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Just as Autumn Wind was slightly taken aback, her phone rang, and it was Qiu Ruolan calling.
On the other end of the line, Qiu Ruolan expressed a tone of complete guilt, repeatedly apologizing for not responding to Autumn Wind's text in a timely manner. In response to Qiu Ruolan's apology, Autumn Wind did not say anything; she simply confirmed if it was a good time for Qiu Ruolan to talk and said, "Thank you very much for what happened yesterday..."
"Please be more careful in the future..." Qiu Ruolan paused for a moment, then her tone suddenly became relaxed. "You calling me means that we have made up, at least indicating that what happened yesterday is behind us!"
"Yeah!" Autumn Wind replied in a soft voice. After a brief silence, she stated her plan: "Well, I need to go home for a bit. Is that convenient for you?"
There was a slight pause on the other end of the line from Qiu Ruolan. "Um... it seems like it's not very convenient... I have a friend coming over later..."
Who would have thought you had a friend coming? Autumn Wind couldn't help but mutter to herself. She took a deep breath and interrupted Qiu Ruolan, "Okay, I understand... I won't disturb you then..."
"Autumn Wind... that's not what I meant..."
Before Qiu Ruolan could finish, Autumn Wind quickly hung up the phone. She knew that her very existence was a constant challenge for Qiu Ruolan—a dual challenge of acting and endurance.
At that moment, Zhao Jingqi messaged: I have two appointments this afternoon and another gathering tonight, so I probably can't pick up Babies. Just let them stay at your place for now.
Autumn Wind had already anticipated this because her mother had packed two diapers for Yusha.
My place? Do I even have a home anymore? Just thinking about that word made Autumn Wind feel particularly conflicted.
She took a breath and looked across the street again, but the man who had just appeared there was gone. Autumn Wind anxiously glanced around but saw no sign of him. Could it have been an illusion?
Her heart sank rapidly, and she felt dizzy; her body swayed slightly until she steadied herself by placing her hand on Phoebe's shoulder.
At that moment, a taxi turned the corner and stopped right in front of Autumn Wind. She pulled the children back a bit as the window rolled down, revealing Qiu Mowen's Noble Prince-like face once again before her. He smiled at Autumn Wind, winked, and slightly turned his head toward the back seat of the car, signaling her to get in.
Without waiting for Autumn Wind to react, Phoebe skillfully opened the car door and jumped in. It was only when she realized that Xiao Yuan was not in the car that she froze mid-air.
Autumn Wind was also startled by Phoebe's actions, but she quickly realized that Phoebe mistakenly thought it was Xiao Yuan who had come to pick them up. Before Phoebe could start crying, she threw her mom's bag into the car and squeezed in with Yusha.
The car eventually stopped in front of Qiu Mowen's apartment. They entered the elevator, which went up to the eleventh floor. Qiu Mowen opened the door, and Autumn Wind cautiously led Yusha and Phoebe inside.
The apartment was not very large, just a one-bedroom unit, but it was decorated like an exquisite crystal coffin. It could have been arranged to be extremely cozy and warm, yet the living room was decorated in black and white. Even though it was the afternoon when sunlight filled the room, it still felt cold and desolate. The place was impeccably clean—so clean it was almost frightening. Apart from its cleanliness, the only word Autumn Wind could think of to describe it was quiet—quiet to the point of being eerie.
However, this atmosphere matched well with the thirty-five-year-old Qiu Mowen's demeanor: cold, quiet, and unsmiling.
Of course, all of this was just a facade. If you ventured further inside, entering the bedroom would reveal that your impression of the apartment was wrong. The bedroom had beige wallpaper; no matter how harsh or glaring the sunlight was, it remained warm and comfortable. This also reflected Qiu Mowen well; anyone who had truly interacted with him would consider him a warm, grateful, and humorous man.
Naturally, if you delved deeper into his character, the title of "playboy" would snap onto him like a label.
But to Autumn Wind, he would always be a gentle, romantic, wealthy, and charming handsome man.
Thus, Autumn Wind boldly hugged Qiu Mowen from behind. However, he gently pulled her arms away from him, creating an awkward atmosphere.
Autumn Wind was slightly taken aback and stepped back uncomfortably before jokingly saying, "Don't be scared; I just wanted to express my longing for you after such a long time apart. If you can't handle it, just say so!"
Through the dressing mirror on the wall, Autumn Wind saw him smile—still as pleasing to the eye as ever.
Yusha had fallen asleep on the sofa while Phoebe obediently held Autumn Wind's hand, not daring to leave her side. The entire room felt eerily quiet as if frozen in time. Autumn Wind asked Qiu Mowen, "Why... did you suddenly come back today?"
