give me a warm glow

I was fascinated by it, but my father coughed and brought me back to reality, and I quickly handed me a glass of water.

"God seems to give this young couple a chance. In the same university, Feiyang pursued Warhol in a legitimate way. Feiyang is a..." Father laughed out loud, and couldn't help panting again, "Using the current words, He is a literary youth. Therefore, compared with other boyfriends, Feiyang always thinks that he writes poems romantically and draws a painting for Warhol. Writing and painting are Feiyang's greatest hobbies and dreams that have always been buried in his heart At that time, Huahe and Feiyang were a couple in college who were envied by others. There are many beautiful and sweet girls in college, but Feiyang still likes the girl who has a gentle smile and loves lotus flowers."

"So are they together?" I couldn't help asking, but the water glass in my father's hand.It made a crisp sound when it came into contact with the table.

My father leaned back comfortably, "Everything looks perfect, and Feiyang's talent is also favored by Warhol's parents. During that time, Feiyang kept contributing articles to magazines and earned a lot of royalties. Many articles were published in various magazines. He was published in a major literary magazine and became famous. Feiyang’s stories always make readers feel comfortable and smooth. Feiyang used his first payment to buy roses for Warhol. Really, Feiyang was romantic enough at that time, he The literature and art brought many surprises to Huahe. I like it, Feiyang likes Huahe."

"When Feiyang was 23 years old, he married Warhol." The father continued with a sigh.

"Marriage is not that simple, he can't survive on romance. Fei Yang is still the young literary and artistic youth freelance writing, there is no fixed job, and the girl she likes has grown into a self-reliant woman. Warhol has found his own working regularly to manage their marriage."

"Feiyang's free and free state is no longer recognized by parents, including Warhol's parents. Inspiration will not come out just because you are getting more and more anxious. Feiyang's state can be said to be getting worse and worse. Gentle Warhol is nothing Literary and artistic young woman, she is more often a wife. Faced with her husband's anxiety, Hua He always silently makes a cup of tea for him, prepares meals and waits for him to come back."

The father's vicissitudes of life gradually filled with sorrow, and his piercing eyes dimmed.

"The young and energetic Feiyang was unwilling to achieve nothing like this. He even had a different understanding of the girl he had liked for many years, and he packed up the luggage by himself. Warhol asked in surprise what Feiyang was going to do. He wanted to send Feiyang's heart softened when he saw the girl's pure eyes and warm face.

Fei Yang hugged Hua He with a smile, and his voice was tired, "He... I am going to Lhasa, I will go to Lhasa to continue creating, and continue to paint pure lotus flowers for you. "

I shook my head, feeling more and more that this was just a story, how could Warhol agree...

My father seemed to guess what I was thinking, and said slowly, "Hua He is a good wife. She thinks that all she can do is make her husband feel at ease. He still smiled happily when he saw Feiyang's receding figure. But Feiyang He is not a good husband, it can even be said that he is just an immature man, he thinks that he is still a free and artistic youth, and Warhol is his favorite girl."

"I don't know why when I arrived in Lhasa, Feiyang always felt that the sky in Lhasa was much bluer than that in Beijing. Every scene in Lhasa made Feiyang feel novel and inspired. Feiyang did make a lot of paintings. Gradually, he found that the content of the paintings changed. It is a portrait of an intellectual woman. That woman is called Aoi. Indeed, her name is Aoi. Aoi and Feiyang have the same interests. Aoi loves to write small poems, but she is full of sadness. Aoi is very talented and always chats with Feiyang. Aoi is very intellectual, he will always know what Feiyang thinks. He will take Feiyang to know everything about Lhasa. Suddenly, a new feeling grows up. It is different from Feiyang's feeling for Huahe."

I looked at my father fixedly, "What is that?"

"Love."

"Feiyang thinks what is love. He realized a very sad problem, that is between him and Warhe. That phone call directly ended the relationship between him and Warhe. Warhe, who has always been gentle, will also face Asked on the phone, "Don't you love me?" Feiyang didn't know where his determination came from, and his tone was almost cruel, "The person I love is Aoi." Warhol's long silence made Feiyang feel deeply disturbed. Warhol dejectedly Muttered, 'We're divorced, Xia Feiyang, we're divorced.'

My heart skipped a beat, and I asked tremblingly, "So, it was you who betrayed mom?"

