instead, she took a stack of movie advertisements from her handbag and placed them before Fan Jiashu. "These feature photographs of China's film queen, Miss Hu Die. Mr. Fan, which of the two do you find more beautiful-her or Miss Shen?"
Fan Jiashu glanced at the advertisement; it was a preview for "Fate in Tears and Laughter" and indeed featured a fashionable portrait of Miss Hu Die. He laughed and said, "The film queen is, of course, the more beautiful. But Miss Shen possesses her own natural grace. That unassuming charm of a modest maiden is something the film queen lacks." He Lina smiled. "So, Mr. Fan chooses Miss Shen. After all, aesthetic standards do vary from person to person." Fan Jiashu said, "While perspectives may differ, judgments on beauty and its absence shouldn't diverge too greatly." He Lina said, "I trust my own aesthetic judgment is not mistaken. This Miss Shen is indeed a beauty. No wonder you, Mr. Fan, have spent so much money and effort on her account." Fan Jiashu laughed it off. "It was merely a passing whim to lend a little help. It's hardly worth mentioning."
Seeing that he kept evading the subject, He Lina decided to get straight to the point. "Mr. Fan, you and Miss Shen are on very good terms, are you not?" Fan Jiashu said, "That's difficult to say. As friends, we naturally get along." He Lina pressed, "With such a pretty young lady, surely you must have some special feelings for her?" Fan Jiashu thought to himself, Why is this young lady so persistent and overbearing? He smiled and said, "An appreciation for beauty is human nature. But the term 'special feelings' must be differentiated. For Miss Shen, I feel only compassion, nothing more." He Lina said, "So, your attitude toward her is entirely charitable in nature." Fan Jiashu replied, "I wouldn't say entirely charitable. It's simply that I see she is clever, and I regret her lack of education. I very much wish to give her a helping hand." He Lina said, "I see. I misunderstood. When I saw that photograph yesterday, I thought the two of you shared a deep affection."
Fan Jiashu thought, You're not misunderstanding; you're clearly probing. He smiled and said, "This matter hardly required any explanation on my part, but since you asked, I felt obliged to speak frankly." He Lina laughed. "I was merely making casual conversation, Mr. Fan. Please don't take it to heart. But Miss Guan told me that Miss Shen is a very lively person and that she gets along very well with you. That's why I asked." Fan Jiashu said, "She has a childlike temperament and enjoys fun. But at heart, she is quite innocent."
After conversing a while longer, Fan Jiashu noticed that He Lina's words always carried a sharp edge. Fearing she might ask something more unpleasant, he rose to take his leave. He Lina said, "Why such haste? It's still early." Fan Jiashu replied, "I have some other matters to attend to. I shall call on you another day." He Lina said, "In that case, I shall not press you to stay. However, there is a small favor I would like to ask of you, Mr. Fan. I wonder if it would be possible?" Fan Jiashu said, "Please, go ahead. If it is within my power, I shall certainly oblige." He Lina smiled. "It is most definitely within your power. It simply depends on whether you are willing." With that, she hurried into an inner room and brought out a flat brocade box. Opening it, she revealed a pair of silver-gray satin dancing shoes-the very ones he had seen in Mrs. Tao's room that day. The edges of the shoes were also trimmed with fine red braid, within which tiny rhinestones sparkled. She smiled and said, "These shoes are a keepsake from my late mother. I thought they were beautifully made, so I took them out a couple of days ago to freshen them up. Unfortunately, when I took them to the backyard to air, the wind blew one of them into the drain. I was too embarrassed to ask a servant to retrieve it, and I couldn't reach it myself. I was hoping you, Mr. Fan..." She trailed off, giving Fan Jiashu a meaningful smile.
Fan Jiashu said, "It would be my pleasure to help. Where is the drain?" He Lina replied, "Please follow me, Mr. Fan." She then led him around the corridor to the base of the backyard wall, where there was indeed a drain. It was only about a foot wide, lined with stone slabs on both sides, leading to a hidden sewer outside the wall. The dancing shoe she had dropped lay precisely in the center of the drain. Fan Jiashu smiled, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to bend down to retrieve it. He Lina said, "Wait, Mr. Fan. That drain is terribly dirty. Don't get yourself covered in mud on account of my shoe." Fan Jiashu said, "It's nothing." With that, he reached into the drain and fished out the shoe. To his surprise, it bore not a speck of mud, nor even a water stain. He Lina took the shoe and smiled at him. "I am truly indebted to you. I was at my wit's end over this pair of shoes."
Fan Jiashu said, "It's hardly worth mentioning." He Lina said, "Please wash your hands, Mr. Fan." Fan Jiashu replied, "There's no need. I haven't gotten dirty." He Lina insisted, "Even if it's not dirty, you did just reach into the drain. Washing your hands will leave you feeling fresher." She then led the way to the washroom, ran the water, wrung out a towel, and handed it to Fan Jiashu. After he had washed his hands, she took a bottle of perfume from the dressing table and sprinkled a few drops onto his hands, smiling. "For disinfection." Fan Jiashu laughed. "You are too courteous, Miss He."
After he finished, He Lina led him back to the drawing room. Fan Jiashu glanced at his wristwatch; it was already noon. He said, "The hour is growing late. I really must take my leave." He Lina said, "Since you have matters to attend to, I dare not detain you. Tomorrow evening, there is a dance at the Beijing Hotel. Will you be going, Mr. Fan?" Fan Jiashu replied, "I shall see tomorrow." He Lina smiled and said, "Miss Guan told me that Miss Shen is coming to our house tomorrow. I thought I might invite her to the dance as well. I wonder if you would approve, Mr. Fan?" Upon hearing this, Fan Jiashu was startled once more. How could Feng Xi possibly be coming to the He family? Most likely, He Lina had heard this from Xiugu and was saying it to test him. He smiled and said, "I'm afraid Miss Shen doesn't know how to dance." He Lina said, "That doesn't matter in the least. She can simply sit and watch. I imagine she would enjoy seeing such a grand occasion." Fan Jiashu said, "That probably won't be possible. Her family is very strict; they likely wouldn't permit her to go out."
