A red bean of crossing

The afternoon sun slanted on the courtyard, Qin Yun sat beside the flowers, reading Lin Yi's letter.

Apparently, Xia Hanshan didn't have a good time after the divorce - which was expected.Du Mushang's daughter who tends to be overly dependent is a big or small burden. If she had hired a regular psychiatrist for counseling earlier, maybe it wouldn't have turned into what it is now, but Du Mushang was dizzy and chose to trust Xia Han Shan, an internist, prescribes interdisciplinary prescriptions and engages in inconspicuous "love therapy".

As for Xia Hanshan...

Qin Yun slowly folded the letter and put it in the envelope.

Xia Hanshan has a saying that is very suitable to describe himself: "A lot of times a man is just a child in his heart." — Indeed, Xia Hanshan himself is a child who hasn't grown up.He is selfish and saves face, and never learns to accept the consequences of his actions.He is the kind of person who is fine when things are going well, but when encountering ups and downs, he will evade, shirk responsibility, and accuse others of not being tolerant and considerate of him.

Qin Yun scoffed at his "children's theory"—if you really treat yourself as a child, you shouldn't marry like an adult.Tolerance and understanding in marriage is mutual.Love is not a debt, and no one is qualified to ask the other party to compromise unconditionally for themselves forever.

Qin Yun fiddled with the letter in her hand for a while, then shook her head and got up to return to the room.When passing by Chu Lei's room, she stopped - the door was open, and the child was crying on the table.

"Leilei?" She walked over and gently pressed Lei's shoulder, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Mom!" Seeing her mother, Xia Chulei cried even more sadly, "It's Zhiwen..."

Hearing the word "Zhiwen", Qin Yun understood it.There were a few pieces of letter paper scattered on the table, and she picked them up casually.

As expected, the letter was sent by Liang Zhiwen.In just a few pages, he first briefly recalled the various things between him and Chu Lei, and then tactfully raised his parents' objection to his relationship with Chu Lei - it can be seen that this is not the first time he has written about this topic in the letter ——The end of the letter ends with "Let us take this relationship as a good memory".

Qin Yun had expected Chu Lei and Liang Zhiwen's breakup.She and Chu Lei's "Journey of Relaxation" has gone through one year and three months.They lived on a small European island four months ago, and Chu Lei resumed correspondence with Liang Zhiwen, but judging from the fact that Chu Lei sent three letters, and Liang Zhiwen only replied one, Liang Zhiwen has long been interested in this relationship. No more expectations, breaking up is just a matter of time.

Losing love is always painful. For more than a year, Qin Yun has tried her best to exert a positive influence on Chu Lei's view of love, but when this day comes, she still doesn't know how to comfort the child.

"Leilei, actually..." Qin Yun spoke in deliberation, but was interrupted by Chu Lei.

"Mom, I know all about it." Chu Lei raised her head, took out a tissue from the tissue box on the table and applied it to her face, "I know Zhiwen and I are not suitable. What he needs is a gentle and considerate explanation." Hua, and what I need is a man who can tolerate me...and with his brother Zhizhong in the middle, we will not be happy."

Yes ah, will not be happy.After experiencing the initial sweetness and expectation of parting, in Liang Zhiwen's letter, she mentioned many times euphemistically or bluntly that she had been in contact with Zhizhong.He has always cared about it, of course he will, it's his own brother.It is the relatives he sees every day, the family members he will still mention in every letter when he left his homeland and set foot on the land of another country.

Although there was some unhappiness between Zhiwen and his younger brother because of her, those conflicts have already faded away in Zhiwen's longing for his hometown and relatives.

The tears on her face seemed inexhaustible, Chu Lei threw away the tissue and took out another one, "But I'm just sad." After speaking, she buried her face in the tissue again.

"Being sad means that you have given your feelings. It's normal to be sad for the lost feelings." Qin Yun patted Chu Lei on the back.

Chu Lei is not a person with distorted views. Except for her shallow understanding of love because she is young, she is fine in other aspects.Under Qin Yun's influence, her originally superficial view of love has matured day by day.

After the big cry when she received the breakup letter from Wen, Chu Lei never shed tears in front of Qin Yun again—from her occasionally red and swollen eyes, Qin Yun could guess that she was still crying secretly behind her back, but in Qin Yun In front of Yun, Chu Lei always showed her strong side - she began to paint day and night, except for eating and sleeping, she spent almost all her time on painting.She even found an old painter on the island and persuaded him to let her help with housework in exchange for the opportunity to learn the basics of painting.