He remained silent, turning his back to her as he quietly dragged his suitcase into the bedroom. He took out two pairs of brand-new slippers and gestured for Autumn Wind and Phoebe to change into them. Then he turned on the television, switched it to an animation channel, and handed the remote control to Phoebe. He sat down next to Autumn Wind and asked, "Is this Qiu Feng's child? Aren't you her assistant? Why aren't you accompanying her for the recording?"
"Yes, that's my job! That's how my boss arranged it! But what about you? Why did you suddenly come back? Didn't you go to the mainland?" Autumn Wind didn't elaborate much on her work; she just wanted to know why Qiu Mowen had returned so unexpectedly when she had previously received news that he would be working in the mainland for at least six months.
"Yes, this is also my job, and the boss arranged it this way!" Qiu Mowen replied to himself with the same words he had just used to answer Autumn Wind.
He might have realized the awkwardness of the atmosphere; after finishing that sentence, Qiu Mowen stood up and walked into the kitchen. "Isn't it time for lunch? Are you starving?" Then, the sounds of clattering quickly echoed in the kitchen. The kitchen was open, but from the moment he entered, Qiu Mowen didn't look at Autumn Wind even once. Autumn Wind knew he was avoiding her because of that nearly devastating topic from two weeks ago.
As another party involved in that topic, Autumn Wind felt more than just embarrassment; numerous questions swirled in her mind: Why did he bring me to his apartment? Why do I feel so justified in following him here?
These were truly headache-inducing questions!
After finishing the cartoon, Phoebe pounced into Autumn Wind's arms. "Is he your boyfriend?"
Autumn Wind thought for a moment, shook her head, and faced the uncomfortable truth: "He is my aunt's uncle!"
Phoebe looked at Autumn Wind, then at Qiu Mowen, her eyes darting back and forth. Ultimately, she realized she couldn't figure out such a complicated relationship and chose to give up. She happily jumped back to the television.
Indeed, if one had to define the relationship between Qiu Mowen and Autumn Wind, Autumn Wind should indeed call him "uncle."
Qiu Mowen was a child adopted by Grandma.
The flow of time extends everyone's life into a boundless line, where intersections often appear that are difficult to name. Because Qiu Ruolan adopted Autumn Wind, there was an intersection between Autumn Wind and Qiu Mowen.
What kind of scene was that? A large sun hung overhead, sunlight pouring down vertically. His features were illuminated by the light, but before Autumn Wind was a patch of shade cast by his body. Autumn Wind finally saw the distinct features beneath his hat; his eyes were slightly upturned. "Hi, I'm Qiu Mowen. You can also call me Ervin. If you can't remember that, you can just call me 'Sea.' Ervin means ocean..."
Guan Xiu's hometown was originally a coastal place; now Autumn Wind couldn't recall its name, but she remembered how Guan Xiu took her swimming by the sea for the first time. After swimming without rinsing off and before returning home, her body was covered in red welts.
Qiu Mowen's opening line once again brought him closer to Autumn Wind. The depth of his gaze brought her infinite warmth that completely dispelled her fear of Pingtung; he was like a heater that could warm everything.
Autumn Wind once thought this was merely a fleeting fantasy, but when she received her adult identification card, she realized that this deep face had lingered in front of her for a full eight years.
This is a strange family, so strange that there is no blood relation among the four closest family members.
When Grandma married into the Qiu Family, Qiu Lirou had just celebrated her first birthday. Quoting Grandma's own words, "I hadn't even recovered from the shyness of being a bride when I was handed a babbling baby."
When Qiu Lirou was ten years old, Grandma brought Qiu Mowen home. According to Qiu Lirou's description, the scene at that time was like this: "I was considering whether to buy a doll when you, Grandma, brought home a real one!"
Thirty years later, Qiu Lirou brought Autumn Wind back home again. Grandma described it as: "I always felt like we were missing a cook in the house, and then you showed up!"
But this did not affect the existence of this family, provided that Qiu Lirou had not yet become famous at that time; they were still living in their old home in Pingtung.
After spending two years in the pastoral life of Pingtung, Qiu Lirou brought Autumn Wind to Taipei.
However, after returning to Taipei, everything became unfamiliar to Autumn Wind. She couldn't understand why there were so many inexplicable people around Qiu Lirou. She became increasingly busy and even forgot Grandma's birthday.
Though they were close in distance, their hearts grew distant.
Later, Autumn Wind found the key factor causing this situation: Qiu Lirou had become famous. That year, Qiu Lirou was extremely busy; she swept through Taiwan's three major awards—Golden Bell, Golden Horse, and Golden Image—and frequently appeared on the front pages of various newspapers and magazines.
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