He Lina said, "My invitation was sincere. But if you say so, then let us forget it." Fan Jiashu, afraid she might say more, bid her farewell. He Lina accompanied him all the way to the main gate, smiling. "Do not forget about tomorrow, Mr. Fan." Fan Jiashu was not sure whether she meant the dance at the Beijing Hotel or Feng Xi coming to her house. He could only give a vague acknowledgment before getting into his rickshaw and departing.
The next day, fearing that He Lina might truly extend an invitation to Feng Xi, Fan Jiashu made a special trip to Feng Xi's home in Shuiche Hutong. Auntie Shen said, "You've come at just the right moment, Mr. Fan. Today is not a Sunday, so how is it you have the time to visit?" Fan Jiashu replied, "It's because Miss He came to my home yesterday. She mentioned wanting to invite Feng Xi to her house. I was concerned you might have agreed, so I came specifically to ask."
Auntie Shen asked, "Which Miss He?" Fan Jiashu said, "The Miss He we met in the park the other day, along with my cousin and his wife." Auntie Shen said, "Oh! Her. We are in no position to associate with such people. Why would she come to our house to invite Feng Xi? Even if she did invite us, we couldn't possibly go. Firstly, we are complete strangers to her. Secondly, Feng Xi is attending school now; she cannot go out on a whim." Fan Jiashu said, "That is precisely what I thought. However, this Miss He is rather casual in her ways. Perhaps she discussed it with Miss Guan and might genuinely come to invite her. If she does, simply say that Feng Xi is too busy with her studies and cannot go." Auntie Shen said, "Please set your mind at ease, Mr. Fan. We will not allow Feng Xi to go out so casually."
Fan Jiashu sat in the room for a while. Then Feng Xi returned from school. The moment she entered and saw Fan Jiashu, she smiled and said, "How do you have time to come today?" Fan Jiashu replied, "I was afraid Miss He might invite you to her house, so I came specifically to tell you it would be best not to go." Upon hearing this, Feng Xi's face immediately took on an uneasy expression. She said, "Why would she invite me? I have no friendship with her." Fan Jiashu said, "Nevertheless, you should be prepared. If Miss He really does invite you, how will you handle it?" Feng Xi said, "I don't even know her. Why would she invite me? Even if she did, my mother wouldn't let me go." Fan Jiashu said, "If you can do that, it is very good. Miss He's friends are all wealthy people. If you were to attend their gatherings, your heart might grow restless, and you would no longer be able to focus on your studies."
They chatted a while longer. Auntie Shen went to the kitchen to prepare the meal. Feng Xi suddenly remembered something and smiled. "Yesterday at the market, I saw something lovely." Fan Jiashu asked, "What was it?" Feng Xi said, "A pair of small jade earrings. The design is very pretty, and they aren't expensive." Fan Jiashu understood her implied meaning and smiled. "I suppose all your classmates have them?" Feng Xi smiled and nodded. Fan Jiashu said, "Earrings are common enough ornaments. It's fine to buy a pair." With that, he took five dollars from his pocket and handed it to Feng Xi. "Go and buy them tomorrow." Feng Xi accepted the money, visibly delighted. "Thank you. You are so good to me."
Fan Jiashu smiled. "If I am not good to you, then to whom should I be good? But you must promise me one thing." Feng Xi asked, "What is it?" Fan Jiashu said, "From now on, you must apply yourself diligently to your studies. Do not covet something simply because other classmates have it." Feng Xi said, "I promise you. I will study hard from now on. To be honest, before, when I asked for things, I was always a little afraid-afraid you would find me too bothersome. Now that you agree to buy them for me, I feel almost ashamed to ask." Fan Jiashu said, "As long as you understand that principle, it is well."
Just then, Auntie Shen came in and said, "The meal is ready. Will you stay for lunch, Mr. Fan?" Fan Jiashu glanced at his watch; it was already half past twelve. He said, "Very well, I shall eat here." So the three of them had lunch together. Fan Jiashu, his mind still preoccupied with He Lina's words from the previous day and fearing she might actually come to Feng Xi's house, lingered for a while after the meal before finally taking his leave.
He remained at home for two consecutive days, unwilling to venture out. On the third day, Guan Shoufeng suddenly telephoned. Fan Jiashu, thinking he might have fallen ill again, took a rickshaw to see him. As soon as he entered, he saw Shoufeng standing energetically in the courtyard. Upon seeing Fan Jiashu, he smiled broadly and said, "Mr. Fan, why haven't you come these past few days? I have missed you terribly." Fan Jiashu said, "How has your health been these days, Uncle Guan?" Shoufeng replied, "Excellent! I recovered long ago. These past few days I have been wanting to have a talk with you."
With that, the two of them walked into the house together. Xiugu was also at home. Seeing Fan Jiashu, she offered a faint smile and a nod. Fan Jiashu said, "Are you on holiday these days, Miss Guan?" Xiugu replied, "I am usually at home; there is no question of holiday or not." Shoufeng said, "Mr. Fan, I specifically invited you here today because I have a few words I wish to say to you." Fan Jiashu said, "Please speak freely, Uncle Guan."
Shoufeng said, "A couple of days ago, Miss He came to see me. She said a great many things, and I have been quite puzzled by them." Fan Jiashu asked, "What did she say?" Shoufeng replied, "She praised you for your chivalry, spending so much money on a drum-song performer's daughter. She said such people were probably unreliable and advised me to caution you against being taken advantage of." Fan Jiashu laughed. "She is really meddling in affairs that are none of her concern." Shoufeng said, "I thought so as well, but Miss He meant well. Xiugu was most displeased by the matter. She said Miss He should not criticize people behind their backs." Fan Jiashu said, "Miss Guan is right. Miss He should not have spoken so."
