Guessing will never give you an answer and will only bring panic and anxiety.
Fortunately, my daughter is by my side, so that I don't have to worry about the whole day, and can shift my thoughts to her as much as possible. Since I have Su Mu Nian's permission to walk out of the villa, I naturally will not waste such an opportunity.
I walked slowly along the beach, the sea breeze blowing on my body was particularly refreshing. My daughter was taking a nap, and Li Xiaoli was at home with her, so I didn’t have to worry too much. The bodyguard was following behind me, five or six steps away, so I wouldn’t be forced.
It's very close, I guess it must have been ordered by Su Mu Nian.
I gazed at the rocks in the distance, calm and peaceful, unchanged forever. It's a coincidence that the city Su Mu Nian brought me to was actually the place where Xu Ziyang hid me after the overpass incident, and this seaside also
It is the place where we have the most tender memories. It’s just that the villa is far away from the beach, so far that you can barely see the beach and the faint footprints.
In my distant memory, there is a tender scene of Xu Ziyang carrying me step by step. We were very close. At that time, I didn’t know what kind of situation I was in, but I also had the most innocent love for him. But I will keep that memory
, named Love in Conspiracy, and we are the transformed love.
How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? This sentence means that the beauty of the rainbow is that it can withstand wind and rain. Looking up at the coastline and the endless sea, I carry my pious hope.
This place itself is not a scenic beach, so even if I have the opportunity to leave the villa and not meet a single outsider or tourist, my life can still only be waited. A month passed, Su Mu came, but it was night.
Wei Wei was a little surprised. He smelled of alcohol all over his body, and it was very strong. Although there was no hint of drunkenness in his eyebrows, his eyes were dull, which was caused by drinking too much. He appointed me to make the tea this time, and I have no objection. Here
After staying for a long time, I had nothing else to do, so I naturally learned to make tea, grow flowers, read books and so on.
He didn't speak, and I didn't say a word either. Silence was never abrupt between us. He and I were neither relatives nor friends, and we had no emotional entanglement. If it hadn't been for Su Min's incident, he would have been just a stranger to me. In the teapot
After the water dries up, I add it again. After a few times, I can't help but wonder, this person can drink so much tea without needing to go to the bathroom?
Just when I saw that it was getting late and was about to find an excuse not to accompany me, he spoke up.
"Yu Qian, let me tell you a story."
I raised my eyebrows and sat down calmly, sighing secretly that I couldn't go to bed with my daughter earlier.
The story is not too long. This deep man did not narrate it in a long way, but simply summarized the content. I roughly understood that it is the love complex developed by an adult man. The male protagonist in the story goes from caring to his unrelated little niece to
Protecting her, and then fulfilling her happiness, it sounds like a great feeling, and it engraved a man's forbearance from beginning to end.
Seeing my silence, he couldn't help but ask: "What do you think?"
I shrugged, "No idea. It's a very... obscure story." I chose the word "obscure" to summarize his content, but it was obvious that he was not satisfied with my answer. There was annoyance in his eyes as he stared at me and ordered.
: "Speak, tell me what you are thinking!"
This time I showed a sarcastic smile without hesitation, held my chin and stared into his eyes: "Su Mu Nian, you want to know what I'm thinking? Then let me tell you, I feel disgusting! This is an attempted rape.
It’s a story, but you actually have the nerve to expose such dirty feelings!”
"You!" He was so angry that he was trembling and pointed his finger at my nose, but I pushed his hand away nonchalantly and said slowly: "Did I say something wrong? Su Min is your niece. No matter whether we are related by blood or not, nothing can change it.
The fact that she calls you uncle has deeply rooted in her heart that she regards you as a relative, but what about you? Behind her back, you use what you consider to be a noble affection to lust after her!"
"I didn't, you're talking nonsense!"
"Am I talking nonsense? Do you dare to swear that you never thought about getting her? Do you dare to swear that you married your ex-wife and had children, and you have let go of her in your heart? Do you dare to swear that after marrying Xu Qianrou, you will not let go of that forbidden relationship?
Already buried? You didn't. You walked beside her with a high profile, forcing others to do it in the name of fulfilling her wishes, and on her wedding day, you came to me drunk and told this story.
Su Mu Nian, I used to be afraid of you, but I still admired you. I felt that you had enough wealth and ability, and that you were someone who could shoulder the responsibility and be able to withstand the situation. Now, I despise you. Let me remind you.
In a sentence, your wife’s surname is Xu, and her name is Xu Qianrou! No matter why she married you, she is now your wife. Please don’t express your great love to me as a married woman in the future.
Sentiment, I'm afraid of insulting my ears."
No longer interested in listening, I patted the table with my palms and got up and walked to the second floor. The fragrance of my daughter's milk was better, a hundred times better than the turbid smell of alcohol. I don't know when Su Mu Nian left. I woke up the next day.
