Chapter 58 Remember My Name

class was during the last two periods and it was afternoon. Hence, most people would leave school halfway through the classes. At the end of the final period, Mao Xiaoshi didn’t leave with his backpac...Chapter 58: Remember My Name

The Purple Wisteria Chinese Restaurant in the Fuhai Catering Street is the branch of an old and reputable establishment from Fall City located in Summer Sea.

The construction of Xinghai Square in Summer Sea has sparked a wave of investment opportunities. Many well-known businesses from various provinces are eagerly waiting to see if Summer Sea can expand its economic development and successfully pass the tourism city excellence inspection, which would certainly boost the city's future prospects.

So, what advantageous resources could one secure during this period of development in Summer Sea How much potential could be tapped into all depends on one’s fortune.

Su Cai got out of Tang Wu's mother Mu Hui's car. When Tang Wu called the woman "Mom," Mu Hui had already sized up Su Cai from head to toe. She noticed how the boy and her daughter left school with a hint of intimacy, yet she showed no expression in her eyes.

Different from Tang Wu’s cold demeanor, Mu Hui’s gaze was profound and unreadable. Her appearance gave absolutely no clue as to whether she liked or disliked someone; perhaps years of work had given her an air of authority that could not hide her stunning beauty. As a mother close to forty, possessing such star-like charisma is indeed rare.

"Are you Tang Wu's schoolmate Since Tang Wu doesn't have a very regular lifestyle, thank you for always taking care of her. Why don’t we eat together"

Su Cai nodded unexpectedly at Mu Hui’s words.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Su Cai tried to sit naturally and relaxedly at the table. Through the window, he could see the dimming street outside, while the transparent glass reflected the brilliance of the restaurant interior and their varied expressions.

The dishes on the plates were exquisite, and the waitresses wore silk cheongsams as they set down the plates with a light clink, followed by Mu Hui and Qi's inquiries about how Tang Wu has been lately, if she drinks milk every day, or if she kicks off her blanket at night.

Tang Wu blushed and somewhat reproached, "Mom."

Mu Hui smiled. That smile made Su Cai think of Carrie Lam (Note: This seems to be a mistranslation as Li Ka-shing's daughter is named Victoria Li-Tsui and her appearance doesn't resemble Carrie Lam’s).

This moment seemed like a showcase window, with passersby on the street and some elegantly dressed people in the restaurant occasionally glancing over at them. It seems likely that Tang Wu and Mu Hui would be focal points together; thus Su Cai also couldn’t avoid being under the gaze of curious eyes.

The窗外 light flickered, casting a still not very prosperous Xiahai City. In the distance, sparks from welding guns could be faintly seen at the construction site of Star Sea Square. Several hundred watt bulbs lit up the construction site as brightly as day.

Star Sea Square, and the purple wisteria restaurant where Zhi worked. These were things that originally belonged to several years later in the future. But now they had appeared ahead of time in this city, right before his eyes.

Does this mean that because of him, the layout of this city is undergoing some form of gradual change A city never grows old, for every day people rush towards splendid youth. So when the future version of himself, nearing thirty and having accomplished nothing, laments aging, is it also a result of time passing

Reborn once, besides changing the destinies of those around him, can he also influence more people Accelerate urban development, have some golden industries emerge earlier, bring economic systems into prosperity, thereby uplifting more regions, cities, industries and markets, structures and orders. Like Xiahai City before him, rapidly transforming like bricks being piled up.

Such a thought is truly exhilarating.

There are many people who think ahead of their time, but also many who merely dream while looking to the sky. Among them, some become poets like Bai Juyi, Li Bai, Du Fu, Nietzsche, and Haizi; others preserve this pose for years before drying into mummies.

Only a few grasp the pulse of the era and boldly implement their ideals. These people eventually stand at great heights, armed with swords. With each move they make, countless lives are affected.

The struggles there transcend ordinary levels. There is high-level combat, invisible threats and wars, but also opportunities. And like a sunrise, magnificent landscapes unseen from the foot of the mountain await, covered in twilight, looking down upon an accessible world.

Listening to Tang Wu's conversation with her mother, Su Cen felt as though he had opened up another realm. Perhaps it was pursuing Tang Wu’s trajectory that ignited his strong fighting spirit.

Perhaps it is also standing before a mother-daughter duo like Tang Wu and Mu Ban—outstanding to the point of seeming unreal—that spurred him on to climb higher, using all available means to change this city, alter the pulse of the times, and rectify the nation's shame.

For an instant, Su Cen felt that being granted a second chance at life was meant for him to be an envoy, changing not just his own regrets but many others’ too.

The "neighbor Spider-Man" once said: The greater one’s power, the greater their responsibility. After settling into a comfortable life, has he reached the moment when he must shoulder responsibilities

This stage, this world, may no longer belong solely to him.

