Feelings are just pediatrics

They were together in a flash, but now they separated quietly. It was not until she asked her granddaughter why she hadn't seen Hongyu for so long that her mother knew that Hongyu had been "not at home" for two weeks.

Extremely shocked, not enough to describe the feelings of the family.

In the panic of patience, the empress mother called Hongyu, but was refused to answer, and then received a message, Hongyu said: "I'm sorry, auntie, I think it's better for you to talk to Xinyu."

Even the address was changed, and the empress mother's heart sank.

Trying my best to endure the worries in my patience, I waited patiently until Xin Yu got off work. At this time, it was already past dinner time, and Xiao Jiahui was listlessly lying on the desk doing homework. When she saw her coming in, he called Mummy feebly, and continued to lower his head and write that she was not there For the science homework, she did it more slowly without her mother explaining further in a gentle voice in the past two weeks.

Mother did not gently ask Xin Yu if she had eaten, but told her to come to the study in a cold tone.

After a while, Mommy walked out of the study with red eyes.

Grandma's face was livid, and she hurriedly followed behind her. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but when she met the child's curious eyes, she immediately showed hesitation. In the end, she just opened her mouth and said nothing.

Jiahui turned her head and watched in a daze as Mummy packed her schoolbag, and then she was pulled away by Mummy's hand.

After putting on his shoes indiscriminately, the cute little face that resembled Hongyu turned to look at grandpa and grandma in a daze, and waved his little hand politely to say goodbye to everyone before being dragged away.

Tears welled up in her eyes because of the distress, and the empress mother sighed in sadness.

Sijing has been unable to contact Hongyu for several days, and she came to the door with dinner worriedly, but she still couldn't find anyone.

After making several calls but no one answered, Sijing stood in front of the house gate and thought for a while, and finally dialed the mobile phone that Xiao Jiahui had prepared for her in case of emergencies. She told her that her mother was not at home on a business trip recently.

On business trip?

Hongyu's work does not require long-term business trips, Sijing's heart sank, and she called the well-informed richest lady and asked her to help find someone.

According to the news sent by Yun Jie, she found the hotel where Hong Yu was temporarily staying. When Hong Yu came to open the door, seeing her haggard face, Si Jing intuitively knew that this time was not a cold war, but a real separation.

Because Hongyu's eyes are no longer the anger during the Cold War, but the desolation after losing.

"Go to my house." Sijing whispered, in order to prevent Hongyu from closing the door when she was not prepared, Sijing pressed that very precious right hand on the door frame.

Hong Yu glanced at that hand, and given her a hundred leopard guts, she wouldn't dare to slam the door and hurt this precious hand that could save lives, she would be punished by God.

Showing a very tired expression, Hongyu's voice was unusually hoarse: "No need."

This is obviously a voice that has been crying badly, and Sijing's eye sockets suddenly turned red with a groan in his heart.

Hongyu and the beautiful sister are very happy together, Sijing thinks that the two of them will go on happily ever after, working together to raise the extremely cute little guy, and then hand in hand to grow old together.

But now Hongyu standing in front of his eyes is even more depressed than when he experienced betrayal many years ago. From the gloomy expression, Sijing can clearly feel Hongyu's despair.

"No matter what, you still have us." Sijing said sobbing, tears streaming down her face.

Hongyu was still unwilling at first, but she insisted that Hongyu check out and go home with her. After Sijing threatened to call her sister in Malaysia, Hongyu finally gave in.

Sijing herself has only experienced the days of disintegration. She feels that others say that it is better to say something than to bury it in her heart. They are all lies.

Perhaps it should be said that those people have never experienced great pain. In the face of such pain, it is even difficult to breathe, let alone speak.

So she tried her best to give Hongyu her personal space, and never tried to ask Hongyu the ins and outs of the matter, even if she asked, it would be useless, wouldn't it?

Sijing also individually told the women in the group not to mention Xinyu in the future. It was a bit sudden for Monica and Xiaoping, but the richest sister and Jiaqi were infinitely embarrassed.

For so many years, they have seen the deep love between Xinyu and Hongyu, and they all agree that they can grow old together, which is probably only possible for couples like them.

No one thought that it was so wrong.

Age took away many things from Hongyu, and also gave her something else that she never thought of.

For example, ten years ago, she might not be able to get away from the pain at all, but now she can still hide the pain well, continue to commute normally, and maintain a consistent appearance in front of people.

Only in the dead of night, the bone-eating pain would spread from her heart to her whole body, causing her tears to flow unconsciously, soaking the pillow under her body.

Choosing to separate from Xin Yu is like picking up a blunt knife and making sharp cuts in the heart, trying to cut off the softest heart.

Hearing low whimpers in the silent night, Sijing would silently open the door, hold Hongyu tightly from behind, and give silent comfort.

At this time, no words can soothe Hong Yu's heart-wrenching grief.

