"I met your mother at school two days ago. She said she was going to your aunt's place during the Chinese New Year."
Wang Yi nodded, "Yes, I'll bring grandpa back by the way."
"Your mother isn't here either. Come and sit at Aunt Yun's house when you have time."
"OK."
"Beibei," Aunt Yun hesitated for a moment, then said what she wanted to say: "Aunt Yun doesn't want to speak for your father. Your mother is also a very good friend of mine, but I have seen it all these years.
What your dad misses the most is you. We are getting older, and we only have about twenty years left until we live to be eighty. Aunt Yun doesn’t want to watch you do something that you will regret."
"No one talks about who was right or wrong about what happened back then, who was right and who was not, but everyone has a balance in their hearts. To put it bluntly, God is watching what people do."
"But if some things should pass, just let them pass, keep them in your heart, and just know them."
Wang Yi lowered his head, his nose sore: "I know."
Aunt Yun patted her hand gently, held it in hers, and said with a smile: "I saw Zhou Ze today, and I feel relieved. He is a good boy. It can be seen that he cherishes you, and you should too."
Treat people well."
Wang Yiyi couldn't laugh or cry: "Aunt Yun, how could you tell that I'm not treating him well?"
"You," Aunt Yun scratched Wang Yiyi's nose just like she did when she was a child: "Those little tempers should be tempered occasionally. You can be tough with outsiders, but you can't be this way with the people around you, especially with others.
Dear, sometimes you have to be more tolerant."
"I know."
"Also," Aunt Yun told Wang Yiyi these heartfelt words because she was sincere to her: "Sometimes you should listen more to Zhou Ze, he is more sensible than you."
Two cars, one behind the other, stopped in front of them. Liu Heqi, the leader, rolled down the window glass and asked, "Can you two talk some other time?"
"This brat, Beibei, must come to my house when you have time."
"Okay, Aunt Yun, Uncle Liu, bye."
As soon as Wang Yi got in the car, his first words were to throw Zhou Ze a big problem of the century that was no less than "Your mother and I fell into the water at the same time, who do you save?": "Do you also think,
Am I too harsh on my dad?"
This is a dilemma. If you say yes, you will offend your wife. If you say no, you will offend your father-in-law.
Zhou Ze thought for a moment and said in a roundabout way: "Want to hear the truth?"
"It's useless." Aunt Yun's words were still echoing in Wang Yiyi's ears. She wanted to be "nice" to Zhou Ze. She closed her mouth and nodded, "Tell the truth."
"Let's talk about it when we get home." Zhou Ze would never be fooled, let alone be distracted while driving because of thinking about difficult problems.
"Oh", it's not much less than this moment and a half.
After parking the car, Zhou Ze suggested, "Would you like to take a walk downstairs?"
Wang Yi readily agreed. She just needed some cold air to calm down: "Okay, can you say it now?"
"Let me guess first." Zhou put his hand on his chin, supporting his other arm on his elbow, and looked at Wang Yiyi, "I was criticized by Aunt Yun."
Wang Yi reached out his hand from his pocket and hit him in the air, "How do you know?"
"What else?" Zhou Ze grabbed Wang Yiyi's hand before he could take it back and put it in his coat pocket, "You treat them like this every time, why did you suddenly wake up today?"
"So do you admit that I went too far towards my dad? Or towards those two people?" Wang Yiyi playfully scratched Zhou Ze's palm, thinking he could escape, but was clasped tightly by his mentally prepared fingers.
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"There is no such absolute right or wrong." Zhou Ze nodded and shook his head, "No matter what, between you, dad and those two people, it is a family matter, but in front of outsiders, it is best to leave it to dad.
To save face, to a large extent, your attitude also represents your mother."
"But every time I see them, my mind is filled with those things from back then." Everything has a but, but this "but" changed from Zhou Ze's criticism and education of Wang Yiyi to Wang Yiyi's self-righteousness, "
And Aunt Yun and the others are not outsiders, they".
"I know, Liu Heqi told me," Zhou Ze interrupted her with a strong desire for survival: "So I want to praise you first. You did a good job in dad's ward last time."
One code equals the other, "But you also have to think from Dad's perspective. It's the mother and daughter who live with him now. You see them once every few months, but it's Dad who's caught in the middle."
Wang Yi exploded like a firecracker in an instant. She used all her strength to break free from Zhou Ze's hand, and asked him with red eyes: "Didn't he think that this day would happen when he cheated? Yes."
In the eyes of you men, anyone who makes such a mistake can be easily forgiven? Or is this not something worth making a fuss about at all?
"No, I definitely didn't mean that." Zhou Ze was afraid that he would hurt her if he used any more force, so he let go of her, quickly held her shoulders down with quick eyes and hands, and looked directly into her eyes: "I never wanted you to forgive me.
Dad means, I don’t know what happened back then, so I don’t have the right to judge whether what you did was right or wrong, but I think as a person who experienced it, you can decide what kind of attitude you should have towards dad."
No matter what happened, Zhou Ze's tone and eyes were always calm and composed, with a magical power that made people feel at ease.
Wang Yiyi opened her eyes wide, but a tear still slipped from the corner of her eye and ran down her cheek. Wang Yiyi quickly wiped it away: "What if I said that I might never be able to forgive him?"
Zhou Ze blurted out, "Then I won't forgive you. Happy endings are rare."
When everyone told her with good intentions to let go of the burden of the past, there was only one person in the world who told her, "You can stick to what you insist on, and I am behind you. You can also choose to let go.
I'll accompany you."
This great sense of recognition and security is what Wang Yiyi has always dreamed of.
Behind Zhou Ze was a warm yellow street lamp, shining down from the top of his head. There was a hazy halo around him, hitting his face and all around him. It was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away.
Is the beauty in front of her a bubble that can burst at the touch of a touch, or a hero who can save her from the fire and water? Wang Yiyi neither dared to step forward to touch it, nor was he willing to retreat, so he kept walking back and forth in place.
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At this time, it was Zhou Ze who took a step forward and hugged Wang Yiyi in his arms.
Wang Yi pressed one side of his face against Zhou Ze's broad and warm chest, accompanied by the steady and powerful heartbeat inside.
Zhou Ze seemed to be more afraid that he would lose Wang Yiyi, holding her tightly.
As soon as Wang Yi closed her eyes, tears burst out of her eyes and rolled down the wet tears on her cheeks. She raised her arms and wrapped them around Zhou Ze's back. She held on to the clothes behind his back with both hands and said, "Get close."
They, forgive them, I can't convince myself to go home and face my mother."