Song Simin thought: I'm afraid Xiaoxue still doesn't know what happened in the morning. With her temperament, if she knew what Zheng Yan once knelt down to plead with her, it would be impossible for her not to mention a word in front of her.
As for why he didn't let Qiao Muxue know about it, Song Simin probably had an answer in his mind.
Xiaoxue is right, he is really trying very hard to win his approval. No matter how much he likes Xiaoxue or wants to marry Xiaoxue, he wants to ask her mother's consent before he dares to let go.
Doing all this.
This child always does things calmly and neatly, and doesn't make people worry at all.
Song Simin sighed quietly. Except that his mother and Xia Lingwei were born sisters and had almost identical faces, she seemed to be unable to find anything wrong with the child. This made her discouraged, but also
There was a faint sense of pity.
Seeing her daughter crying with a messy face, she hesitated again and again in her heart, and finally said reluctantly, "Xiaoxue, mom promises you that she will not arrange marriages for you casually in the future.
I won’t treat Zheng Yan harshly anymore, it’s just——”
Hearing the hint of concession in her mother's words, Qiao Muxue immediately burst into tears and smiled. She stretched out her hand and wiped the tears on her face carelessly. She opened her misty black eyes and asked expectantly,
"Just what?"
Song Simin thought about it carefully in her heart, and then asked softly, "You just said that the knot between Zhengyan and I needs time to resolve. Zhengyan and I both need time to adapt to each other.
My new identity, then, can you promise mom something?"
Qiao Muxue suddenly frowned when she saw her mother was hesitant to speak and said, "Mom, are you the one who insists that my brother and I must break up?"
Song Simin met her daughter's puzzled eyes, but she stared deeply at her young and pretty face, "Xiaoxue, remember, your mother once told you that before I wanted to marry your father, your grandmother once strongly
Have you ever objected to our marriage?"
Qiao Muxue was in a daze for a moment. It must have been when she was seven or eight years old. She once asked her grandmother very dissatisfied, "Grandma, why are you so bad? My father is so good, why don't you agree to my mother's marriage?"
he?"
But grandma said, "Little girl, what do you know? Poor parents in the world! Of course I do this because I want my daughter to live well!"
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When she was a child, she couldn't understand her grandmother's words. She only felt that her father was wronged in front of her grandmother. At this time, when she heard her mother mention it again, it seemed that she was in a different realm and had another worry?
She nodded gently, "Remember."
Song Simin's expression was also a little dazed, and her voice was light and fluttering, as if it was floating from a very far away place, like a dream, "Xiaoxue, do you know? Once, my mother also thought that she would be able to marry your father in this life.
The happiest thing about me is that I will never regret my original choice.
However, it was not until today that I realized what a hasty decision I had made! If I could have calmed down a little more; if I had gotten to know your father more carefully; if we could have been together longer; if I had
, I know that he has been hiding other women in his heart... Maybe, my marriage with your father will not come to this point..."
Song Simin's tears flowed down silently again, and the salty tears slipped into her mouth. Only she knew how painful and unbearable the bitter and astringent taste was!
Qiao Muxue quickly turned around, took out some tissue paper, and wiped it for her mother——
Song Simin suddenly grabbed her hand, "Xiaoxue, mom doesn't insist on you breaking up with Zheng Yan, but after all, Zheng Yan is more than ten years older than you. Do you really understand him completely? When you go to him
During that period of emotional blankness, didn't he have any other women in his heart?"
Song Simin looked deeply into her daughter's eyes as clear as a stream,
"Xiaoxue, there is indeed something wrong with mom, and she shouldn't be biased against Zheng Yan, but mom doesn't want you to be hurt in the future, you know? Give mom a little more time, and give you and Zheng Yan a chance to make a new choice, at least, in
During the period when your father and I are divorcing, please keep a certain distance from Zheng Yan, okay? If you can still stick to this original intention by then, then Mom also promises you, no matter whether the knot in my heart is resolved or not,
, I will let go and bless you and Zhengyan..."
Qiao Muxue was silent: both her parents were soldiers, and the divorce procedures in the army were quite cumbersome. It would take almost half a year at the fastest, and she didn't want her parents to divorce. But, would her relationship with her brother have to remain stuck?
Is it here?
Song Simin seemed to understand the hesitation in her daughter's eyes, and smiled sadly, "Silly boy, everything will pass in half a year - half a year at most..."