The next day, she went to work like a normal person, working hard for her and her daughter's future.

In order to divert her attention, she recently became obsessed with financial books. When she was with Xin Yu, she spent a lot of savings on buying expensive gifts in order to choose gifts that matched Xin Yu's temperament. The gap in human and financial resources left her savings with only a layer of blood.

Money is a very mysterious thing, it is a thing that the more you count, the less you spend, and the more you save, the less you can spend.

The 40-year-old only has savings of about 20 yuan, and an apartment that is still under mortgage. Based on the advice of financial management books, she scratched her head and carefully planned the future for her and her daughter.

After thinking about it, she even gave up the idea of ​​buying a car. After all, owning a private car in Singapore is considered a luxury. The certificate of ownership and the cost of buying a car will take away two-thirds of her savings, and she has to pay for high car fuel and parking fees every month. Fei, her daughter is still so young, and there are still many places where money is needed, she can't buy a car just to make herself more comfortable.

Financial insufficiency made her feel a sense of crisis.

Seeing that she suddenly works very hard and the people under her are complaining, they can't help discussing whether she wants to join the ranks of fighting for the big position.

It would be great if she could get a promotion and a salary increase. It had been a long time since she had such an ambitious idea. Because of this, she had the illusion of youthful vigor.

It was really an illusion. After she squeezed into the overcrowded subway to go to work every day, and worked overtime all day long, on weekends, she was too physically exhausted to recognize her age.

But during the weeks when she lived apart from her daughter, when she wasn't sneaking up to visit the little guy who was temporarily staying at Mamaw's house, she was left alone with only wild thoughts, and she simply kept working overtime.

Finally, the apartment was taken back, a week later than expected. Recently, I can only secretly visit the cute little guy from a distance on weekends. She misses her child very much and can't wait to see her.

Today, she was finally able to bring the baby home.

Xinyu couldn't face such a day, so she extended the time of the business trip, and begged the queen mother to hand over the child to Hongyu.

When the doorbell rang, Jiahui couldn't wait to open the door. She hadn't seen her mother for a long time, and she missed her mother very much.

Looking at the mother and daughter hugging each other at the door, the empress mother thought silently, after all, her daughter still can't hold the happiness in her hands, and Hongyu has a deep affection for her, yet she has acted willfully and ruined everything .

After a long time, Hong Yu let go of her daughter, and stood in front of him with an apologetic face, hesitant to speak.

Raising her hand and gently stroking the top of Hongyu's head, the queen mother's eyes were filled with reluctance, and she said softly, "Xinyu is sorry for you, Hongyu, you want to be happy, do you know?"

Nodding heavily, Hong Yu reached out and hugged her aunt tightly, and said with a sob: "Don't blame her, she left her daughter to me, I am very happy."

When Xin Yu returned from a business trip again, as soon as she stepped into the house, she could feel that some important things no longer existed.

On the shoe rack at the door, Hongyu's beloved high-heeled shoes and her daughter's various small shoes are usually placed, but now they are nowhere to be found.

On the photo wall in the study room, the single photos belonging to Hongyu were taken away, and some photos of the children were also taken away.

The elegant skirts, the alluring set of underwear, and the beauty products that Hongyu often used in the closet were all taken away.

Hongyu wiped away all the traces of his past life here.

She walked slowly to the sofa and sat down with heavy steps. She silently looked at the antique shelves in the living room. The most conspicuous items in the center had been taken away, leaving a huge hole.

It was as if a big hole had been dug in her heart, and there was a whistling cold wind from the wound, and it hurt every time she took a breath.

Time went back to that lingering night ten years ago.

At Hongyu's request, Xinyu stood in the living room and waited for Hongyu to take out the carefully prepared gift from the room. She saw the door opened, but she saw no one. Soon, a remote control car was transmitted from the ground to move forward. engine sound.

Hongyu specially found a remote control car of the same model as the four-door sports car she was driving, and tied it with the pink ribbon unique to bridal cars. When she stopped in front of her, she saw the real gift on the driver's seat.

The opened velvet box contained a dazzling diamond ring.

She bent down to pick up the box, looked at it carefully for a long time with her head lowered, then immediately raised her head to meet Hongyu's affectionate eyes, and asked softly, "Li Xinyu, will you marry me?"

Too touched to speak, Xin Yu kept nodding with tears in her eyes, and looked down at Hong Yu's trembling hand putting the ring on her ring finger.

The two smiled and looked at each other. After the four soft lips were pressed together, they never separated that night...

The sky is at the transitional moment between day and night. In the gradually dim living room, Xin Yu looked down at her left hand, crystal tears kept dripping on the ring, and her right hand slowly turned the ring finger, which represented the promise of a lifetime. start to loosen.

It was finally taken down.

The moment the box was closed, it seemed that this unforgettable love was also buried.

The author has something to say: Woo, Hong Yu is so pitiful after we separated!