His lips trembled slightly, and he seemed unable to utter even the simplest words: "Junwei, I... I really..."

"You forgot, right?" Sheng Junwei interrupted his self-blame with a gentle but somewhat bitter voice.

"Sheng Mingtao, memories may be blown away by the wind, and character may be reshaped by time. Then, the disappearance of emotions is just another touch of coldness in this fickle world, isn't it?" Her words revealed an open-mindedness and helplessness beyond her age.

After the identity of the fake daughter was exposed, the only warmth he felt in the Sheng family was the unconditional support and trust of his brother.

His love for her was deep and deep, and she was willing to repay him with ten times the sincerity, but she never expected that the one who would eventually pierce the knife deeply into her heart was actually him - the man she was willing to give everything to protect.

"Although I never had such intention, I did deprive Sheng Ruijiao of ten years of peaceful life. I admit this. Over the years, no matter what kind of indifference and misunderstanding I suffered, I endured it silently, because I knew very well that this was a debt I owed Ruijiao, and also a debt I owed to Minister Sheng and his wife." There was no complaint in her words, only deep self-blame and acceptance.

People always view Sheng Ruijiao through the filter of weakness and kindness, believing that she has suffered a lot of injustice in the outside world. Therefore, even though Sheng Junwei is often her target, the public feels that it is understandable.

However, when Sheng Junwei realized this unfair favoritism, she chose to remain silent and no longer respond to those unfounded provocations.

"Sheng Mingtao, how can you be so naive to think that after you have repeatedly abused me, aided and abetted Sheng Ruijiao in stabbing me in the back, I can still forgive you like before? Since the mistake has been made, you must bear the consequences. This is the most basic principle, isn't it?"

"From the moment you lost my amulet, to the moment you tore off my protective bracelet, to the moment you smashed my pillow with the Gathering Spirit Talisman painted on it, every time you stood by Sheng Ruijiao unconditionally and spoke coldly to me... In my heart, the reliance and trust I once had in you had already quietly left me."

"Once a mistake is made, all excuses are pale and powerless, and compensation is even more empty talk, because those scars have long been engraved in the heart and cannot be erased. You should remember this sentence, which is exactly what you once taught me."

These heart-wrenching words happened when Sheng Mingtao was still clear-headed and rational. In order to hurt Sheng Junwei mentally, Sheng Ruijiao pretended to fall on the road he had to pass and put on a pitiful look.

Sheng Mingtao helped her up without hesitation and angrily criticized Sheng Junwei. Every word he said was like a sharp sword piercing Sheng Junwei's heart.

At that time, Sheng Junwei still held a glimmer of hope for him. If it was someone else who did such a thing, perhaps she could choose to forbear. But it was him, the person she once regarded as a safe haven. How could she not feel heartbroken and how could she not defend herself?

"The truth is something that will be revealed as soon as you investigate. Why didn't you want to find out everything first, and rushed to stand on her side? Do I have to carry that heavy cross for the rest of my life, and never be able to turn things around, just because I made a mistake once?"

Her words were full of reluctance and pleading, trying to awaken the justice and rationality in his heart.

"Besides, what exactly did I do wrong?! I was just a newborn baby at that time. I didn't even have the ability to protect myself. How could I make any choice to change my fate? What crime did I commit?!"

At this moment, her eyes were firm and deep, like the brightest stars in the night sky, and she spoke those words back to Sheng Mingtao, word by word, sonorous and resounding: "It is not your intention to forget the pain of the past, but the scars of reality are like branding and cannot be ignored. You, as a chess piece in this complex chess game, can also hardly escape the bondage of responsibility."

"So, from now on, please don't try to get close to me anymore, and let the past settle."

As she said this, she gently waved her sleeves, as if a breeze was blowing across the valley, with irresistible force. Sheng Mingtao's body couldn't help but stagger a few steps, as if being pushed by an invisible hand.

When he finally stood firm on his feet and looked up again, he saw Sheng Junwei's resolute figure going away. After walking dozens of steps, she gradually disappeared in the bustling crowd.

A feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart, and he knelt on the ground, his hoarse voice mixed with despair: "Junwei, don't leave me alone to face this indifferent world, I really, really understand my mistakes..."

When Sheng Junwei stepped into the familiar threshold of Pei Mansion again, her mood was as calm as a lake, without any ripples.

From this moment on, she and the Sheng family were two parallel lines that would never intersect.

As for the Sheng family's eventual decline and demotion to commoners in the mortal world, that was just the judgment that time gave them. She, Sheng Junwei, would not waste any more energy on it.

Whether it was Sheng Mingtao's sudden visit today, either to seek her forgiveness because of the reawakening of memories, or to try to use past affection to get her into trouble again, she firmly rejected him.

Some relationships, once broken, are like broken porcelain. Even if they are glued together with difficulty, the cracks will always be clear, reminding people of the pain they once suffered.

The afternoon sun lazily sprinkled in the courtyard, and the housekeeper hurried in, holding an exquisite invitation.

In the complicated arena of Kyoto, she doesn't have many friends. Apart from the Sheng family and the once powerful Wu'an Marquis Mansion, the only one who could come unexpectedly is probably the kind-hearted Si Qi.

As expected, when they opened the invitation, they saw Si Qi's familiar and gentle handwriting on it, but the destination this time was not Yunjinfang where they often went, but Shengqi Charity.

Sheng Junwei calmed herself down and changed into simple and elegant clothes. Beside her was her loyal maid Rouer, and the two of them stepped out of the mansion together.

Shengqi Charity is located on Pingle Street. Although this street is not as bustling and prosperous as Lin'an Street which leads directly to the imperial city, it is still a microcosm of urban life with a constant flow of people.

The store is located in a corner of the street. It is not very big. It is a two-story building. It looks a little inconspicuous and even shabby among the many dazzling shops.

However, all this is just an illusion.

The moment you push open the door, it feels like you have traveled through time and space and arrived in another world.

The interior of the store suddenly opens up, and what greets you is a specially made tall counter with a unique design. Engraved on the front are four powerful characters "Shengqi Charity", which exude a solemnity that cannot be ignored.

A writing area is cleverly set up on one side of the counter. The huge octagonal table can accommodate nine people at the same time. Each position is equipped with a special drawer, which not only ensures privacy but also facilitates the recording of every donated amount.

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