Qiao Muxue looked up in shock, "Mom..." But she clearly felt that her father still had feelings for her mother, so why did she have to go to the stage of divorce?
However, the direction of things was beyond her control.
One month later…
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Song Simin stared blankly at the home she once missed physically and mentally. The familiar plants and trees made her feel full of emotion in her heart:
The original dark vermilion door at the door was replaced by an iron-white intelligent digital stainless steel double door. The muddy yard was paved with a clean and tidy cement road, and a garden was left. Nothing valuable was planted in it.
The flowers and plants are all fresh vegetables from all seasons, some planted by her and some planted by others.
He loves to eat the food she cooks, so, except for the fact that he can't go to the kitchen due to work reasons and lets him eat in the canteen, when he comes home, she almost always uses fresh and ready-made vegetables to cook.
Seeing him eating with gusto always made her feel indescribable happiness in her heart.
But what is love? How can there be so much love in life? It doesn’t mean that if you love, you will be rewarded.
There were so many memories of the past days, and they passed by her eyes one after another. Like the row of holly trees in front of her, it was the year when she just moved to City A. Qiao Zhenshan specifically went to find the subordinates of the Propaganda Department to ask for them.
The saplings were shoveled from a piece of soil, and they were buried firmly in the soil. They also watched the guards watering, fertilizing, and killing insects every day...
He said, "Simin, when these holly trees grow up, one by one, tall and lush, we will hold Yingying and walk under the trees together. Will it look like we are back in the streets of G City again?"
The holly tree is a tree that can be seen everywhere in G City. It is evergreen all year round. Every summer and autumn, the white petals will fly to the ground with the wind, falling like white frost on the ground, which is cool and beautiful.
More than 10 years have passed, and this common tree that is suitable for growing in the south has finally grown into a strong and lush green tree in City A, a place that is cold all year round. It dances all year round, with sparse branches and leaves.
Dense and neatly shaped, the trees are a beautiful green landscape in the yard.
Yes, unknowingly, it has been more than 10 years since she came to this home. Too many things have changed. Even he and she, who she originally thought would never change, have become
Strange and alienated.
Withdrawing her gaze from lingering among the flowers, she did not hesitate for a second, raised her legs, and walked out of the house that had recorded her life for more than ten years...
I didn't notice that in the dark corner of the wall, there were two equally dishonest men facing each other tit for tat...
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Late at night, in a noisy bar, on a passionate stage, under colorful and bizarre lights...
The man raised his slender and powerful fingers and loosened the fastened collar. He breathed softly from his thin lips, but unexpectedly a strong and pungent perfume hit him.
His eyes darkened for a moment, like a deep pool.
He raised his eyes and glanced lightly at the woman in his arms: the woman who had already wrapped herself around his strong waist was startled, her whole body trembling slightly, and she was almost taken away by the charming glance just now, she exuded a sense of surname.
With a hint of desire, I narrowed my eyes and couldn't help but lick the curve of his jaw——
The woman's sticky lips and tongue seemed to wake him up overnight!!!
Jiang Yuhua suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched the woman's sharp chin tightly, with a mocking smile on his cool lips, "Do you like me?"
The woman's chin hurt when he pinched her. I don't know whether it was to appease him, or she was really attracted to such a handsome man like him. She nodded hurriedly, "I like it..."
After Jiang Yuhua heard this, he burst out laughing. After a while, the laughter stopped. The force on the woman's jaw suddenly became a little stronger. He stared at her heavily made-up face and scolded her contemptuously.
,
"Like it? Because I am a mature and promising man, so you like me? If I am five years younger than you, can't you like me? Do you women really care about a man's age that much?"
Jiang Yuhua's eyes were reddened by alcohol. Thinking of what Qiao Zhenshan said to him in the military compound, the circles under his eyes turned even more frighteningly red——
Smashing the face of the woman in front of him, Jiang Yuhua couldn't help but growl, "Song Simin, so what if I'm five years younger than you? In my heart, the fact that you've eaten more salt than me in the past five years doesn't matter at all.
It doesn’t make any sense! I’m taller than you, smarter than you, stronger than you, and know your best better than you... Why can’t you like me?”
Why can't you like me, why should you make me so sad, so sad that I can drink in the bar until midnight, my heart still aches, for you, for me, for the nearly forty years of good times we have missed?
Sister, I am already 41 this year, how many more years do you want me to wait for you? Tell me, do you have to wait until the day when thousands of sails are over and your years are gone?
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