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Chapter 300: Chapter 143: Borders and Squatting Together in Jail
Gou Huai’s mind was shaken for a moment before he suddenly put on a stern face and stopped smiling.
"Small intolerance leads to chaos in great plans."
Meaning that if you can’t even tolerate the small things, when big issues arise it will be a complete mess.
From this extends the principle that a man should not give up a pile of DEFs for the sake of a single B+...
What’s the point of love when you can be the male god of every girl with spring fever?
As Su Huai thought this, he raised his hand and pointed ahead, "There’s a candied haw stall over there, do you want to try some?"
Gu Jiuyue’s attention was indeed very easy to divert, and upon hearing the suggestion, she immediately looked in the direction, her gaze sharp as an eagle’s.
But then...
She soon asked, bewildered, "Where is it?"
Surprised, Su Huai looked at the stall 10 meters away and then back at her, suddenly realizing that her seemingly focused little eyes were actually wildly off, completely missing the correct spot.
Right, last time they had met on campus it was the same...
Unable to restrain himself, Su Huai asked, "Your eyesight?"
Gu Jiuyue paused for a moment, then smiled calmly, "Optic nerve atrophy caused by medication, I... can’t see very clearly."
This was entirely beyond Su Huai’s common knowledge, he couldn’t comprehend.
"Uh... even with your family’s resources, there’s no solution?"
"What ability does our family have, really."
Gu Jiuyue shook her head with a wry smile, and as she strolled forward with Su Huai, she spoke gently,
"Nerve atrophy is irreversible, surgery and glasses are useless, maintaining my current state is already... I’m okay, really, I’ve adapted a long time ago. Within 10 meters is enough, beyond that, I don’t concern myself."
Despite discussing such painful truth, she spoke in a relaxed tone.
Su Huai could sense that it wasn’t a pretense of strength, she truly was at peace and accepting.
But Gou Huai felt stabbed in the heart again.
As someone whose vision had recovered to more than 5.5, he couldn’t imagine what life must be like... how uncomfortable it must be, for those with just a few meters of visibility and no means of improvement.
Was it comparable to someone with severe myopia who doesn’t wear glasses?
It seemed not, probably not the same concept at all.
In any case, she seemed more pitiful than Su Huai had imagined; heart and lung issues deprived her of the ability to run and jump, vision problems trapped her in a blurry world, wealth and intelligence cost her friends...
Su Huai finally truly understood what being a "good friend" really meant to her.
It was hard to describe in words; that 70-point Favorability Rating probably represented a breakthrough like no other.
Dammit, how can I bear to hurt you?
The impulse to get into a relationship that Su Huai had recently felt instantly dissipated, leaving not a single trace behind.
Being with Gu Xiaojiu as a partner would be lower than beasts!
"Your thoughts are very unique, but surprisingly they make sense," Gou Huai consoled her, choosing his approach skillfully.
"Everyone has boundaries unique to themselves. Beyond those boundaries, what business is it of mine? The difference is just that some people’s boundaries are larger and some are smaller. But whether you can live a good life and feel happiness has nothing to do with the size of those boundaries."
Here he comes, here he comes, he’s bringing philosophy into play again!
Gu Xiaojiu, the artistic young lady, was completely taken by it, and suddenly found herself eager to discuss, stopping in her tracks in front of the candied fruit stall.
"It’s a bit of a stretch to equate vision with boundaries, but the thought is interesting. Su Huai, how big are your boundaries?"
Her question was vague, but Su Huai understood it perfectly.
"Right now, they might be bigger than yours, but it might not be the same in the future. I actually haven’t thought much about my path ahead, while you, whether you like it or not, seem destined to inherit certain things."
Bringing up this matter, her mood suddenly became complex.
"Ah..."
With a sigh and a moment of silence, she then spoke somberly, "Yes, if my health recovers to a certain extent, I will certainly need to help my father with some things.
When I’m 30, Dad will be nearly 60, and by then those imaginary brothers and sisters will still be young...
Although I don’t find any significance in those fortunes for myself, it’s not easy for Dad either."
A single "not easy" expressed her sense of responsibility.
She didn’t like those things — wealth, power, status — they were all included.
Her boundaries were small; she just wanted to live a stable and peaceful life.
Yet she wouldn’t selfishly remove herself from involvement, observing indifferently the manipulative schemes and deceit.
When Su Huai watched her interviews later in life, he saw a goddess full of intelligence and intellect, yet could feel that she wasn’t happy, treating both success and failure with nonchalance, perhaps for the same reasons.
So, he continued to rack his brains to find ways to comfort her.
"Personally, I think for now you don’t need to include the so-called siblings into your life plans. Your boundaries are still quite clear—within 10 meters, just a few people.
Those who are naturally inside have to be treated with care, but those who are not, and who try to get close in the future, don’t deserve any more of the burden on you.
And Mr. Gu is in his prime, he might not actually wish to see you spend your energies on the supposed family business.
A 60-year-old Crown Prince, isn’t there an example out west?
And my reminder is that you’ll have two boundaries in the future, one is the core boundary you set for yourself, the other is the responsibility boundary given to you by your family background.
These two things may conflict somewhat, but they don’t have to be mutually exclusive.
—Why not just plan ahead now?"
Su Huai was getting deep into the conversation.
It’s no exaggeration to say, if she were a normal 19-year-old girl, not to mention understanding, whether she could follow even half of it would be a question.