Shoufeng continued, "There is another matter. Miss He said she would like to meet the Shen girl and asked if I would take her. I told her I could not decide and would have to ask you. What do you think?" Fan Jiashu said, "I don't believe it is necessary. The Shen girl is rather timid; she probably wouldn't utter a word in front of a stranger. Moreover, Miss He is a young lady from a wealthy family. The Shen girl would only feel constrained in her presence." Shoufeng said, "That makes sense. In that case, I shall simply tell Miss He that the young lady is too busy."
Fan Jiashu sat a while longer before taking his leave. Xiugu saw him to the door. Fan Jiashu turned back and saw that Xiugu's face seemed to wear a melancholy expression. He asked, "Miss Guan, you seem to have something on your mind?" Xiugu gave a slight smile. "What could I possibly have on my mind? You are too suspicious, Mr. Fan." Fan Jiashu said, "I hope it is merely my suspicion. Miss Guan, although we have not known each other long, I sincerely wish to be a good friend. If you have any troubles, please do tell me. If I can be of help, I certainly will."
Xiugu said, "Thank you. I have no troubles at present." Seeing that she was unwilling to say more, Fan Jiashu did not press the matter. He nodded, climbed into his rickshaw, and departed.
That evening, Tao Bohe and his wife had another social engagement and went out. Fan Jiashu sat alone at home, feeling quite bored, so he took a novel and lay on the sofa to read. After a few pages, he heard the telephone ring in the front room. Liu Fu answered the call and came in to inform Fan Jiashu, "Young Master, there is a telephone call for you." Fan Jiashu asked, "Who is it from?" Liu Fu said, "A young lady." Fan Jiashu thought to himself, Could it be Feng Xi? He went to the front room, picked up the receiver, and heard a voice ask, "Is this Mr. Fan?" Fan Jiashu said, "Yes, who is speaking?" The voice laughed. "Guess." Fan Jiashu said, "Is it Miss Shen?" The voice said, "No." Fan Jiashu said, "Then is it Miss Guan?" The voice said, "No." Fan Jiashu said, "Then I cannot guess."
The voice laughed again and said, "It's He Lina." Fan Jiashu's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. He said, "So it's Miss He. What can I do for you?" He Lina said, "I called Miss Guan, and she said you hadn't been to see her. I thought you must be at home, so I called to ask. Are you going to the dance at the Beijing Hotel tomorrow evening or not?" Fan Jiashu said, "I haven't decided yet." He Lina said, "I think you should go. Miss Guan will be there too." Fan Jiashu said, "Miss Guan is going?" He Lina said, "Yes, I invited her to accompany me." Fan Jiashu thought for a moment and said, "Alright, I'll go tomorrow too." He Lina said, "Then tomorrow evening, at the Beijing Hotel." Fan Jiashu agreed and hung up the phone.
He thought to himself, Why is He Lina inviting Xiugu to the dance? There must be some ulterior motive. But Xiugu is an upright person; she probably wouldn't fall for He Lina's tricks. He Lina's deliberate approach to Xiugu is undoubtedly to gather information about Feng Xi. I must be on my guard.
The next day, Fan Jiashu, having promised He Lina, felt obliged to go. After dinner, he changed into a Western suit and went to the Beijing Hotel. Upon entering the ballroom, he saw that He Lina and Xiugu had already arrived. He Lina wore a white silk dance dress, while Xiugu wore a blue cloth cheongsam. The two were sitting together, conversing. Fan Jiashu approached them. He Lina noticed him first and stood up, smiling. "Mr. Fan, you are a man of your word. You've indeed come." Xiugu also stood up and nodded to Fan Jiashu.
Fan Jiashu sat down with them. He Lina said, "Miss Guan is being very modest. I've asked her to dance, but she always declines." Fan Jiashu smiled. "Miss Guan doesn't know how to dance, does she?" Xiugu said, "I've never danced before." He Lina said, "That doesn't matter. Let Mr. Fan teach you; he knows how." Fan Jiashu said, "I'm not very good at it myself. I doubt I could teach her." He Lina laughed. "Don't be modest, Mr. Fan. Look at how clever Miss Guan is. How could she not learn?"
Xiugu, feeling embarrassed, said, "I'm feeling a bit dizzy today and don't wish to dance. Perhaps another time." He Lina said, "Since Miss Guan isn't feeling well, then let the two of us dance." With that, she took Fan Jiashu's hand and led him onto the dance floor. Fan Jiashu had no choice but to dance a round with her. After the dance, He Lina smiled at him and said, "Your steps are indeed quite skilled." Fan Jiashu said, "They're merely passable."
Seeing that Fan Jiashu was unwilling to elaborate, He Lina did not press further. The dance continued until eleven o'clock, when Xiugu stood up to leave. He Lina said, "Why such haste? It's still early." Xiugu said, "My father is alone at home. I'm worried about him." Fan Jiashu said, "Then let me escort Miss Guan back." He Lina said, "You live nearby, so you're on the way." Thus, Fan Jiashu and Xiugu took their leave together.
They got into a rickshaw. Xiugu remained silent. Fan Jiashu couldn't help but ask, "Miss Guan, you seem rather displeased today?" Xiugu said, "It's nothing. I just don't care much for such places." Fan Jiashu asked, "What did Miss He talk to you about?" Xiugu said, "She kept asking about Miss Shen." Fan Jiashu said, "How did you respond?" Xiugu said, "I told her I didn't know."