"I want to try the lifestyle of those street artists."——When Qin Yun asked, Chu Lei replied—in fact, she just wanted to keep herself busy.Although reason told her that breaking up was the right choice, there was always an emotional voice urging her to fly to the United States to take a look.

—Maybe there is still room for redemption?

But she can't.

She has her arrogance.She is a daughter raised by her mother, no matter how sad she is, she is reluctant to let herself humbly pray for the man to change his mind.

So she fills her time, her mind, with new hobbies, the fulfillment she needs to live her life to forget the pain of losing a relationship.Time told her it worked.

And Qin Yun gave Chu Lei the greatest psychological support.

Compared with the original Lin Nianping's education for Chu Lei, who paid more attention to whether her grades are excellent, whether she is fed and clothed, Qin Yun pays more attention to communication-the relationship between relatives is not just the clean clothes that are put on the bed every morning And a table of hand-cooked dinners in the evening is more about mutual need and communication emotionally.

Perhaps this is also related to Qin Yun's failure to raise children in her previous life.When she wore it, Chu Lei was already a big girl in her 20s, and she naturally brought into the model of equal and respectful friends.

The days passed quietly under the brush of Chu Lei. Because of her hard work in learning, the old painter liked her very much, and gradually not only taught some basics.

******

After all, Qin Yun accepted the gallery's invitation to provide paintings to the gallery in France, and the works were picked up by gallery manager David Masson in person every once in a while.

"Mom, were you sad when you divorced Dad?" Chu Lei's voice sounded a little sullen.

The paintbrush in Qin Yun's hand paused, and she turned her head to look at Chu Lei's little face, which was gradually returning to its former glory.

This is a warm afternoon five months after Chu Lei and Liang Zhiwen broke up.The sun shines through the treetops, mottled on their bodies, and the breeze with the salty smell of seawater blows gently.On Qin Yun's drawing paper, there was only a rough outline of the beach in front of her.

"Of course," Qin Yun looked down at the messy draft, "I have been in love with your father for more than 20 years, and I never thought that our marriage would end like this." She turned to Chulei and put on a With a gentle look, "However, life is not always smooth sailing. We and your father had a happy 22 years, and now we are separated, which only shows that we are no longer suitable. This does not prevent me from continuing to love Live, believe that there are still good feelings in this world."

"Then...do you still love Dad?"

Qin Yun smiled, "For me, those are things of the past."

"But..." Chu Lei seemed to be troubled by something, and seemed hesitant.

"Leilei, life is about looking forward. Both your father and I have let go, he has a new life, and I don't feel that I am unfortunate because of the divorce. On the contrary, I feel that every day is full of hope. "

Qin Yun roughly guessed why Chu Lei was troubled: the enthusiastic and sincere gallery dealer Ma Sen showed more interest in her than a talented painter should.And Qin Yun didn't dislike this humorous and gentlemanly foreigner.She is willing to try to socialize with him.

Chu Lei turned her head to look at the beach, her mood was indeed contradictory.On the one hand, she condemned her changed father and hated the woman who broke up her family; on the other hand, she still hoped that her father would realize her mistakes and reconcile with her mother, so that the three of them would still be a happy family.However, there is another rational voice that often reminds her coldly in her mind that her "model father" will not come back, and even if she does, the family will never be able to return to the simple and happy time in the past.For parents, going their separate ways is the best result.

However, people are always selfish. For the same problem, it is always easier to persuade others than to persuade yourself.

Chu Lei's eyes fell on a family of three who were building a sandcastle on the beach not far away. The little girl took the plastic bucket from her father and wanted to buckle a flat-topped spire on top of the sandcastle.

"After I divorced your father, I met that lady once." Qin Yun said softly—"The identity of that lady" is self-evident, "She found me. She was pregnant with your father at the time." The child is at least four or five months pregnant."

Chu Lei opened her eyes wide in surprise and looked at her.

At that time, Qin Yun was anxious to get rid of Xia Hanshan, so she deliberately concealed this from Chu Lei.At least at that time, she didn't want to see Xia Hanshan's disgusting face again in any form.And if Chu Lei knew that Du Mushang had swaggered to her door and said nonsense, she wouldn't just let it go.

"She cried and knelt down on the steps, begging me to remarry your father. She said she didn't interfere on purpose, but she loved your father too much and would rather be your father's child. And when your belated father saw her kneeling On the ground, I immediately accused me of being cold-blooded and vicious - because I didn't let the woman who hurt me badly and then came to the door and said that she insisted on squeezing into my family stand up in time."

The little girl on the beach pushed too hard and the sandcastle collapsed.She seemed to be petrified by her own recklessness, she stared blankly at the shapeless pile of sand for a while, then suddenly threw away the plastic bucket, sat down on the beach and burst into tears.