When I came downstairs, he was no longer there, and I didn't ask them to tell me anything. I just pretended that he had never been here.
In fact, after I returned to the room last night, I was also worried, wondering if the words I used to curse him would annoy him and create some kind of butterfly effect. I don’t blame me for being excited at the time, but I looked at him with a sad expression and said
Su Min and Zijie got married during the day today. While listening to those tangled emotions, I felt angry in my heart.
We were forced to a point of no return by you, but you still look like a sad and pitiful person. Do you want my sympathy or advice? Go to hell! No wonder Su Mu Nian looked at Su Min with a different kind of affection in his expression. It turns out that
The origins are here, they are not related by blood, and it seems that Su Min is more dependent on him than his father, which leads to his twisted emotions.
But regardless of whether they are related by blood or not, they are both uncle and niece. I can’t imagine what it would be like to watch a baby being born and then have your feelings for the baby deteriorate. In short, in my mind
Just can't agree with it.
The saddest thing is Su Min. Her life is completely controlled by others. Now she has entered into the marriage of her dreams, but it is false. One day, she will bear the bitter consequences of love one by one, and then she will be in extreme pain. More importantly,
Yes, Zijie also lost his life in this catastrophe. I just hope that when that day comes, they can still breathe and not forget their true heart and love.
The weather was calm, but there was a kind of calm before the storm, and the cramped space was depressing. It was half a month after Su Mu Nian came back, and his expression was gloomy. My heart sank, fearing that the information he confided was related to them, and not necessarily related to them.
Good thing.
But his first sentence was: "Tell me, what do you women think?"
I don't know what he means, it's so senseless.
"Xu Qianrou quarreled with me at home, threatening that Xiao Min and her brother would not last long, and also declared war on me. She only has that painter in her heart for the rest of her life!"
"How do you know there is a painter?" I regretted it after asking. I was asking for it. But I wasn't surprised at all when I saw Su Mu Nian's expression, but there was a hint of anger in his eyes. He snorted coldly.
He said: "For the woman who is going to marry me, can I not find out her past?"
I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Yes, that kind of political marriage and the identities of both parties were like that. It was indeed my fault that I asked more. But what I was even more angry about was that they had a quarrel as a couple. What did I have to do with it? What do I have to do with it?
It's not like he's a relationship counselor, so he came here to ask me what I was doing?
But his next sentence was: "I have known her for ten years, and I know everything about her."
I was surprised, ten years? Didn't they meet during a political marriage? I couldn't help but look at his features carefully, but he was too reserved, and there was no way to detect anything from his face. He raised a smile, and his voice was neither high nor low.
: "What we women think depends on what you men do. How can a husband who is not at home ask his wife to love and respect him? What kind of logic is this?"
Su Mu Nian showed a thoughtful and confused look, which rarely appears on his face. From the time we met him to this day, this person's posture in front of me has always been so deep. It was also the last time he drank too much and came here to hurt the spring and autumn.
One of them was bombarded by me. Half a month later, he came here again, so don’t blame me for attacking him with words.
What's more, I didn't say a single word to insult him.
He stared at me for half a minute, and then suddenly said something that made me laugh and laugh: "What is love?" Is it because men have low IQs in love that they ask such "profound" questions?
I turned my gaze to look out the window and didn't say anything for a long time. He was actually waiting nearby, as if he insisted on waiting for an answer from me. Finally, I had to say: "Everyone has a different definition of love. Some people say that love is tolerance, isn't it?"
Indulgence, love is caring and not pampering, love is mutual integration and not unrequited love, love is all kinds of flavors but not all sweetness." Turning to look at him, her eyes fell on the lines at the corners of his eyes: "Look around and see which one suits you.
, that’s what it is.”
The first three mentioned just now are my hints of persuasion, and I hope he can understand them. As for my love, apart from the fact that it is not always sweet, I also define it as - mutual perseverance.
Su Mu Nian was thoughtful, then smiled, and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something, turned around and said to me: Yu Qian, I will prove to you that what you said is wrong.
Then, he left, his back bones straight and strong, as cold and hard as his own.
I lost my smile, feeling vaguely that he had hidden something from me, and that matter must be related to Xu Ziyang. His confident and firm tone before leaving was a declaration of war on me to some extent, and he also swore that he would one day
My declaration of love was thrown right in my face.
At this moment, I was extremely sure that I had angered him. As for which words touched his point of pain, there was no way of knowing, but he was really angry, so when he finally left, he spoke in a cold tone to fight back at me.
I spent the next few days feeling uneasy, but Su Mu Nian was as silent as sinking into the sea. After half a month, and another half month later, I didn't see him again. I thought maybe he was just angry at that time.
Then he said harsh words to calm me down a little, but then he suddenly came again, with an inexplicable and weird smile on his lips, which made me feel frightened.
I finally understood that this person had not done any real harm to me, but was destroying my fragile nerves bit by bit like Ling Chi.
