As soon as Steward Ping left, Nanny changed Song Ci's tea and said, "You're serious about doing this, it's not just talk, huh."
Song Ci took the tea, sipped it, and said, "For a serious matter, when have I ever joked about it? At some point, I could just stretch my legs and say goodbye to the world. When a person is gone, they're slowly forgotten. If I leave behind a Charitable School, do you think people will remember me?"
"You're doing it to be remembered?"
Song Ci nodded, "Yes, and to leave something behind."
Nanny opened her mouth, and after a long while said, "I don't know about others, but I will always remember you."
"You're getting old too, how long can you remember?" Song Ci smiled softly.