Qin Yun looked at the crying little girl tenderly, the child's mother felt her gaze, smiled at her awkwardly, and she smiled back understandingly.

"In the 22 years before that, your father and I had a very good relationship. But at that time, I even doubted whether the person who had been in love with me for 22 years was your father." Qin Yun's voice trembled just right, " The relationship that has lasted for so long—those happy bits and pieces, almost accounted for one-third of the time spent together, in your father's heart, it is not as important as a woman who has only known each other for a few months."

"mom……"

Qin Yun shook her head, looking as if she was shaking off unpleasant memories, "When your father pursued me, he said he liked my noble and elegant temperament. When we divorced, he said that my elegance made him feel that he couldn't be more proud of me. Climbing. When a person is eager to get rid of the burden that hinders his pursuit of happiness, he will turn black and white, and stab other people's hearts without scruples."

"Mom! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Chu Lei was shocked, and she cried and hugged Qin Yun.She was wrong, she shouldn't bring up the past and break her mother's heart again.

Qin Yun patted Chulei's back lightly, and looked over her shoulder. The little girl on the beach had stopped crying after being comforted by her parents. Her parents were filling a bucket with sand and helping her build a new Sandcastle.

"But... no matter what happened between me and your father, I believe he still loves you." Qin Yun added softly.

"No." Chu Lei denied it almost immediately, she remembered that her father slapped her hard because of the woman outside.At that time, her father had the most ferocious face she had ever seen in her life.

"...Then, do you hate Dad?" After an unknown amount of time, Chu Lei left Qin Yun's embrace and asked in an inaudible voice.

"For me, those are things in the past." Qin Yun still answered her with these words.

The love and hatred between Lin Nianping and Xia Hanshan had nothing to do with her at all, so of course she has neither love nor hatred.If it was Lin Nianping, after experiencing such a heart-wrenching injury, I am afraid that she would not be able to forgive her ex-husband, nor would she be able to forgive herself for choosing such a husband.But for her who accepted Nianping's life halfway, all her worries were nothing more than Chu Lei seeing Xia Hanshan's embarrassment after returning to Taiwan, and she would ask her to help him because of overflowing sympathy—blood is thicker than Water, no matter how much Chu Lei hated it, it was her father who had been in love with her for more than 20 years—and this kind of request was exactly what Qin Yun could not agree to.

Adults are called adults because they take responsibility for what they do.Even if Xia Hanshan considers himself a "child who won't grow up", it should be his parents who are no longer alive who wipe his buttocks, no matter what counts, it will not be her "ex-wife".

Chu Lei took the initiative to bring up this topic today, which just saved her trouble.Originally, she planned to "accidentally" let Chu Lei discover the letter from Lin Yi about Xia Hanshan's recent situation.

Qin Yun didn't want Chu Lei to hate her father.Not her mother, but she knows how a father affects a girl's life.Although Xia Hanshan is not a mature man, he used to be a reasonably qualified father. As for whether he can continue to be qualified in the future, it is up to him.

She will not restrict Chu Lei's contact with Xia Hanshan, but she will not deliberately instigate Chu Lei to stay away from Xia Hanshan.Rather than forcefully instilling your own ideas into her, it is better to guide her to learn how to recognize and analyze people.Let her observe with her own eyes, think with her own mind, and make choices that do not violate her heart.

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☆、Xia Hanshan

It was still early spring, but the weather was already warm.The office windows were half open and the other half remained closed.The sunlight shone on the glass, reflecting dirty dust, oil stains and a few fingerprints of unknown persons. Because of this dirt, the figure on the window appeared a bit blurred.

A wisp of smoke curled up from the window.

Looking at the cigarette in his hand, Xia Hanshan sighed heavily - he just sent away his former classmate and current creditor.

"Han Shan, it's not that I don't care about people. I believed in your ability when I lent you the money, but it's been so long, you..." Just a few minutes ago, the old classmate sat here with an awkward expression that hesitated to speak. Call him for debt.From the moment he entered the door, Xia Hanshan knew what he wanted to say, but he really didn't have the courage to listen.

"...I'm not forcing you, it's really too much money, it's okay for a few months, but it's been more than a year now. Look..."

The old classmate still said it—Xia Hanshan wished he could cover his ears, but he could only sigh and promised to sell the hospital and pay back the debt as soon as possible.After some reassurance and reassurance, the old classmate left with a dubious expression.

The cigarette in his hand was almost half burnt, Xia Hanshan took a deep breath, and then he coughed up tears from being choked.It's been decades since I touched a cigarette...

