38. The distance has never been shortened by 11,500 votes
The changes in Mrs. Xu are obvious. Although her relationship with me has not become harmonious, it can be seen that she is tolerant. Being tolerant and disgusting people are under the same roof. The unaccustomed life of forbearance slowly becomes a habit, and forbearance becomes a habit.
She settled the sadness into her heart and no longer showed it outside. I watched silently and did not influence her. This was already a great progress for her.
People are not born noble. If you walk on the clouds for too long, it will hurt when you fall down, but you have to endure the pain yourself. So if Mrs. Xu wants to get out of that spiral nest, she has to rely on herself.
In fact, in the final analysis, her changes were all for her son. After Xu Ziyang saw such changes in his mother, he never once asked me in private with joy what method he used to untie his mother's knot. I just pursed my lips and smiled.
But my smile ended when I returned home that night and found that the house was empty. I searched inside and outside several times, but couldn't find Mrs. Xu. I went to her room to check her clothes and suitcases, but they were all there.
.My call to Xu Ziyang failed to get through. No one answered. Either the call was muted, or the call was drunk until it was dark.
I told myself to be calm, maybe I just went out to do something and would be back soon. But when it got dark and the hour hand pointed to eight o'clock, no one was seen yet, and I couldn't sit still. An ominous feeling filled my body.
I dialed Xu Ziyang's number over and over again, and finally when it rang for the tenth time, the other end picked up.
"Hello? Qianqian?" Shachi's voice was accompanied by a light cough. His cough was still lingering due to the alcohol. I didn't care about anything else, so I kept the story short: "Come back quickly, your mother hasn't seen anyone since she left."
He came back quickly, sweating on his forehead when he entered, "What's going on?"
"When I came back from get off work, I saw no one at home, and all her things were still there..."
"Why didn't you call me?" He interrupted me hastily, with a sinister and anxious expression. I took a deep breath and didn't argue with him. I just said: "Look at your phone. How many times have I called you? Please reply.
If you can't find her at home, I'll call you."
He was startled, and then said, "Sorry, I was in a hurry." He turned around and was about to leave, but I followed him quickly. When we got downstairs, we agreed to look around separately and meet up at the bottom of the building ten minutes later. But
I checked every corner along the sidewalk, but there was no sign of Mrs. Xu. When I returned to the apartment downstairs, I found that Xu Ziyang hadn't come back yet, so I looked in his direction.
I turned a corner and saw him at the intersection. He was talking to someone on the phone. Soon he went to stop the car with a changed expression. I ran forward quickly. He glanced at me and sat down one after another.
When I got into the car, I was given the address of the two intersections ahead. When I got out of the taxi, I saw a large group of people gathered in the middle of the road, pointing and talking about something in the middle.
I was still confused at first, but when I saw Xu Ziyang's pale face, I suddenly realized it. I looked at the crowd in disbelief. It couldn't be... The heavy figure passed me and walked towards it step by step.
If you look carefully, you can see that the hands hanging on both sides are shaking slightly. Huge grief surges in his heart. What will he do if something happens to Mrs. Xu?
He pushed through the crowd almost arrogantly and walked to the front. Sure enough, it was a traffic accident. The car flipped over and there was a pool of blood behind the car. I couldn't see anyone there because they were blocked by the car. The traffic police stood there.
Order was maintained inside, and the onlookers could vaguely hear the words: "It's so tragic, the car ran directly over her." "I don't know if she can be saved. She looks like she is out of breath."
Xu Ziyang stared intently at the position behind the car. His feet were shaking, but he didn't dare to go over. I inserted my hands into his arms and supported him. When I saw the bloody figure lying on the ground clearly, he
Unable to bear it any longer, he pushed aside the crowd and rushed to the side, whereupon he vomited heartbreakingly.
I suppressed my discomfort and waited by the side until he could no longer vomit, then I stepped forward to pat his shoulder and back, but he took a step aside and avoided my hand. I froze in place, and he turned around
The eyes that looked at me were filled with darkness, and I read the meaning, "Do you blame me?" I asked directly.
He turned his head sideways, raised his hand to wipe his mouth, and walked away, feeling cold and distant like never before.
"Xu Ziyang, it's not her who's lying there, why do you blame me?"
He turned around suddenly, with a cold light shining in his eyes, "Do you hope it's her lying there? If you hadn't proposed to open your heart and go out, she would have gone out alone? You know what? I would rather she be as free as before.
Just stay closed and take tranquillizers every day, and don’t be so anxious and frightened like now that you can’t find her!”
After saying that, he turned around and left. After walking a few steps, his cell phone rang loudly. He picked it up and rushed to the intersection within two seconds. Without even looking at me, he got into a taxi parked on the roadside to watch the excitement.
By the time I came to my senses, the taxi had already sped away. I was stunned for a moment, then got into another one and asked the driver to keep up with the car in front of me.
The car drove for a long time without seeing its destination. It slowly drove from the city into the suburbs. When the car stopped, I finally knew where the destination was - the detention center.
