PS 143

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When I got home, I sat on the sofa alone in a daze, thinking about the possible conversations between them.

At that time, in addition to the hurt emotions in Philip's eyes, there was also a kind of pain of being betrayed.That's something I've never seen in America.

This is understandable. For a mother who has a perfect image in her heart and falls in love with a person of the same sex after divorce, how many people can accept her choice calmly at the moment?If this kind of thing happens to my mother, I think it will take me a while to get used to it.

After all, it makes people unable to stop thinking, what was the relationship with another gender role before that?To do the "right thing"?In order to give the family an "account"?In order to conform to the secular "vision" of society?then what?Then, under what circumstances was he "created"?Can this still be regarded as the "crystallization of love" between two people?Or is it just the "fulfillment of responsibility" by two people?

Indeed, in this case, Philip has a right to be angry.

How will she handle it?

I thought I understood her, but I was wrong.In what mood did she say that?While talking, did she think clearly?Have you ever thought about how shocking her simple answer would be?It may even overturn the original life... Has she thought about the consequences of all this?Or just a spur of the moment?

Sure enough, no matter how shrewd a woman is, when she enters the state of "love", she cannot use normal logic to deduce and understand.

Thinking of this, and thinking about her professional look in class, I couldn't help laughing.That's a difference of degree.

"Sister, are you there?" Xiaojie opened the door and came in.

"Well, I found a teacher today." I said straight to the point.

"Really?" He asked me in a surprised and happy tone.

I told him what happened today.

"So, both the teacher and her son are in love with you." He repeated the conclusion we all knew.

"Yes, and she told her son directly that her current sweetheart is a girl." I continued to add.

"They are really mother and son, they both have the same eyes for picking lovers." He couldn't type those words.

"It's not funny at all, son's reaction after knowing..." I said the situation before I left.

"But I can understand my son's feelings. If I know that Mom likes girls, I will have the same reaction." He said.

I nod.

"Oh, by the way, Lan Xin wants to give it to you, and I'm not allowed to peek." He took out an envelope from his pocket.

I know, it was the information that Lan Xin said she would "smuggle" to me.

I opened it and laughed after reading it.

"What?" He leaned over and I handed him the note.

"It's really her!" he said after reading it.

"So that 911 is definitely not the original one," I said.

"Sister, you can't let her run away anymore. This is no longer fate, but destiny." He looked at me and said.

I nodded to show I got it.

"Oh, by the way, Xin is on the night shift today, I'll be with her later, you take care of yourself." He said as he walked towards the room.

"I'll find the teacher later." I said behind him.

"Going to negotiate?" He turned his head, with a smirk on his face.

"Idiot, go ask her what she told her son, and she owes me too much explanation." I said seriously.

"Yes, I got it. I'm going to take a shower and go out. You can do it yourself." After he finished speaking, he walked into the room.

I got up from the couch, took my clothes into the bathroom, and soaked myself in a tub of hot water.

What happened today, coupled with the jet lag, and my not-so-good health, made me feel really tired.

But I haven't forgotten the appointment with her at night.

After taking a shower, I drove out, took the remote control she gave me, and smoothly entered the garage.

I went upstairs by myself, she hadn't come yet, I couldn't resist the exhaustion of my body, I changed into my pajamas in the closet, fell on the bed and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but I felt someone approaching. This is also the sequelae of being ill - light sleep.

"Woke up so easily?" She was sitting on the edge of the bed, her long hair hanging naturally from her shoulders, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

"It's been like this for the past few years." I stood up and looked at her. I should have kissed her, but the strange distance made me hesitate.

"You've been back before, haven't you?" Maybe she felt the same way.

"How do you know?" I asked pretending to be stupid.

"Because I found the bed messed up when I came back yesterday, I thought for a long time, there should be no one else but you," she said.

"So you already knew I was back?" I asked.

"Well, when I looked at the messy bed and deduced that you should go back to Taiwan, my heart beat so fast and I was a little flustered." Her hands covered my face.

"Why so nervous?" I asked with a smile.