Fan Jiashu said, "You answered well. It's best not to engage too much with such people." Xiugu said, "I think Miss He has taken a liking to you. You should be careful." Fan Jiashu laughed. "Miss Guan, what are you saying? Miss He is a wealthy young lady, and I'm just a poor student. How could she possibly be interested in me?"
Xiugu said, "I don't know, but I find her behavior somewhat unnatural. Mr. Fan, there's something I'd like to say, though I'm not sure if I should." Fan Jiashu said, "Please speak freely, Miss Guan." Xiugu said, "I feel that Miss Shen is too young, and her family isn't very reputable. If you befriend her, you might end up burdened in the future."
Upon hearing this, Fan Jiashu felt quite displeased. He said, "Miss Guan, you are overly concerned. Although the Shen family is poor, Miss Shen is clever and has a good heart. My help is entirely out of goodwill, with no expectation of repayment." Seeing Fan Jiashu's anger, Xiugu lowered her head and said no more.
After Xiugu went inside, Fan Jiashu sat alone in the rickshaw, feeling deeply troubled. He thought, Why does Xiugu also oppose my relationship with Feng Xi? Could it be that Feng Xi is truly unreliable? But since I've known her, she hasn't done a single thing to wrong me. Moreover, she is very grateful to me and would never betray me. Xiugu's words are likely influenced by He Lina's instigation, leading to prejudice against Feng Xi.
He returned home and had a sleepless night. Early the next morning, he went to Feng Xi's house again. Feng Xi had just gotten up. Seeing Fan Jiashu, she smiled and said, "Why have you come so early today?" Fan Jiashu said, "I wanted to see you." Feng Xi said, "Why see me? I'm not ill." Fan Jiashu said, "There's something I want to ask you." Feng Xi said, "What is it?" Fan Jiashu said, "Are you truly sincere in being friends with me?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Xi's face instantly turned pale. She said, "What kind of question is that? If I'm not sincere, may heaven strike me dead!" Seeing her swear, Fan Jiashu quickly said, "Don't be upset. I was just asking casually." Feng Xi said, "How can such a question be asked casually? I know someone must have spoken ill of me behind my back, so you're questioning me. Tell me, who said it?" Fan Jiashu said, "No one spoke ill of you. I just had some doubts of my own."
As she cried even more bitterly, Fan Jiashu had to comfort her repeatedly until she gradually calmed down. He sat for a while longer, noticing tear stains on her face. He smiled and said, "Look, you've dirtied your face with tears. Go wash up." Feng Xi said, "I'm fine. As long as you understand my heart, that's enough."
From that day on, Fan Jiashu became even more considerate toward Feng Xi, and Feng Xi grew more affectionate toward him. Yet, a shadow lingered in Fan Jiashu's heart, as if some misfortune were about to occur.
One day, Fan Jiashu went to Feng Xi's house and found that Auntie Shen and Shen Sanxuan were not home. Feng Xi sat alone in the room, reading. Fan Jiashu asked, "Where are your mother and uncle?" Feng Xi said, "They went out." Fan Jiashu asked, "Where to?" Feng Xi said, "I don't know."
Seeing she wouldn't elaborate, Fan Jiashu didn't press further. He sat for a while before leaving. That evening, he called Feng Xi. Auntie Shen answered the phone. Fan Jiashu said, "Auntie Shen, is Feng Xi home?" Auntie Shen said, "She's asleep." Fan Jiashu said, "So early?" Auntie Shen said, "She wasn't feeling well today, so she went to bed early."
The more he thought about it, the more doubtful he became. He had another sleepless night. Early the next morning, he went to Feng Xi's house again. The main door was tightly shut. He knocked for a long time, but no one answered. Growing anxious, Fan Jiashu pushed hard-the door was unlatched and swung open.
Reading the letter was like a thunderbolt from a clear sky. Fan Jiashu felt dizzy and nearly fainted. Steadying himself, he looked at the letter again-it was indeed Feng Xi's handwriting. He wondered, Why did Feng Xi suddenly leave? Where did she go?
He hurried to Auntie Shen's room, but she and Shen Sanxuan were also gone. The room was empty, as if they had moved out. He went to the kitchen and found the coal stove extinguished, with pots, pans, and dishes all missing.
Fan Jiashu then realized that Feng Xi's entire family had moved away. But why did they leave? Where did they go? He had no idea.
He took a rickshaw to Guan Shoufeng's home. Shoufeng was sitting alone in the courtyard, basking in the sun. Fan Jiashu said, "Uncle Guan, do you know where Feng Xi moved to?"
Shoufeng was startled. "What? The Shen girl moved away? I had no idea." Fan Jiashu said, "They moved yesterday. I went to see her today and found the house empty, with no one there." Shoufeng said, "How strange. Why would they move?" Fan Jiashu said, "I can't think of any reason." Shoufeng said, "Don't worry. Let me ask Xiugu to make some inquiries."
He called Xiugu out and said, "The Shen girl has moved away. Mr. Fan is very worried. Go and find out where they went." Xiugu also looked surprised. "I saw Miss Shen just yesterday. She didn't mention moving." Fan Jiashu asked, "When did you see her yesterday?" Xiugu said, "Yesterday afternoon, I went to the market and saw her and Auntie Shen shopping there. We exchanged a few words."
Fan Jiashu said, "That's odd. If she didn't mention it, why did she suddenly move?" Xiugu said, "I'll ask the neighbors. Maybe they know." She went out and returned after a while. "I asked several households. They all said they didn't know. Only one said they saw a car parked outside the Shen house yesterday afternoon. Later, the three Shen family members carried their luggage and left in the car."
Hearing this, Fan Jiashu grew even more suspicious. He thought, The Shen family never had wealthy relatives. How could they move by car? Could it be that Feng Xi met some wealthy person and left without a word?
