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Bewedded, Not Beloved

Chapter: 23

The stepmother went upstairs, and the eldest sister and his wife left soon. Old Ding took the dog around the door and took it away.
I don’t know what kind of thought Xi Qingchuan would help me out of. I whispered a thank you to him, and he turned around and walked to the mourning hall.
Qiao Yi curled his lips: “Cut, so arrogant, who cares? It’s obviously your husband who has been with Xiaoshi all night, what’s the matter?”
I’m not in the mood to care about this now, I turned to Qiao Yi and said, “It’s not too early now, don’t accompany me anymore, go back and rest as soon as possible.”
“Then, I will leave Xi Qingchuan here. I can’t see him now. I hate the disgusting things that come out of him.”
“You drive carefully.” I drove her to the door. It was early in the morning, and the night wind had messed up her hair, and I helped her smooth it out again: “Be careful.”
“I know.” Her eyes suddenly reddened: “Xiao Sheng, if you want to cry, just cry with me, your appearance really makes me uncomfortable.”
I pushed her: “When you cry, let’s go!”
“Don’t hold back…”
“Yeah.” I nodded to her and watched Qiao Yi walk back down the steps of the porch.
I watched her get in the car and start driving to the gate before turning around and entering the house.
Dad’s photo has been sent, and I used the one I said.
I still remember his birthday, his face covered with red light was in excellent condition, and I didn’t expect that his birthday photo would have changed into a posthumous photo a year later.
I helped put the photo in the center of the mourning hall, and squatted down to burn paper money for my father.
I rolled the yellow paper money into a circle and set it aside. The door was open and the wind blew in. The top paper money was blown up by the wind, and it went around in the living room and then landed at my feet.
I was just about to pick it up, and someone squatted down beside me and picked up the paper money and gave it to me.
It was Xi Qingchuan. I took it over and said thank you. He didn’t leave this time, and I said one more sentence: “Thank you for what happened just now.”
“No, your current identity is my wife after all.” He lit the lighter, lit the paper money and put it into the ceramic bowl.
The fire light illuminated Xi Qingchuan’s handsome face, and the fire light burned in his eyes.
In this lonely and lonely night, it is a rare warmth to have someone by my side.
It doesn’t matter if he is for the flute and poems upstairs, or because of the relationship between the two of us.
Anyway, it doesn’t matter anymore.
I burned the paper money one by one. In fact, up to now, my mind is still deceived. I know that my father is gone, but I still don’t accept it in my consciousness.
So, I have no tears, nothing is dry in my eye sockets.
Suddenly, I wanted to find someone to talk to, so I just said to myself: “Have you ever experienced the people around you leaving you? The closest person?”
I didn’t wait for him to answer, and continued: “When my mother died, I felt that the sky was falling. I was 16 years old and my father took care of my mother’s funeral with me, and then brought me back to this home. He told me that he was at home.”
I raised my head, my gaze happened to be at the entrance of the gate.
I pointed to it: “I still remember the day when I was standing there. My father said to his stepmother and elder sister and second sister, this is Xiao Sheng, and will be a family member of our family from now on.”
I seemed to see myself at that time, shrinking behind my father, his big hand wrapped my little hand, and suddenly I was not alone anymore.
I thought too much. The flames scorched my fingers. After I felt the pain, I withdrew my hand later, and my fingers had been burned.
I hurriedly put my finger in my mouth and sucked, and then found that Xi Qingchuan was looking at me, and I smiled at him awkwardly, presumably he was not interested in listening to what I said.
“Have you ever thought about it, maybe you are not your father’s daughter?” He squatted, looking at me with his elbows propped on his knees.
“Ignore those now.” I replied without hesitation: “Yes or not, it was my father who brought me to this house to raise me. I want to take him for the last time.”
He lowered his eyes, the fire illuminates his face, and his eyelashes are long, and I am worried that I will be scorched by the flames.
“I regret it a bit,” he said suddenly.
“Huh?” I was a little inexplicable, not knowing what he meant.
“You asked me for a divorce yesterday, I should agree to it.”
“It’s not too late for you to promise now.”
He raised his eyebrows and looked at me: “You will soon know the benefits of being quick.”
Xi Qingchuan and I are always nonchalant. We originally wanted to talk to him about Dad, but it seems that he is not interested in listening to what I said.
The ash ignited by the paper money rose in the air with the hot air, and then floated on top of the photo of Dad. I stood on my tiptoe with a handkerchief to wipe it.
Father is Dan Fengyan, very beautiful and recognizable.
But I have big double eyelids. I remember when I first came to this house, I heard my elder sister and stepmother saying angrily behind my back: “Where does she look like our family? Look at her fox eyes. hate!”
At that time, I thought I looked like a mother, but in fact, my mother’s eyes weren’t like my big double eyelids.
My heart is sore, but my eyes are dry, and there is no tear.
I didn’t eat at night, and my stomach was groaning.
Xi Qingchuan, who was on the side, seemed to have heard it. He turned his head and looked back at me as he was looking at the phone: “You don’t eat tonight?”
I shook my head. When we received the bad news at night, we still didn’t have dinner. After these things happened, how could we care about dinner.
I let the servants go to sleep. Uncle Wu is too old and I let them go to sleep. The big living room is me and Xi Qingchuan.
He suddenly stood up from the sofa, I don’t know why he was going, I continued to kneel on the futon in front of my father’s mourning hall.
I remembered that when I came back a few days ago, my dad still took my hand and said to me, “How well did you get along with Xi Qingchuan? Actually, Xi Qingchuan has a good character and gets along well, he will treat you well, if he is not My dear, Dad will never marry you to him.”
I know that Dad is doing me good, although I haven’t discovered what is so good about Xi Qingchuan.
I knelt groggy, and suddenly smelled a very fragrant smell, Xi Qingchuan’s voice floated above my head.
“Have something to eat and don’t starve yourself to death.”
I turned my head, Xi Qingchuan held a bowl in his hand, and the scent of sesame oil floated out of it.
Physically I should be hungry, but psychologically I can’t eat it.
He put the bowl on the coffee table and tilted his head at me: “Eat!”
He is vicious, but this time it is for my good.
I got up from the futon and walked to the side of the coffee table. He laid down the noodles for me, laid the eggs, put the chopped green onion, and the soup was covered with sesame oil, which looked delicious.
I sincerely thanked him: “Thank you, I suddenly feel that you are not a devil anymore.”

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