Mu Yue hadn't paid much attention to Su Cen's defeat until this moment when she began to take a closer look at the boy in front of her. She saw Su Cen holding hands with Tang Wu and deduced from their shopping that Tang Wu wasn't dining alone at home, but Mu Yue didn’t think this would pose any significant obstacle for her goal of taking Tang Wu away. Who hasn’t had youthful infatuations and nostalgic memories However, when one reaches a certain position and height in life, looking back should be about nostalgia rather than regret.

The profound look in Su Cen’s eyes piqued Mu Yue's interest: "How long have you known Tang Wu"

"It's not short, but it's also not long. If I add up all the time, it has been less than four years." In truth, when added together, it had already been many years. Su Cen thought to himself.

"Less than four years isn't that long, yet it’s not short either, so forgetting shouldn’t be too difficult."

The atmosphere tensed up; Tang Wu's clear autumn moon-like eyes seemed to be filled with something as she stared blankly at Su Cen.

Su Cen casually lifted his head and flashed Mu Yue a radiant smile: "I might forget many four-year periods, but not this one. Not even in two lifetimes."

Tang Wu’s body trembled slightly; she didn’t dare to look at Su Cen and was unwilling to see him standing up against her mother, though his courage made her heart race.

Mu Yue froze for a moment, clearly taken aback by Su Cen's words. Beneath her calm exterior lay an indescribable quality, like the rumble of thunder hidden above clouds, unseen and untouchable yet hinting at its vastness from afar.

Then she smiled gracefully: "You're still young. It’s easy for you to say this now, but don't be too certain. Time is both the most toxic poison and the best antidote. If one day you live as long as Aunt Xiang, you’ll understand how powerless your current promises and commitments are in reality. The bone-chilling memories of youth merely represent youthful folly."

Mu Yue was an excellent person; behind her must be many touching stories that could fill days and nights with tales. That’s why she didn’t want her daughter to abandon a broader sky for some simple things.

"It's not just about that," Su Cen shook his head, "Living this life might mean more than forgetting; it also means remembering—remembering many people and many things."

"Is memory the only tool for the continuation of civilization" Mu Yue still smiled gracefully, "Perhaps, perhaps one day instead of me speaking to you about these life lessons, it will be your turn to speak to me."

Immediately after, she turned and looked at Tang Wu, her tone calm yet carrying an unassailable grace beneath the silence: "Then we should head home now."

Tang Wu pursed her lips, her dark eyes filled with a somber expression. She nodded艱難地.

Muban glanced at Tang Wu and had to pretend not to notice her expression as he swept past her.

She did not intend to make things difficult for this young man because, whether for him or Tang Wu, their meeting and holding hands would become a cherished memory years later. This memory was a pure beauty preserved in the harshness of society. She didn't want her strong presence to intrude upon this purity. All she could do was minimize her interference as much as possible.

She had visited some countries in Western Europe before. Some parents in America and Britain were quite enlightened; when faced with such situations, they would generally end the matter by moving houses, a practice that made even Mencius' mother's three relocations seem modest by comparison. The temporal and spatial barriers could無形中reduce the damage to children’s mentality caused by their parents’ intervention. It prevented them from leaving psychological shadows behind. Moving around more and seeing a larger world would not be a bad thing.

After stepping out of the restaurant, the wind blew past her, prompting Tang Wu to make a decision. She turned back, squeezed Su Can's hand lightly, then released it as Mu Jian pretended not to see anything and looked ahead.

"Will I see you again tomorrow" When Su Can said this, his nose felt slightly tinged with sorrow.

"Mm." Tang Wu nodded her head and turned her delicate body. She opened the car door and got in.

Muban sighed and looked at Su Can. His original elegance transformed into a cold and proud gaze that lacked gentleness and grace, only possessing an arrogance deeper and more piercing than Tang Wu's. "I've met many people; there are many whose names I don't even want to know. From start to finish, I didn't ask you your name or surname because it’s meaningless. If you can’t forget about those four characters, then I look forward to the day when we meet again in the future. At that time, I hope you have the desire to know my name."

"Su Can."

Muban was taken aback for a moment.

"I'm Su Can," he said with the same radiant smile, "I hope you remember this name because one day it might make you unforgettable."

Muban chuckled softly. At that moment, she regained her elegant and gentle demeanor as she walked over to open the car door, "Maybe. But I usually don’t like overly confident children; it signifies an arrogance they cannot bear. Your name, I remember but also forget. That's all."

I apologize for any inconvenience caused. A friend came from afar yesterday and we didn't get back until late at night, so there was no new chapter update today. In such situations, I'll notify you in advance to avoid keeping everyone waiting.leg in a crossover move. He repeated this sequence twice. Afterward, Su Cen crouched lower again to dribble the ball, and its speed was so fast that it barely rose more than three or four centimeters...