Fan Jiashu said, "If she returns, that would be good. I'm afraid she's gone for good." As he spoke, tears fell. Shoufeng said, "Mr. Fan, you're a man. Why grieve so over a woman? There are many good women in the world. Why must it be her?" Fan Jiashu said, "Uncle Guan, you don't understand. Although I haven't known Feng Xi long, my feelings for her are genuine. Her sudden departure-how can I not grieve?"
Seeing his state, Shoufeng didn't say more and let him cry for a while. After crying, Fan Jiashu felt slightly relieved and bid Shoufeng farewell, returning home.
Feeling obliged, Fan Jiashu went over to greet her. He Lina smiled. "Mr. Fan, long time no see. Where have you been these days?" Fan Jiashu said, "I've been occupied and haven't gone out." He Lina asked, "What about Miss Guan? Why isn't she here?" Fan Jiashu said, "I don't know." He Lina said, "I heard the Shen girl moved away. Is it true?"
Fan Jiashu's heart skipped a beat. "How do you know, Miss He?" He Lina said, "I heard it from others." Fan Jiashu asked, "Do you know where she moved to?" He Lina said, "I don't know, but I heard she left with a wealthy man." Hearing this was like cold water poured over his head. Fan Jiashu trembled all over and couldn't utter a word.
Seeing his reaction, He Lina smiled. "I only heard it from others; it might not be true. Mr. Fan, why take it so seriously?" Collecting himself, Fan Jiashu said, "Miss He, who told you this?" He Lina said, "I heard it from the neighbors. I don't know the details." Fan Jiashu knew He Lina's words might not be reliable, but he couldn't shake off the worry. He sat for a while longer before bidding He Lina farewell and returning home.
In Tianjin, he stayed at a hotel, only reading and sleeping, not going anywhere. One day, while walking alone on the street, he suddenly saw a car ahead with a woman inside who looked very much like Feng Xi.
He hurried forward, but the car drove away. He ran after it for a few steps, but it turned a corner and disappeared. Standing on the street, Fan Jiashu felt both doubtful and sorrowful. He thought, Was that woman in the car really Feng Xi? If it was, why is she in Tianjin? She seemed quite affluent in the car. Could she really have gone with a wealthy man?
Shoufeng saw him and asked, "Mr. Fan, where have you been? I haven't seen you for days." Fan Jiashu said, "I went to Tianjin." Shoufeng asked, "Was Tianjin enjoyable?" Fan Jiashu said, "Not particularly." Noticing his troubled expression, Shoufeng asked, "Mr. Fan, you seem preoccupied. What's the matter?" Fan Jiashu said, "Uncle Guan, I have a question for you." Shoufeng said, "What is it?"
Fan Jiashu said, "Did Feng Xi really leave with a wealthy man?" Shoufeng pondered for a moment. "I've heard that said, but I don't quite believe it." Fan Jiashu said, "Uncle Guan, don't hide it from me. If you know something, please tell me honestly." Shoufeng said, "I truly don't know. But I don't think Miss Shen is that kind of person." Fan Jiashu said, "I don't think so either. But why did she suddenly move? And someone saw her leave by car." Shoufeng said, "Leaving by car doesn't necessarily mean she went with a wealthy man. It could have been a relative's car." Fan Jiashu said, "What wealthy relatives does she have?" Shoufeng said, "It's hard to say. Perhaps someone she knew before has become rich and came to fetch them."
Seeing that Shoufeng was also unclear, Fan Jiashu didn't press further. He sat a while longer before leaving. Back home, he remained gloomy. Tao Bohe and his wife, seeing he was still troubled after returning from Tianjin, knew his worries persisted.
Mrs. Tao advised him, "Cousin, why grieve so over a drum-song performer's daughter? Someone like you can surely find a good woman." Fan Jiashu said, "Cousin, you don't understand. Although I haven't known Feng Xi long, my feelings for her are genuine. Her sudden departure-how can I not be sad?" Mrs. Tao said, "Perhaps she'll return in a few days. Be patient and wait." Fan Jiashu said, "If she returns, that would be good. I'm afraid she's gone for good." Seeing her advice was futile, Mrs. Tao dropped the matter.
One day, as Fan Jiashu sat alone in his room, he heard someone call from outside, "Young Master, there's a letter!" Fan Jiashu went out and saw Liu Fu holding a letter. The envelope was addressed "To Mr. Fan Jiashu," with no sender's address. Fan Jiashu quickly opened it. It read: "Mr. Fan Jiashu: I am now in Tianjin and am well. Please do not worry about me. I will never forget your kindness. But our destined bond has come to an end. Please forget me. Feng Xi."
Reading the letter felt like a knife twisting in his heart. He thought, Feng Xi is indeed in Tianjin. Though politely worded, the letter clearly severed our relationship. He stood holding the letter, tears flowing uncontrollably. He thought, I treated her with such sincerity, yet she is so heartless. It shows women are truly unreliable.
Unable to resist their persuasion, Fan Jiashu went with them to dance at the Beijing Hotel. One day, he encountered He Lina again in the ballroom. He Lina saw him and walked over, smiling. "Mr. Fan, long time no see. How have you been these days?" Fan Jiashu said, "Fine. And you, Miss He?" He Lina said, "I've been well. Mr. Fan, you seem to have lost weight." Fan Jiashu said, "Really? I hadn't noticed." He Lina asked, "What about Miss Guan? Why isn't she here?" Fan Jiashu said, "I don't know." He Lina said, "I heard her father is ill, and she's caring for him at home." Fan Jiashu said, "Uncle Guan is ill? I didn't know." He Lina said, "I heard it from others. It's probably not serious."
