Liu Changqing watched the taxi drive away from his sight and did not move for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, he chuckled as if mocking himself and walked towards home.
The current self...is not qualified to talk about love.
One step after another.
Liu Changqing was actually not very drunk.
This body's alcohol capacity is quite good. The reason why he pretended to be dizzy and said that to An Yuanyao was just to use the strength of alcohol to make it clear to the other party.
He didn't dare to think about what he meant to An Yuanyao. Instead of letting the relationship between the two develop inexplicably, it would be better to cut the mess quickly.
At present, Liu Changqing just wants to raise his two children well, instead of thinking about these things.
He made it clear that he was afraid that if he continued like this, he would fall sooner or later.
Liu Changqing is not an idiot.
He clearly knew what it meant that An Yuanyao was getting closer to him every time.
If it's just because I care about her recently that I get close to her like this.
Does that mean she would be the same if she were another person?
Liu Changqing's mind was in a mess.
He shook his head gently, trying to get these messy things out of his mind.
Standing at the door of his house, he raised his hands and slapped his cheeks.
Taking a long breath, Liu Changqing hid the expression on his face, held the doorknob, and opened the door.
"I'm back."
"Dad...have you been drinking?"
Liu Zhiyue twisted his legs and walked towards Liu Changqing step by step.
After changing into slippers, Liu Changqing pushed away his son who was trying to support him, with a smile on his face.
"I haven't fainted yet. Why should I help you? Where is Xia Zhi?"
"Coming into the house...do you want to drink a glass of water first?"
"Pour me a drink..."
After his son's words reached his ears, Liu Changqing felt that his mouth was extremely dry.
After receiving the answer, Liu Zhiyue poured a glass of water and put it on the coffee table.
Liu Changqing sat on the sofa and patted his bloated belly.
He burped and then asked.
"The last day of exam is tomorrow?"
"Well, there are still two subjects left to finish."
"Okay, after a few days of recuperation, your feet should be almost healed. We, father and son, haven't been running to lose weight recently..."
"I do sit-ups every day before going to bed."
Liu Changqing was a little surprised by his son's answer.
Since his son's foot injury, Liu Changqing has not exercised for a few days.
Unexpectedly, this kid does sit-ups by himself in the house every day.
Looking closely, after half a month of losing weight, my son seems to have really lost weight.
Although it's not very obvious.
"Not bad, not bad. This is a rare and valuable spirit. We must continue to maintain it!"
"Well, it's necessary."
Liu Zhiyue nodded his head and answered.
Then there was nothing to say.
Liu Zhiyue could feel that something was not right with his father today.
It's been a long time since I've seen him look worried.
The father and son fell silent.
In silence, Liu Changqing leaned his head on the sofa and looked at the light above his head.
Somewhat dazzling.
Then, he reached out and patted his son sitting beside him.
Said softly.
"Go back to your room and review. I'll take a rest in the living room."
"..."
"I understand...don't forget to drink the water."
"good……"
Liu Zhiyue did not choose to continue disturbing him, but carried the tea bottle not far from Liu Changqing's feet, and then returned to his room.
Silently watching his son return to his room after doing this, Liu Changqing's expression that he had just maintained suddenly collapsed.
After groping in his pocket for a long time, he took out the cigarette case, opened it, took one out and put it in his mouth.
ignite.
He sat up straight on the sofa, reached out and took the ashtray on the coffee table closer to him.
"call……"
Smoke comes out of the mouth.
It also seems to relieve the depression in my heart.
In the taxi, An Yuanyao seemed to have lost her soul.
Her face turned pale, and she seemed to have no strength left in her body. She slumped down on the seat without any movement.
The driver glanced at An Yuanyao behind him through the rearview mirror.
Although he didn't know what happened, he knew very well that the two people just now were not a couple.
The relationship is a bit messy...
Smacking his lips slightly, he chose to drive with peace of mind.
When you reach your destination, the car stops and the handbrake is applied.