My father closed his eyes again, "I have deceived myself more than once that it was right to give up the person I like and pursue the person I love. But in the end, I was wrong, and all I got was pain."

"I'm Xia Feiyang. I think marriage is maintained by love, no, even if there is love, looking back, I find that there is no trust, no understanding, and it is empty. I think that marriage is maintained by liking, that is just a thought. I am a failed Xia Feiyang. Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes as he became agitated.

"Later, it turned out that Huahe was pregnant, but I didn't know it. I went back to Beijing like crazy. Later, Kui passed away..."

I suddenly felt dizzy, and felt that there was a vast expanse of light in front of me, with no end in sight.

"It's that simple?" I frantically downed a cup of cool water, and was so choked that I coughed up tears. I couldn't accept the "later" for a while, and I didn't know whether the story was happy or sad.

My father tremblingly stretched out his hand and patted my back, his eyes were covered with a layer of gray mist. "Actually, we divorced after you were born. During that time, Hua He... didn't talk to me anymore. I... When you were one year old, I left Beijing to wander with Aoi."

I laughed coldly, "You are really a literary youth. You are happy to be wandering with another woman. But my mother can only look at the photos... and I have only seen you a few times. Sometimes my father Have you ever wondered what this dramatic story will bring me..."

The father closed his eyes again, and his calm voice was trembling, "I am with Aoi, and we have been wandering in her last days. I lost the partner I loved. Looking back, I have no family. I am alone To continue with my life, to go to Beijing and see you and Hua He, that feeling..." My father choked up, and actually shed tears.

"At that time, did you think about not getting back together again?"

"No." Father opened his eyes, "Warhe said that she would find someone who loves each other to spend her life, she said 'Xia Feiyang, you bless me.' We sat under the steps of the playground, watching and laughing happily to you. 'I wish you happiness, Warhol.' It seems that people's hearts will eventually return to the way they were before."

This is really a story beyond my imagination, jumping out of the vortex of time, I held my father's hand instead.

He smiled and swallowed the words that reached his throat.

Hua He's happiness had all been pinned on Xia Feiyang.

The separation of Hua He and Xia Feiyang is another kind of love.

Because Hua He and Xia Feiyang now pin all their happiness on Xia Fu.

"Niu must really hate the bastard Xia Feiyang." Father's palm was warm, but he was a little late.

I shook my head, "I hated Xia Feiyang. I hated him for abandoning him. My mother never hated Xia Feiyang. She loved Xia Feiyang in the best years of her life. That is your own choice. Dad." I wiped off with a smile Tears in the corners of the eyes, "Isn't there such a saying, 'If you fall in love with someone, everything is 'right'." It is right for mother to treat Xia Feiyang as always, it is right for Xia Feiyang and Kui to be together, and it is right for us to be family Yes."

My father pulled me into his arms and said in a hoarse voice, "Girl, my last days must be very happy."

"Girl is in love, you should never bear my story."

I leaned close to my father, "No, because I love the right person."

C26: At least you are still there

It was almost early morning in the ward where my mother came again.The cooked porridge has cooled to a palatable temperature.Mother carefully filled a bowl and brought it to father, with a warm smile on her tired face.Slowly send the porridge into father's mouth with a spoon.I feel a little sore.

Father's sallow face added a touch of rosiness, supported his body, and drank several mouthfuls of porridge.

"Xiafu..." The mother seemed to think of something, and turned her head, "Is that boy still waiting for you outside? I'll just take care of it here."

What... Yi Yang Qianxi.

I almost rushed out, the light in the corridor was still bright, and the doctors coming and going were walking tirelessly.

"Xiafu..." Yi Yang Qianxi slowly stood up from the seat and approached me with a slightly hoarse voice.

I love the right person...

Looking at his jade-like face, watching him slowly approach me and walk into my life.I couldn't help crying out of control, and threw myself into the embrace that was prepared for me.

He hugged me tightly, raised his hand to straighten out my flying hair, "It's okay, I'm here Xia Fu, don't cry."

I closed my eyes, trying to hold back my tears, "You know, I finally saw the father who never stopped thinking about it, I thought about what kind of scene we would meet, and I even thought about how to blame him Alright. I expect him to pick me up again. What a settlement... I still have a father. But this day has finally come, but he will leave me and will never come back. "

"I'm tired..." I leaned on Yi Yang Qianxi's generous shoulder and said.The whole person feels limp and weak.

"Okay, let's go home." He took my hand and walked firmly