They chatted a bit. When the music started, He Lina invited Fan Jiashu to dance. Unable to decline, he danced a round with her. After the dance, He Lina smiled and said, "Mr. Fan, your steps seem less lively than before." Fan Jiashu said, "I was never very good at dancing." He Lina said, "Mr. Fan, you seem preoccupied. Are you still thinking about Miss Shen?" Fan Jiashu's heart skipped a beat. "Miss He, please don't mention her again." He Lina said, "Why not? Since she was so heartless, why dwell on her?" Fan Jiashu said, "Let's not talk about the past." He Lina said, "I feel indignant on your behalf. You treated her so well, yet she treated you like this. It shows she has no conscience." Fan Jiashu said, "Miss He, let's not discuss this, alright?" Seeing his insistence, He Lina smiled. "Alright, let's talk about something else." But after this conversation, Fan Jiashu felt even worse. He sat a while longer before leaving early.
He returned home and had another sleepless night. The next day, he went to Guan Shoufeng's house to check on his illness. Shoufeng was lying in bed, with Xiugu sitting beside him. Fan Jiashu said, "Uncle Guan, how did you fall ill?" Shoufeng said, "Just a chill. It's nothing serious." Fan Jiashu sat for a while. Xiugu brought tea. As she handed it to him, she said softly, "Mr. Fan, I have something to tell you." Fan Jiashu said, "What is it?" Xiugu said, "Let's talk outside." Fan Jiashu followed her to the courtyard.
Xiugu said, "Mr. Fan, my father's illness is because of me." Fan Jiashu said, "Because of you?" Xiugu said, "Yes. My father is very concerned about my marriage." Fan Jiashu said, "Is there a problem with your marriage, Miss Guan?" Xiugu said, "My father wants to betroth me to someone, but I'm unwilling." Fan Jiashu said, "Why unwilling?" Xiugu said, "Because I don't like that person." Fan Jiashu said, "If you don't like him, of course you shouldn't be forced." Xiugu said, "But my father is stubborn and insists I agree. That's why I'm troubled, and my father fell ill because of it." Fan Jiashu said, "Miss Guan, don't worry. Gently persuade Uncle Guan. I think he'll come around eventually."
Xiugu said, "I hope so. Mr. Fan, you seem unhappy these days too. Is it because of Miss Shen?" Fan Jiashu said, "Let's not talk about the past." Xiugu said, "Mr. Fan, don't be sad. There are many good women in the world. Why must it be her?" Fan Jiashu said, "Miss Guan, you don't understand. It's not that I must have her, but I can't comprehend how she changed so quickly." Xiugu said, "The human heart is hard to fathom, especially a woman's. It's unreliable. Mr. Fan, you're a good man. You'll surely find a good woman to match you in the future." Fan Jiashu said, "Thank you, Miss Guan."
They talked a bit more before Fan Jiashu bid Xiugu farewell and returned home. He thought, Xiugu is very straightforward and sensible. It's a pity she was born into such a family. If she were educated, she would be an extraordinary woman. But now, only Feng Xi's image remained in his heart; other women held no place.
As he was lost in thought, someone called, "Mr. Fan!" Fan Jiashu turned and saw a woman standing before him-it was Feng Xi. Fan Jiashu could hardly believe his eyes. Steadying himself, he looked again-it was indeed Feng Xi. Feng Xi wore lavish clothes, her face made up with powder, but she looked haggard, with red eyes as if she had been crying.
Fan Jiashu said, "Feng Xi, is it really you?" Feng Xi said, "It's me, Mr. Fan. How have you been?" Fan Jiashu said, "I've been alright. And you?" Feng Xi said, "I've been fine too." Fan Jiashu said, "Why did you leave without a word? Do you know how hard I've looked for you?" Hearing this, Feng Xi's tears flowed. "Mr. Fan, I'm sorry. I had no choice." Fan Jiashu said, "What forced you? Can you tell me?" Feng Xi said, "This isn't the place to talk. Let's go over there."
She led Fan Jiashu to a secluded spot. Feng Xi said, "Mr. Fan, I truly am sorry, but I had no alternative." Fan Jiashu said, "What exactly happened?" Feng Xi said, "My uncle owed gambling debts and was pressured to sell me as a concubine to a wealthy man. My mother refused but was powerless. Later, the wealthy man sent people to forcibly take us to Tianjin. In Tianjin, I learned he was a warlord. He forced me to marry him. When I refused, he locked me up. I escaped when he was off guard and am now hiding at a relative's house." Hearing this, Fan Jiashu felt both furious and sorrowful. "Who is this wealthy man?" Feng Xi said, "He's surnamed Liu, a division commander."
Fan Jiashu said, "What do you plan to do now?" Feng Xi said, "I don't know. I dare not go home, afraid they'll come for me again." Fan Jiashu said, "Don't be afraid. I can protect you." Feng Xi said, "Mr. Fan, I'm grateful for your kindness, but Division Commander Liu is very powerful. You can't oppose him." Fan Jiashu said, "How can we let him act so tyrannically?" Feng Xi said, "In this world, what justice is there? Those with money and power can do anything."
Fan Jiashu said, "Feng Xi, come back with me. I'll find a way." Feng Xi said, "Mr. Fan, I can't implicate you. Please forget me." Fan Jiashu said, "How can I forget you? My feelings for you are genuine." Feng Xi said, "I know, but we can't be together now. If Division Commander Liu learns I'm with you, he won't spare you." Fan Jiashu said, "I'm not afraid of him." Feng Xi said, "You may not be, but I am. Mr. Fan, I beg you, forget me." As she spoke, she cried again. Seeing this, Fan Jiashu felt heartbroken. "Feng Xi, don't cry. We'll think of a way slowly." Feng Xi said, "There's no way. Mr. Fan, take care. I must go."
