Liang Jian once asked himself this question, and he is asking himself again today.
It's a pity that he couldn't answer. He couldn't answer before, he can't answer now, and I'm afraid he won't be able to answer in the future.
The next day at six o'clock in the morning, Liang Jian set off from the hotel. He didn't sleep all night again. Xiao Wu followed Liang Jian for the past two days, no matter how well he rested, he was still very sleepy, but he was very good and wolfed down everything before driving.
After eating four big meat buns and drinking half a cup of strong tea, after more than ten minutes, I looked much more energetic. But Liang Jian was not that strong.
Liang Jian, who hadn't slept all night, even lost his appetite. For breakfast, Xiaowu bought Liang Jian a meat bun and a vegetable bun, but Liang Jian didn't finish even one. He looked very haggard, and he didn't even look like he was thirty.
A seven-year-old person, on the contrary, looks like a forty-seven-year-old. Under his eyes, there are dark bags under his eyes, which are large and heavy. His brows are slightly wrinkled. His hair was not taken care of properly in the morning due to lack of energy, and his shirt was not ironed.
Wearing trousers, he looked as decadent as a loser who lost everything overnight.
Liang Jian leaned in the car, closed his eyes, and wanted to sleep for a while, at least so that he would not look so haggard, but he couldn't fall asleep. Those things were turning over and over in his mind, family and work, Xiang Jin and Hu Xiaoying, which disturbed his mind.
Rendu is hurting.
Especially Xiang Jin's words.
What should he say? Admit it was a mistake?
Liang Jian didn't want to admit it, but what could he do? Facts seemed to have proven that this was a mistake.
Liang Jian laughed silently.
When the car arrived at Changbai Villa, the sun had already climbed very high. Nishang was sitting on the steps at the door, playing with her stuffed toy with some frustration. Liang Jian saw that little body in the sun from a distance.
, seems particularly lonely, which makes people feel distressed.
"Baby." Liang Jian called her. Nishang looked up blankly, and was pleasantly surprised when she saw Liang Jian. She yelled for her father and got up and ran over to Liang Jian.
The people inside the door heard the noise and came out, except the aunt.
Liang Jian picked up Ni Shang and kissed her cheek. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard Ni Shang ask with a pitiful expression: "Dad, can we not separate from mom?"
Liang Jian was shocked. He looked at Nishang and was speechless for a moment. After a while, he reluctantly asked Nishang calmly: "Who said we are going to be separated from our mother?"
Nishang replied: "Grandma Zhou said it."
Grandma Zhou is Aunt Zhou. Liang Jian glanced at Aunt Zhou who was standing at the door without moving, and then smiled and comforted Nishang: "Mom just went to the United States to see a doctor. When the disease is cured, she will come back to see us. Or, wait for Dad
Let’s go see mom when we have time, okay?”
"Really?" Nishang asked. That nervous look made Liang Jian particularly distressed. Liang Jian nodded: "Really."
"Dad, we must do what we say, don't lie to Nishang!" Nishang had already started to laugh.
Liang Jian also smiled and nodded, but somewhere in his heart, he felt particularly painful.
When he arrived at the door, Aunt Zhou, who usually greeted him, turned around and went in today. Liang Jian didn't think much, he just thought he might have heard some news from Xiang Jin. Aunt Zhou had been serving the Xiang family for many years.
Xiang Jin is just like her own child, and Liang Jian can still understand the same hatred and hatred.
Xiang Jin was not on the first floor, so Liang Jian asked Nishang, who told him that Xiang Jin was packing his luggage on the second floor. Just as he was about to go up to find him, Aunt Zhou suddenly stopped him: "Lao Xiang asked you to go to the study to find him."
Aunt Zhou was standing not far away, with a look of disgust and disdain on her face for the first time today.
Liang Jian could only pretend not to see it. After arranging the neon clothes, he turned around and went to the study. In the study, Minister Xiang stood by the desk and was reading a set of calligraphy. The calligraphy was in cursive script. Liang Jian could recognize the font, but could not read all the words.
words.
"Dad." Liang Jian called.
Minister Xiang raised his head and glanced at him, hummed a hum from his nose, and then lowered his head to read the words. Liang Jian stood there, neither sitting nor sitting; neither speaking nor not speaking.
This awkwardness lasted for seven or eight minutes. Minister Xiang finally looked away from the words, put the scroll aside, then looked at Liang Jian and said, "I don't care about the matter between you and Xiang Jin.
It’s time to intervene. But as an elder, I still have to say what needs to be said.”
"Dad, tell me." Liang Jian lowered his head slightly.
Liang Jian's guilt for Xiang Jin will more or less be passed on to his father-in-law. What's more, although this father-in-law looked down on him at first, in the years since Liang Jian and Xiang Jin got married, he has also changed his mind.
He has never done anything, but on the contrary, he has helped him more or less. For this alone, Liang Jian should also thank him. Now that he and Xiang Jin have reached this point, the father-in-law feels uncomfortable. Most parents in the world do not
Will want their children to get divorced.
Liang Jian didn't dare to face his gaze.
Minister Xiang's words were not as harsh as Liang Jian imagined: "You young people nowadays really can't understand. I can't understand you, and I can't understand my own daughter. I dare not say that Xiang Jin is right.
I dare not say that you are all wrong. What happened to Zhou Mingwei is always the fault of our Xiang family. Xiang Jin was wrong, and I was also wrong. I am here to apologize to you. But, the matter is over.
