Peaceful journey

Qiu Tong has been depressed recently, which An Ning noticed.Her performance was not obvious, she still sat in the study room facing the computer for a whole day, looking at her eyes with a gentle smile, it seemed no different from usual.

But An Ning still felt that she didn't eat as much as before. Sometimes when An Ning came home from work, she would find an empty wine bottle in the trash can, and the number of times she went out increased.Although Qiutong always went out during the day, she would definitely rush home for dinner at night, but she came back later and later, and was always drunk when she came home.

She seemed to be trapped in a certain emotion, and she could only vent it by getting drunk.

An Ning couldn't speak, and had no way to explain her, so she could only take care of her silently, take care of her house, prepare three meals a day, and try her best to make her happy.

Sitting on the sofa hugging the pillow, the dishes on the table were no longer warm.The living room was dead silent, the wall lights on the ceiling were soft, the moonlight outside the window was quietly falling, and An Ning's thoughts gradually drifted away in the coldness of the room.

Now it is mid-August, and she has been facing Qiutong day and night for a month and a half, and she is already familiar with each other, but she doesn't know the reason for Qiutong's change.In her heart, Qiutong is a very powerful woman, why is she so depressed that she can't hide it?An Ning couldn't figure it out, and nothing special happened recently, and she couldn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time.

Since they came back from the farm, Qiutong took her to see a doctor, not in Haishi, she took her to Beijing by plane, it was the first time for An Ning to fly by plane, it was a novelty, and she arrived in Beijing They went to a hospital, an old doctor communicated with An Ning for a while, and then did some checks, but there was nothing to say.

The old doctor talked with Qiutong alone for a while, and later Qiutong told her that the doctor said that her disease could be cured, but the hope was slim.

When she was talking to her, she carefully observed her expression, afraid that An Ning would be sad and disappointed.But in fact, An Ning didn't care too much. She had been unable to speak for so long, and she was used to this kind of life. Many people said she was pitiful and looked at her strangely, but she felt that it was nothing. Everyone's life is their own. Yes, "like a person who drinks water, knows whether he is warm or cold" can describe her. She really doesn't care about her own flaws, but sometimes she enjoys herself. She is quiet and introverted and hates noise.

So after Qiutong tried to mention it to her, she was not depressed at all, but comforted him for a few days.

However, it has been a long time since this happened, Qiutong observed her for a few days and saw that she was still smiling, so she didn't feel relieved anymore.An Ning couldn't think of any reason why she was so sad, she asked casually once, Qiu Tong raised her eyebrows and said with a smile as if nothing had happened, how could she tell that she was unhappy?He also asked her for mercy, is she angry because she went out too much?And promise not to return late again next time.

Deceiving.

The little girl pursed her mouth a little bit aggrieved, and looked at the clock on the wall. The second hand was ticking non-stop, and the hour hand pointed to eleven o'clock in the evening.

An Ning suddenly felt a little sad and blamed herself.When Qiutong was in a bad mood, she couldn't do anything, she didn't even know why she was troubled, she could only sit at home stupidly, waiting in vain for her to come back.

It wasn't until this moment that she intuitively felt the gap between each other. She didn't know Qiutong's troubles, where she went out, and who were Qiutong's family and friends.Apart from this small building, she has no other connection with her.

The vacation is coming to an end, and she is leaving Xia Hua, and this small building, to say goodbye to her.An Ning couldn't help thinking, after she left, the relationship between the two would fade away, right?She took classes at school, she went to the bar to drink, she could also ski, surf, climb mountains... When she told her about these, she was very bright and excited, and she obviously liked that kind of life.

Qiutong's life is colorful, how can she remember her as an ordinary girl?

An Ning was secretly sad, and she didn't feel sleepy at all until late at night.

It was the first time in many days that Qiu Tong hadn't come home so late. She was restless, worried if something happened to her, and called her many times with her mobile phone, but she couldn't get through.

It didn't take long, when the time came close to 11:30, there was a sudden knock on the door.Someone knocked heavily on the door panel several times, with varying degrees of intensity.

In the deep night of twilight, there was a sudden knock on the door in the silent house, and An Ning was startled, her heart "thumping" and beating fast.Nervously, she approached the door slowly, and first went to the cat's eye to look outside the door. The person outside the door was lying on the door, unable to see the face, and she was wearing a bright one-shoulder red dress.

Slightly relieved, she hurriedly opened the door. The woman leaning against the door instantly lost her balance and fell forward. She caught her, supported her on her thin shoulders, and staggered to lead the man towards the room.

Qiu Tong seemed to be very drunk, with all her strength on her body, An Ning could hardly support her, and finally took someone into the room, pushed her to the bed and lay down, An Ning was sweating all over.

She stood beside the bed and panted lightly. Qiutong lay on her back and collapsed on the bed, her eyes were closed tightly, her hair was messy covering her face, she seemed to be unconscious, but the wine tasted surprisingly good, she didn't vomit or vomit. Talking nonsense and playing drunk.Dad Lu Nan was socializing with clients before, and he vomited and laughed when he got home after drinking too much, An Ning remembered it clearly.

An Ning leaned forward, raised her hand and pushed her hair to the side of her face. Looking at the woman's quiet face, even with her eyes closed, she could tell that the expression on her face was not relaxed.She pursed her lips lightly, and silently asked in her heart: Sister, why are you sad?