She turned to leave. Fan Jiashu quickly grabbed her. "Feng Xi, don't go. Let's talk more." Feng Xi said, "There's nothing more to say. Mr. Fan, let me go." She broke free from his grasp and hurried away. Fan Jiashu wanted to chase after her, but his feet felt as heavy as lead, and he couldn't move.
He watched helplessly as Feng Xi's figure disappeared into the trees, his heart aching as if cut by a knife. He stood alone in the park for a long time before slowly walking home.
From then on, Fan Jiashu developed a heart ailment, remaining despondent and soon falling seriously ill. Tao Bohe and his wife, seeing his severe illness, were very worried. They called many doctors, but none were effective. Later, Guan Shoufeng and his daughter came to see him. Xiugu cared for him daily, and his illness gradually improved.
He was sitting alone in his room when he suddenly heard someone call from outside, "Young Master, there's a letter!" Fan Jiashu went out and saw Liu Fu holding a letter. The envelope was addressed "To Mr. Fan Jiashu," with no sender's address below.
Reading the letter felt like a knife twisting in his heart. He thought, Feng Xi is indeed in Tianjin. Though politely worded, the letter clearly severed our relationship. He stood holding the letter, tears flowing uncontrollably. He thought, I treated her with such sincerity, yet she is so heartless. It shows women are truly unreliable.
From then on, Fan Jiashu gave up hope and never mentioned Feng Xi again. But a knot remained in his heart that he could not untie. Every day, aside from attending school, he returned home to read, going nowhere. Tao Bohe and his wife urged him to socialize to distract himself.
Unable to resist their persuasion, Fan Jiashu went with them to dance at the Beijing Hotel. One day, he encountered He Lina again in the ballroom. He Lina saw him and walked over, smiling. "Mr. Fan, long time no see. How have you been these days?" Fan Jiashu said, "Fine. And you, Miss He?" He Lina said, "I've been well. Mr. Fan, you seem to have lost weight." Fan Jiashu said, "Really? I hadn't noticed." He Lina asked, "What about Miss Guan? Why isn't she here?" Fan Jiashu said, "I don't know." He Lina said, "I heard her father is ill, and she's caring for him at home." Fan Jiashu said, "Uncle Guan is ill? I didn't know." He Lina said, "I heard it from others. It's probably not serious."
They chatted a bit. When the music started, He Lina invited Fan Jiashu to dance. Unable to decline, he danced a round with her. After the dance, He Lina smiled and said, "Mr. Fan, your steps seem less lively than before." Fan Jiashu said, "I was never very good at dancing." He Lina said, "Mr. Fan, you seem preoccupied. Are you still thinking about Miss Shen?" Fan Jiashu's heart skipped a beat. "Miss He, please don't mention her again." He Lina said, "Why not? Since she was so heartless, why dwell on her?" Fan Jiashu said, "Let's not talk about the past." He Lina said, "I feel indignant on your behalf. You treated her so well, yet she treated you like this. It shows she has no conscience." Fan Jiashu said, "Miss He, let's not discuss this, alright?" Seeing his insistence, He Lina smiled. "Alright, let's talk about something else." But after this conversation, Fan Jiashu felt even worse. He sat a while longer before leaving early.
He returned home and had another sleepless night. The next day, he went to Guan Shoufeng's house to check on his illness. Shoufeng was lying in bed, with Xiugu sitting beside him. Fan Jiashu said, "Uncle Guan, how did you fall ill?" Shoufeng said, "Just a chill. It's nothing serious." Fan Jiashu sat for a while. Xiugu brought tea. As she handed it to him, she said softly, "Mr. Fan, I have something to tell you." Fan Jiashu said, "What is it?" Xiugu said, "Let's talk outside." Fan Jiashu followed her to the courtyard.
Xiugu said, "Mr. Fan, my father's illness is because of me." Fan Jiashu said, "Because of you?" Xiugu said, "Yes. My father is very concerned about my marriage." Fan Jiashu said, "Is there a problem with your marriage, Miss Guan?" Xiugu said, "My father wants to betroth me to someone, but I'm unwilling." Fan Jiashu said, "Why unwilling?" Xiugu said, "Because I don't like that person." Fan Jiashu said, "If you don't like him, of course you shouldn't be forced." Xiugu said, "But my father is stubborn and insists I agree. That's why I'm troubled, and my father fell ill because of it." Fan Jiashu said, "Miss Guan, don't worry. Gently persuade Uncle Guan. I think he'll come around eventually."
Xiugu said, "I hope so. Mr. Fan, you seem unhappy these days too. Is it because of Miss Shen?" Fan Jiashu said, "Let's not talk about the past." Xiugu said, "Mr. Fan, don't be sad. There are many good women in the world. Why must it be her?" Fan Jiashu said, "Miss Guan, you don't understand. It's not that I must have her, but I can't comprehend how she changed so quickly." Xiugu said, "The human heart is hard to fathom, especially a woman's. It's unreliable. Mr. Fan, you're a good man. You'll surely find a good woman to match you in the future." Fan Jiashu said, "Thank you, Miss Guan."
They talked a bit more before Fan Jiashu bid Xiugu farewell and returned home. He thought, Xiugu is very straightforward and sensible. It's a pity she was born into such a family. If she were educated, she would be an extraordinary woman. But now, only Feng Xi's image remained in his heart; other women held no place.
He remained despondent daily. Tao Bohe and his wife urged him to go to the park to relax. One day, Fan Jiashu went alone to Zhongshan Park for a walk. He reached the spot where he first met Feng Xi. Recalling the past, his heart ached again.
As he was lost in thought, someone called, "Mr. Fan!" Fan Jiashu turned and saw a woman standing before him-it was Feng Xi. Fan Jiashu could hardly believe his eyes. Steadying himself, he looked again-it was indeed Feng Xi. Feng Xi wore lavish clothes, her face made up with powder, but she looked haggard, with red eyes as if she had been crying.