When I got out of the car, I happened to see Xu Ziyang running towards the detention center. A man's figure came up to him in the darkness. After careful identification, I realized that it was Cheng Lei who I hadn't seen for a long time. He pointed in a direction, and Xu Ziyang went there.
As I ran away, I hesitated and wanted to follow him, when I met Cheng Lei looking towards me.
The street lights in front of the detention center were bright, so he was stunned for a moment before walking over and said, "Miss Yu, long time no see."
I had no choice but to stop where I was and greet him: "Long time no see." But my eyes were still drifting over there, and I could vaguely see two figures there. Needless to say, the taller one must be Xu Ziyang. Cheng Lei explained: "Zi Yang hit
I called, I had an experience of Mrs. Xu standing alone outside the door of the detention center before. When I got here and saw that she was indeed here, I informed him to come over."
We stood there for a long time before we saw Xu Ziyang walking towards his mother. Judging from Mrs. Xu's trembling body and red and swollen eyes, she must have just cried. They walked past me without even giving me the peripheral vision.
One, I turned my head to look at the figure that was closely attached to each other, gradually getting further and further away from me.
It turns out that the distance between me and them has never been shortened.
Cheng Lei drove over, but he didn't leave me there. When I got in the car, I looked around and sat in the front seat. There was silence in the car, but I could clearly hear the heavy breathing of the two people in the back seat, all the way to my apartment.
Downstairs, when I went upstairs alone, I heard Xu Ziyang talking to Cheng Lei behind me.
After entering the door, he opened the door gently, walked directly into the bedroom, and lay down.
After a while, there was a soft sound from outside, it was them coming in. Then there was the sound of footsteps, until the door of the guest room next to it was closed, and the room fell into a suffocating silence. My stomach ached again, it was due to excessive nerves.
I was nervous, and I didn't even eat a few bites of dinner. I curled up together and put the quilt over my head.
I don’t know how long it took, but I felt someone tugging on my quilt. I thought it was a dream, so I grabbed it hard and started a tug-of-war with that person, but in the end, I lost the opponent’s strength and the quilt was lifted. I squinted my eyes in the darkness, and saw a dark figure in front of me.
I couldn't see my face clearly from the top of my head. I turned over, turned my back, and closed my eyes.
But he didn't let me go. He pulled me up from the bed and breathed into my ear: "I made porridge and ate before going to bed." I opened my eyes slightly and moved to the bedside table.
There was a bowl of white porridge with chopped green onion sprinkled on it. I kept silent, gently pulled away from him, sat up straight, picked up the porridge and started drinking it. Salt was added to it, so it was not unpalatable, but it tasted a bit mushy.
Soon the bowl of porridge was bottomed out, and my throbbing stomach felt much better. I fell back on the bed. But I didn't hear his footsteps leaving. He sat on the edge of the bed. It took a while before I heard him say: "Qianqian,
Sorry, I was in a hurry just now, so..."
So what? There was a sarcastic curve at the corner of my lips, and it was hard for even him to explain himself. People say that poor and humble couples are always sad. He is not poor, and he and I are not married, but the deep sadness is still rolling in.
Come. This incident is not accidental, but inevitable. Even if her mother had not had this incident, she would have suffered this disaster sooner or later.
Basically, they have different ideas. I think he is right, but he may not hold the same opinion. Take his mother as an example, he thinks that as long as she can live peacefully, even if she is given tranquilizers, it is not a big deal, or this
It is the commandment for their mother and son to get along; but I tried to break this commandment arrogantly, so once something happened, all the conflicts and conflicts focused on me.
I buried my face in the quilt and whispered: "Xu Ziyang, I'm very tired and want to sleep." It's really tiring. People are tired and their hearts are tired. Who can't get rewards after working hard?
Don’t you feel tired when you get resentment in return?
There was a heavy weight behind me, and an arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me into his arms. He held me tightly and his voice was hoarse with suppressed force: "Qianqian, don't be like this. I was scared at the time.
, I thought it was my mother who was involved in the car accident. You don’t know how scared I was at the time. Even if I later found her at the door of the detention center, I felt terrified and uneasy. This was not the first time. She sat there for the whole time last time.
One day, my father went in and she hasn't even looked at him once.
I can't imagine how anxious and exhausted she was. Just now she just cried and said she wanted to be closer to her father. It sounded very sad to me, but I couldn't have emotions and could only comfort her. When I walked out of the room, I just said
I thought of you, wanted to tell you how I felt, and wanted to apologize to you for my attitude, but I found you curled up on the bed, rubbing your belly with your hands. I knew you must have had gastritis. I quickly went to make porridge.
I came in to see you several times and you fell asleep. I don’t know how worried I was.
Do you know what I'm most afraid of? What I'm most afraid of is that you are filled with the coldness of rejection. Originally, I didn't want to tell you my emotions. But if I don't tell you, you will push me out of your heart.
It's hard for me to stand by your side again, you can't sentence me to death because of my one mistake again."
I had known that he was eloquent, but he still couldn't control his cold heart, which was gradually softening. He was talking in my ears about the embarrassment and difficulties of these days, just like he was sleeping next to me after my appendicitis operation.
Like the bed, there is no smoke and only a small amount of peace left.