She turned around and walked into the bathroom, took a basin of warm water, took a towel, went to the room again, and began to scrub the drunken woman on the bed.

I didn't dare to take off Qiutong's clothes, but the skirt Qiutong was wearing was still a one-shoulder short skirt that exposed a large part of her shoulders and chest, which was very convenient to wipe her body.An Ning blushed when she wiped her snow-white chest, then wiped her arms one by one, and then lifted the hem of her skirt to wipe her legs.

During this period, Qiutong remained motionless, even if An Ning lifted her skirt and wiped her entire thigh, there was no reaction.

Qiutong's mind is clear, but her body is as if filled with lead, so heavy that she cannot move. She can feel that An Ning is taking care of her.She was wiping her face with a warm towel. Qiutong wanted to say that she had put on makeup, and the makeup on her face couldn't be washed off. She needed to use makeup remover, but she couldn't utter a word.She was not drunk, but her body was paralyzed by alcohol.

After wiping her face, the little girl walked away slowly with softer footsteps than ordinary people, and after a while, she walked in slowly again, if not for Qiutong's high attention, she almost didn't notice her coming.

"Slightly" is the sound of the cup being put on the cabinet.An Ning leaned over and hugged her shoulders, struggling to help her up.

The cool mouth of the cup came to her mouth, Qiu Tong controlled her efforts to open her lips, the boiled and sweetened milk slipped into her mouth, and the milky fragrance lingered in her mouth.She swallowed as hard as she could, a few traces of milk stains slid down the corners of her lips to her chin, and An Ning quickly wiped them off with a tissue.

The little girl couldn't speak, as if she wanted to comfort her, her hand was gently pressed against her face, and the cool palm dispelled the burning heat on her cheeks.When the little hand was about to leave, Qiutong tilted her head, reluctant to part with the refreshing coolness.

Even after wiping her body, Qiutong still smelled of alcohol, An Ning sweated when helping her, and smelled of alcohol when she scrubbed her, so she went to take a bath.

Qiu Tong lay down for a while, slowly regained some strength, climbed down from the bed and went to the dressing table to remove makeup, and finished with some energy, then threw herself on the bed and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

In a drowsy dream, she had a strange dream, she turned into a child, standing in the big old house of the Qiu family, Xia Shuyun in a white dress sat quietly in the flower room, looking at the blooming flowers with empty eyes.

She walked over, stretched out her little hand to pull her sleeve, and called her "Mom".But Xia Shuyun didn't move and didn't respond at all.In the dream, her body became smaller, and her thinking also became immature.She was a little disappointed by her mother's ignorance, rubbing her eyes with her little hands and wanting to cry.

Uncle Six quickly followed and coaxed her to leave the greenhouse.He looked much younger, his big hands were dry and warm, and he gently led her away.

Xia Shuyun, Sixth Uncle, and some servants appeared in this dream, but Qiu Wensheng was not there.

The little Qiutong ran to the gate, her young heart was full of expectations for her father.As long as Dad comes, Mom will be fine.When the sky darkened, Uncle Liu persuaded her several times, but she still insisted on sitting at the door and not moving.

A car drove up, she ran forward happily, and called to the man who got out of the car: "Dad!"

When he was young, Qiu Wensheng didn't think he loved her very much, but she was his daughter after all, and he never treated her harshly, and occasionally smiled at her.He leaned over and touched her head, and said gently, "Xiao Tong, why don't you go inside and wait for Dad?"

He took her hand and led her into the door. The little girl said crisply: "Mom is silent again, Dad, let's go call Mom?"

Qiu Wensheng's voice came from a high place, vague and unreal, as if floating from the sky: "Mom is sick, let's not disturb her."

The next moment the scene changed suddenly, she did not know when she returned to the greenhouse, facing the ignorant Xia Shuyun, there was a thin conversation next to her ear, and the servants who cleaned the greenhouse whispered together head to head.

"Why does the hostess of this house sit here every day? Is there something wrong?"

"Hush, whisper, I know one thing, she seems to be suffering from postpartum depression."

"Do you have depression if you are so rich? Is there any reason?"

"It seems to be that when she was nine months pregnant, a mistress sent her a message to protest, which stimulated her to break her water on the spot, and she fell ill after giving birth to the young lady."

"Oh, pitiful. There are so many rich and powerful families."

"Who said it wasn't."

The two of them clicked their tongues and sighed, but no one noticed the little girl hidden in the depths of the flowers. She was clenching her fists tightly, gritted her teeth and shed tears all over her face, but she didn't say a word.

Was it her birth that made her mother sick?So much so that he jumped from a tall building in the end?The little girl thought desperately.

In the dark night, the lights in the room were warm and yellow, An Ning hugged the sleeping woman and patted gently, a drop of water leaked from the corner of the woman's eyes, her eyebrows were tightly frowned, and her teeth were clenched.

She gently stroked Qiutong's forehead hair, and slowly patted her back with her hands until her expression relaxed and her breathing was even.

The author has something to say:

An Ning's diary: She didn't tell me anything, I didn't know anything about her, I could only hug her who was crying in her sleep, and shed tears with heartache.Am I being too greedy? Originally, I just wanted to know her, but now I want to know her...

Qiu Tong: In the dark nightmare, a ray of light tore through the darkness and guided me out of the abyss.