Fan Jiashu said, "Feng Xi, is it really you?" Feng Xi said, "It's me, Mr. Fan. How have you been?" Fan Jiashu said, "I've been alright. And you?" Feng Xi said, "I've been fine too." Fan Jiashu said, "Why did you leave without a word? Do you know how hard I've looked for you?" Hearing this, Feng Xi's tears flowed. "Mr. Fan, I'm sorry. I had no choice." Fan Jiashu said, "What forced you? Can you tell me?" Feng Xi said, "This isn't the place to talk. Let's go over there."
She led Fan Jiashu to a secluded spot. Feng Xi said, "Mr. Fan, I truly am sorry, but I had no alternative." Fan Jiashu said, "What exactly happened?" Feng Xi said, "My uncle owed gambling debts and was pressured to sell me as a concubine to a wealthy man. My mother refused but was powerless. Later, the wealthy man sent people to forcibly take us to Tianjin. In Tianjin, I learned he was a warlord. He forced me to marry him. When I refused, he locked me up. I escaped when he was off guard and am now hiding at a relative's house." Hearing this, Fan Jiashu felt both furious and sorrowful. "Who is this wealthy man?" Feng Xi said, "He's surnamed Liu, a division commander."
Fan Jiashu said, "What do you plan to do now?" Feng Xi said, "I don't know. I dare not go home, afraid they'll come for me again." Fan Jiashu said, "Don't be afraid. I can protect you." Feng Xi said, "Mr. Fan, I'm grateful for your kindness, but Division Commander Liu is very powerful. You can't oppose him." Fan Jiashu said, "How can we let him act so tyrannically?" Feng Xi said, "In this world, what justice is there? Those with money and power can do anything."
Fan Jiashu said, "Feng Xi, come back with me. I'll find a way." Feng Xi said, "Mr. Fan, I can't implicate you. Please forget me." Fan Jiashu said, "How can I forget you? My feelings for you are genuine." Feng Xi said, "I know, but we can't be together now. If Division Commander Liu learns I'm with you, he won't spare you." Fan Jiashu said, "I'm not afraid of him." Feng Xi said, "You may not be, but I am. Mr. Fan, I beg you, forget me." As she spoke, she cried again. Seeing this, Fan Jiashu felt heartbroken. "Feng Xi, don't cry. We'll think of a way slowly." Feng Xi said, "There's no way. Mr. Fan, take care. I must go."
She turned to leave. Fan Jiashu quickly grabbed her. "Feng Xi, don't go. Let's talk more." Feng Xi said, "There's nothing more to say. Mr. Fan, let me go." She broke free from his grasp and hurried away. Fan Jiashu wanted to chase after her, but his feet felt as heavy as lead, and he couldn't move.
He watched helplessly as Feng Xi's figure disappeared into the trees, his heart aching as if cut by a knife. He stood alone in the park for a long time before slowly walking home.
From then on, Fan Jiashu developed a heart ailment, remaining despondent and soon falling seriously ill. Tao Bohe and his wife, seeing his severe illness, were very worried. They called many doctors, but none were effective. Later, Guan Shoufeng and his daughter came to see him. Xiugu cared for him daily, and his illness gradually improved.
Xiugu replied, "Because I do not care for that person." Fan Jiashu said, "If you do not care for him, then naturally you should not be forced."
Fan Jiashu said, "Do not distress yourself, Miss Guan. Gently reason with Uncle Guan. I believe he will come around in time."
Xiugu said, "I hope you are right. Mr. Fan, you seem rather downcast yourself these days. Is it because of Miss Shen?"
Fan Jiashu said, "Let us not speak of the past." Xiugu said, "Do not be sad, Mr. Fan. There are many good women in the world. Why must it be her?"
Fan Jiashu said, "Miss Guan, you misunderstand. It is not that I must have her. It is only that I find her change of heart so sudden and cannot make sense of it."
He remained despondent day after day. Tao Bohe and his wife urged him again to go to the park for a change of scene.
Fan Jiashu said, "Feng Xi, is it truly you?" Feng Xi replied, "It is I, Mr. Fan. How have you been?" Fan Jiashu said, "Well enough. And you?"
Feng Xi said, "I have been well too." Fan Jiashu said, "Why did you leave without a word of farewell? Do you know how desperately I have searched for you?"
Fan Jiashu said, "What compelled you? Can you tell me?" Feng Xi said, "This is not the place to speak. Let us go over there."
Feng Xi said, "Mr. Fan, I have truly wronged you, but I had no alternative." Fan Jiashu asked, "What exactly happened?"
Feng Xi said, "My uncle owed gambling debts and was pressed so hard that he had no recourse but to sell me as a concubine to a wealthy man. My mother refused, but she was powerless. Later, that wealthy man sent men who forcibly took us to Tianjin. Once in Tianjin, I learned he was a warlord. He tried to force me to marry him. When I refused, he locked me up. I took advantage of a moment when he was off his guard and escaped. I am now hiding at a relative's house."
Fan Jiashu said, "I am not afraid of him." Feng Xi said, "You may not be afraid, but I am. Mr. Fan, I beg of you, forget me." As she spoke, she began to weep again.
Seeing her thus, Fan Jiashu's heart also ached. He said, "Feng Xi, do not cry. Let us think of a way slowly."
With that, she turned to leave. Fan Jiashu hastily caught her arm. "Feng Xi, do not go. Let us talk a little more."
She pulled free from his grasp and hurried away. Fan Jiashu wanted to pursue her, but his feet felt as if weighted with a thousand pounds; he could not take a single step.
Thus it is: Since ancient times, deep affection leaves only regret; the sweetest dreams are ever the first to fade. What became of Fan Jiashu after his illness? That will be revealed in the next chapter.