Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

As this conversation ended, He Daqing's mood became heavier. He knew that the future of this relationship had become vague and uncertain. He felt that he was forced to face a cruel reality, and the happiness and trust he once had were quietly disappearing. The betrayal of the White Widow made him feel deeply hurt, and his heart seemed to be torn into pieces.

In the days that followed, He Daqing chose to temporarily distance himself from the White Widow. He tried to shift his attention to other matters and tried not to think too much about the future of this relationship. However, the doubts and pain in his heart were difficult to erase, and he often felt inner struggle and confusion.

At the same time, the White Widow is also trying to deal with the problems she is facing. She knows that her concealment and betrayal have caused irreparable rifts. Although she tries her best to save the relationship, she also understands that the trust in this relationship is difficult to rebuild. Her heart is full of guilt and pain, and she is also thinking about how to face her future life.

After that painful conversation, He Daqing fell into a deep inner struggle. His chest seemed to be bound by heavy chains, and he often felt stuffy. Facing the betrayal of the White Widow, the sense of loss and anger in his heart was like a turbulent ocean, constantly beating against his inner defenses. Although he tried to appear calm, every time when it was late at night, the feeling of being betrayed would cut through his heart like a blunt knife, bringing unspeakable pain.

That night, He Daqing sat alone by the window of his study, the moonlight outside the window sprinkled in the courtyard like mercury. He stared at a cup of cold tea on the table, the tea rippled slightly in the cup, as if reflecting the ups and downs of his heart. His eyes were empty and lifeless, and his conversation with the White Widow kept reverberating in his mind. He tried hard to sort out these chaotic thoughts, but he couldn't let go no matter what.

"Why is this happening?" He Daqing murmured to himself, his voice filled with helplessness and exhaustion. The feeling of betrayal made it almost impossible for him to breathe, and his heart had never been so heavy. He wanted to understand the White Widow's behavior and tried to find a reasonable explanation, but her explanation seemed to only cover up more secrets.

The next morning, He Daqing got up exhausted. He knew that although the pain in his heart was unbearable, life had to go on. He forced himself to resume his normal pace of life and try to focus on daily affairs. He walked into the kitchen and started to prepare breakfast, but every movement seemed extremely mechanical. His mind was still stuck on the conversation last night, and the haze in his heart almost made it impossible for him to concentrate.

He Yuzhu was filled with worry when he saw his uncle like this. He noticed that He Daqing looked pale and tired, so he walked carefully to the kitchen and asked with concern: "Uncle, are you okay? You seem absent-minded recently. Are you worried about something?"

He Daqing forced a smile, trying to hide his uneasiness. "It's nothing, Yuzhu. I'm just tired of some things recently. Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Yu Zhu obviously didn't fully believe his answer, and there was confusion and worry in his eyes. "Uncle, if you have any questions, why don't you tell me directly? We are a family, and we can face any difficulties together."

He Daqing felt Yuzhu's concern, and his emotions became more complicated. He knew that Yuzhu's concern was sincere, but he didn't want to drag these troubles onto him. He took a deep breath, and his tone became gentle and firm: "Yuzhu, thank you. I will try my best to handle these things and not let them affect our lives."

Seeing his uncle's determination, Yuzhu could only retreat temporarily and continue his work, even though he still had doubts in his heart. He knew that He Daqing was not someone who would easily confide in others, especially when faced with such a difficult matter. He just hoped that his uncle could get out of the predicament as soon as possible and regain his former vitality.

In the following days, He Daqing tried to calm his inner pain in various ways. He began to take the initiative to participate in some community activities and try to keep himself busy to divert his attention. However, every time he temporarily forgot about the pain in the busy activities and returned to the quiet courtyard, the feeling of loss and depression would come back like a shadow.

That evening, He Daqing decided to go for a walk. He walked through the path of the courtyard and came to a quiet corner. He sat on a bench, looking up at the gradually darkening sky, and his emotions became more and more complicated. The evening breeze brushed across his cheeks, and he felt a long-lost coolness, but he still couldn't get rid of the heaviness in his heart. He knew that in the face of these difficulties and challenges, he had to find a way to deal with it, otherwise he would be trapped in this pain forever.

At this moment, the White Widow walked into the courtyard, with a hint of nervousness and expectation on her face. Seeing He Daqing sitting in the corner, she hesitated for a moment, walked up, and said with a trembling voice: "He Daqing, I hope we can talk. I know you are in a bad mood now, but I really hope we can solve these problems face to face."

He Daqing's heart was shaken. He saw the sincere and worried look on the white widow's face and knew that she was still trying to save the relationship. His mood became more complicated. Although he was full of doubts and anger, he knew that face-to-face communication might help him better understand the truth. He reluctantly stood up, with a hint of fatigue in his tone: "Okay, let's talk."

The two sat on the bench, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere. The White Widow said, "He Daqing, I know you are confused and disappointed with my current behavior. I did not tell you a lot of things, and even did some things that made you feel betrayed. But please believe me, I did not mean to hide anything from you. I just don't want you to be involved in my past troubles."

He Daqing's heart was filled with complex emotions, and his voice was filled with sadness and confusion: "White Widow, you know that I have deep feelings for you. I am willing to share all the difficulties with you, but you chose to hide it, which makes me feel very painful. What I need is a real relationship, not surrounded by secrets and lies."

A trace of tears flashed in the eyes of the White Widow, and her voice trembled: "He Daqing, I know that my behavior hurt you, and I am really sorry. I can't change what happened in the past, but I hope you can understand that I just wanted to protect you. Now I feel very regretful, and I hope you can give me a chance and let us start over."