The driver rummaged through his pocket for change.
While he was looking for change, the soulless An Yuanyao had already opened the car door and got out of the car.
Walk straight towards home.
The driver silently counted the change and turned his head to look at the back seat of the car.
People are missing.
He quickly raised his head and looked out the window, only to find that An Yuanyao's figure had already walked away.
He quickly opened the car door and shouted to An Yuanyao's figure.
"Miss, your change!"
"..."
There was no response, as if he hadn't heard anything at all.
The driver was scratching his head with the remaining change in his hand, watching An Yuanyao's back disappear from his sight.
An Yuanyao returned home in despair, lowered her head, changed into slippers, and turned on all the lights.
The room was instantly illuminated.
"Mrs. An..."
Mouthing in his mouth.
Liu Changqing's face seemed to flash through his mind. The other person was not angry, he just smiled at what he said.
Unconsciously, the steps stopped.
An Yuanyao raised her head slightly and looked at the photo hanging on the wall.
In the photo, she is holding an expressionless Li Chongming.
How did I feel at that time...
An Yuanyao stood thinking in her mind.
A pair of eyes looked at herself in the photo, wearing a white wedding dress and smiling brightly.
The smile at that time looked particularly dazzling now.
An Yuanyao in the photo is young, beautiful, and has a stylish figure. Her face is full of longing for the future.
In my mind, I seemed to recall Liu Changqing's understatement when he met him in the coffee shop, and what he said in an understatement to persuade him to let go.
The figure who brought him back drunkenly, and the figure who boiled water to soak his feet after being frozen outside all night.
I helped myself dry my wet clothes and asked myself if I was hungry...
He took the ramen that he had not finished and put it into his bowl...
I was holding the rolled roast duck in my hand, and when I handed it to him...
The way he opened his mouth and bit into the roast duck...
During those days... Li Chongming seemed to be no longer in his life, but was replaced by another person.
Liu Changqing...
"Liu Changqing..."
An Yuanyao read out the name she was thinking of, and her eyes became brighter and brighter from the dimness at the beginning.
Thinking of something, his eyes shifted to his feet.
The pink pair has two embroidered flowers, which seems to be the style that the old lady likes.
Although ugly, they are a pair of slippers that are very comfortable and reassuring to wear.
I didn't know why I laughed out loud.
"It's so ugly..."
An Yuanyao unknowingly touched an ashtray placed on the coffee table and held it in her hand.
Wait a moment.
Then he threw it hard at the photo hanging on the wall.
With a "bang" sound, the ashtray hit the photo, causing the glass on the photo's surface to shatter.
He walked forward quickly, raised his hands on tiptoes, grabbed the frame of the photo, pushed it upwards with both hands, and removed the photo.
Withdrawing her arm, An Yuanyao looked at the photo of Biao Zeng whose glass had some cracks.
It seems that Li Chongming's expressionless face can still be seen through the cracks.
"You're right, it should have ended long ago..."
After muttering to herself, An Yuanyao's eyes became firm.
Using all his strength, he smashed towards the wall...
The room became a mess.
All the previous group photos in the house were destroyed and piled up in the corner.
The whole house was in chaos, as if a thief had entered.
In the bathroom.
An Yuanyao stood in front of the toilet and looked at the ring on her palm.
This is the wedding ring she took off before going out this morning.
Perhaps she should have discovered long ago that this marriage itself was a failure, but she did not dare to think about living in a dream.
Living in that sweet dream that I often had when I was a girl.
It should have ended earlier...
An Yuanyao looked at the ring and clenched it tightly with her palms.
Then slowly release it.
With his palm facing down, the ring fell accurately into the toilet.
Pressed flush.
A decision was made in my heart.
Turning her head, she walked out of the bathroom, came to the coffee table and picked up her mobile phone. An Yuanyao pressed the number she had not dialed for a long time.
Put it to your ear.
His face was full of determination.
It took a long time before the call was connected.