At this point, Xiang Jin has made up his mind. As a father, I will still favor my daughter. I hope you don't blame me for this."
"Dad, I can understand." Liang Jian continued.
Minister Xiang looked at him blankly, and after a few seconds, he suddenly sighed: "It's just a pity for the two children. Tang Li will definitely not suffer hardship if she follows us, and Nishang will not suffer hardship if she follows you. I believe you will not let her suffer either."
However, I have a request."
"You said." Liang Jian said.
Minister Xiang said: "You must spend one day every week with her. She no longer has her mother by her side, so you, as a father, have to be even more attentive. When Xiang Jin was young, I didn't realize it, and I didn't fulfill my responsibility.
, so I don’t want Nishang to be like Xiang Jin, and you to be like me.”
"Dad, I promise you." Liang Jian lowered his head and replied.
Minister Xiang looked at him and fell silent. His eyes flashed with a luster that Liang Jian couldn't understand, and he didn't speak for a while. Liang Jian stood there, with the complex emotions surging in his heart, almost overwhelming him.
Devoured.
Suddenly, Minister Xiang said: "Actually, I didn't like you at the beginning. Looking at you now, although you are still a bit of a bastard, you are not bad at all."
Liang Jian raised his head in surprise and looked at Minister Xiang. Just as he was about to speak, Minister Xiang suddenly raised his hand and said, "Xiang Jin is upstairs. If you have anything else to say, please say it as soon as possible."
Liang Jian swallowed the words that came to his lips, hummed, thought about it, bowed to Minister Xiang again, and then turned around and went out.
When Liang Jian opened the door, he seemed to hear Minister Xiang sighing in the room.
Liang Jian paused for a moment, and a lot of sadness flashed across his face, which he couldn't get rid of.
Upstairs, Xiang Jin was sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, and Tang Li was sleeping soundly on the bed.
Liang Jian stood at the door, looking at Xiang Jin's back sitting behind the slightly light curtains, and felt a pain in his chest.
He loves her.
When I first met her, those scenes suddenly came to mind. Each scene was so vivid that I couldn't let it go.
Suddenly, his eyes were a little sore. Liang Jian turned his head and wiped the corners of his eyes gently. When he turned back, Xiang Jin had already stood up and turned around. Their eyes met. Xiang Jin hurriedly turned to wipe the tears remaining on his face.
.
"When did you arrive?" Xiang Jin asked.
Liang Jian stood at the door and replied awkwardly: "Just arrived." After saying that, he thought about it and added: "About a quarter of an hour."
As he spoke, he glanced at the large suitcase placed in the corner, which was already filled with clothes. His heart suddenly twitched, and Liang Jian took a breath of air from the pain.
"What's wrong with you?" Xiang Jin saw his twisted expression and trembling body. Liang Jian forced out an ugly smile and said, "It's okay."
Xiang Jin stopped walking forward again.
Liang Jian suddenly regretted it. She regretted why she wanted to do this. But she had already stopped.
"What time is the flight tomorrow?" Liang Jian tried to make his heart feel less uncomfortable and make this moment less embarrassing, but the words came out so bitter that it hurt to the roots of his teeth.
Xiang Jin looked at him, suddenly smiled, and replied, "Is it important?"
Liang Jian fell silent.
After a while, Liang Jian asked her: "Do you want Nishang to stay here for another night? I can pick her up tomorrow morning."
"What about you?" Xiang Jin asked immediately. But when she finished speaking, she turned her head and said, "Then you can pick her up tomorrow morning, but a little earlier."
"Okay." Liang Jian replied.
The two of them were speechless. They obviously had something to say, but no one knew how to start it. Liang Jian stood at the door for a few minutes. He really couldn't bear the torture caused by this wordless silence, so he went to find someone.
I made an excuse to go downstairs.
While playing with Nishang downstairs, Aunt Zhou would stare at him with a kind of hatred when she passed by from time to time, which made her feel particularly uncomfortable.
When it was almost eleven o'clock, Aunt Zhou suddenly spoke to him: "Do you want to eat here at noon?"
Before Liang Jian could say anything, she immediately followed, "I didn't know you were coming this morning, so I didn't prepare your portion of food!"
"No, I have something to do later and I'm leaving soon." Liang Jian said hurriedly. Aunt Zhou looked at him coldly. Nishang suddenly became anxious and said: "Dad, are we leaving soon? I
I still want to stay with mom for a while."
Liang Jian tried his best to smile at her: "Nishang, dad will have something to do later. You stay here with mom. Dad will pick you up tomorrow morning, okay?"
Nishang opened her big eyes, blinked twice, and suddenly said sadly: "Then Dad, you must come to pick me up."
Liang Jian's heart ached.
Apart from nodding and hugging, he didn't know what else he could do.
When leaving Xiang's house, Nishang stood at the door, being pulled by Aunt Zhou to prevent her from following him out. Hearing her calling for daddy from behind, Liang Jian didn't dare to look back. He was afraid that he would be unable to help himself if he turned around.
.
As the ancients said, a man will not shed tears lightly.
But there was also a song: It’s not a sin for a man to cry!
Liang Jian just wanted to cry, cry hard and hard.
Sitting in the car, tears rolled silently from the corners of my eyes, so hot, yet so cold.
Life is a struggle.
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