"I don't know, I think, it's very contradictory. I expect you to come to me, but I'm afraid you won't come." She looked into my eyes and said.

"I will definitely look for you, do you need to doubt it?" I asked deliberately.

"I know you will! Well, you sleep first, I'll come after I take a shower." She rubbed my head like before, got up and took things into the bathroom.

Looking at the back of her turning into the bathroom, I smiled softly, the feeling of strangeness seemed to fade a bit.

I got up and glanced at the clock on the wall, it was one o'clock in the morning.

She talked with Philip for so long?Are you tired?It's really hard for her to face a simple big boy, and a "well-behaved" big boy.

I stood in front of the window, Taipei is still a city that never sleeps, and there is still a steady stream of traffic on the street at one o'clock in the morning. I remembered when she came to the United States to find me, when we watched the night scene together on the hill behind the school.

I don't know if the relationship between us should be described as "things have changed".

Our relationship may not have changed much, it is just like a memory that has been dusted for a long time. When the two pick it up again, the first thing they will see is the thick layer of dust covered by time.In addition, this is no longer just a matter of "me and her", there is another person who we cannot leave behind.

Is life like this, it will only be stuffed more and more full, with more and more things that you want to lose but can't?With the growth of age and the enhancement of ability, the difficulties and challenges faced will also increase relatively.

I never thought that the relationship between the two, which made me a little bit dizzy, would add a third character. This must be one of the most difficult problems in my life.Thinking of this, I smiled helplessly.

"What are you laughing at?" Her voice came from behind, and I looked up to see her figure in a bathrobe reflected in the glass window.

"Nothing, how is the night?" I turned around and she walked up to me and looked at me, but didn't answer.

"It's okay." She nodded slightly.

We were silent at the same time, and the distance between each other was strange, creating an awkward atmosphere.

I don't know how long it took, I walked towards her and gently hugged her into my arms.

"I miss you so much." I whispered in her ear.

She looked at me, stroked my cheek with her hand, and after a while, she took the initiative to kiss my lips.

The memory of the body gradually came to life, and we slowly regained our familiarity with each other, her kiss, her touch, her tenderness, her feeling, we kissed, hugged and fell to the bed.

"Are you still the kid I know?" She asked, biting my lips lightly, her fingers playfully running back and forth on my belly through the clothes.

"Are you still the teacher I am familiar with?" I asked her back with the same action and the same words.But the hand automatically untied the knot at the waist.

"No." She smiled and patted my hand away, then pulled up the half-opened skirt.

"Huh?" I stopped and looked at her puzzled.

She didn't answer, got up from the bed, turned off the lights in the room, pulled me back to bed, and nestled into my arms.

"Just hug me to sleep today, okay?" She buried her head in the crook of my neck.

"Okay." I didn't force her, but let her hold her.

Suddenly, I seemed to understand her every move.

"You don't want me to see your body, do you?" I started.

She didn't answer.

I sat up from the bed and reached out to turn on the bedside lamp, but she continued to be silent.

I looked at her, and after a few seconds, I reached out to take off the bathrobe on her body, and what caught my attention immediately was a long scar extending from the shoulder to the chest.

She turned her head away from my gaze on her.

"Because of this, you changed the car, didn't you?" I stretched out my fingers and gently stroked the raised marks on her skin.

"You know?" There was no surprise in her voice.

"Well, at first glance, I knew that it wasn't the 911 I was familiar with. Besides, the doctor who stitched up your wound in the emergency room was Xiaojie's girlfriend." I closed the clothes I pulled off for her, and hugged her Lie back on the bed.

"So, you know everything?" She nestled back into her seat.

"Well, do you want to explain to me more clearly?" I kissed her forehead lightly.

"Can it be tomorrow? I'm so tired today." She said in a coquettish tone.

"Okay, but don't run away again." I tightened my arms holding her.

She smiled.

"Also, you owe me a lot of explanations," I reminded her.

Her response was a long kiss.

I don't know which of us fell asleep first, but this night, I slept very deeply.

She is still the one who loves me.I am sure.