Find a place to twist out the cigarette butt, put on your coat, walk through the deserted hospital corridor to the door, Xia Hanshan did not drive, but walked along the street for a while, found a tavern and sat down.Although it's not the end of working hours yet, there are almost no patients and doctors in the hospital, and it can no longer be called a hospital. His dean has long been in name only.

Ever since he owed debts due to divorce, life seemed to have deviated from the established track—no, before that, since he fell in love with Du Mushang, things were out of control.

Thinking of Du Mushang, Xia Hanshan sighed again, his no longer vigorous face was reflected in the wine glass.

The woman who was once gentle and watery now only hugs the child and sighs sadly, and the theme of each time must be Yuting's unhealed illness, what kind of medicine or nutritional supplements Zailei needs-everything is inseparable. money.

money.

Xia Hanshan took a sip of wine.

At the beginning of his business, he also worried about money, but at that time everything seemed to be full of hope.He is young, aggressive, medically skilled, and has a wife who supports him and helps him.No matter how hard and tired he is, when he wakes up every day, he knows that things are going in a good direction.

He shook his head, as if drinking too fast, dizzy.

I don't know if it was his illusion.It seemed that the divorce had taken away all his good luck for decades - his son was born prematurely, his stepdaughter was sick, and he couldn't repay the huge debt... and the doctors in the hospital who resigned one after another, even the intern he admired most The doctor Xiaofang also submitted an application for resignation under the pretext of something happening in his hometown, and quietly moved to another hospital.

He once suspected that his ex-wife was behind the scenes, but she had taken Chu Lei on a trip abroad more than a year ago, and she didn't even come back for the Chinese New Year.

The tavern faces the street, bustling outside, but quiet inside.He suddenly felt a little cold, as if the wine he drank had turned into ice water, piercing him in the stomach.

After recruiting the boss to calculate the price of the drink, Xia Hanshan got up and walked out of the tavern, reached out to hail a taxi, and familiarly reported the address of his ex-wife's house.

Since he was drunk a few weeks ago and asked the taxi driver to drive him back to his old home in a daze, it has become his habit to visit the old house every few days.

He called it "the old house"—he was already nostalgic for the past.

Every time I caress the railing of the old house, I feel like seeing Nianping's gentle smiling face again.She came out of the study, stood in the porch to meet him, and told him that dinner was ready.Not long after, daughter Lei Lei also came back from school, happily walked around the dining table, and kissed him and Nian Ping each with the smell of fresh air outside.

He used to complain that his thoughts were too rigid, but he himself was so busy every day that he forgot to maintain the relationship between husband and wife.He thinks his wife should wait for him at home without complaint or regret, even if he...

The taxi parked steadily in front of the old house, he took out a banknote and handed it to the driver, got out of the car staggeringly, and walked to the door with weak footsteps.The door was still tightly locked, and he rested his head on the carved door, the freezing temperature made him a little more awake.

He raised his head and looked at the courtyard through the gap between the railings.The courtyard is still lush and lush, Nianping entrusted the villa to Lin Yi, and someone will come to clean the room and repair the lawn every once in a while.

"There is a loquat tree in the courtyard, which was planted by my wife when she died. Now it is as graceful as a canopy." Xia Hanshan shook his head, not knowing why he was getting nervous.

Nianping is not dead, she is still traveling abroad with her child.I heard from a friend that her paintings were sold in a gallery in France, and they sold very well.

Nianping has always been like this, gentle and elegant on the outside, but strong and unyielding on the inside.Except that she no longer loves him, nothing has changed.

He asked his friends to find the addresses of Nianping and Leilei, but he never had the courage to write to them.The note with the address on it was in the pocket of his white coat, and when he remembered it occasionally, he took it out to have a look.

On the other side of the address is his gentle and beautiful ex-wife, and his heartbroken daughter who was slapped by him.

He couldn't help knocking his head on the railing of the gate.How can he be serious with the child?To Leilei, Du Mushang is a woman who wants to break up their family.

Xia Hanshan was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head.

It's nothing new.

Du Mushang was pregnant with his child, so of course he wanted the child to be born in a legitimate way, and he had been full of expectations for this child.He likes children, especially boys, but this sickly boy who was born under his expectation has emptied his energy and pockets.

"What's the use of a boy, a sick boy is not as good as a healthy and cheerful daughter." He muttered something, as if he was blaming himself for being late.

******

As the sky gradually darkened, Xia Hanshan slowly came to his senses, cast a reluctant glance at his former home, turned and left.Walking back to the hospital on foot, the gate of the hospital was already closed—there were no patients, and naturally there was no need for a doctor on night shift—he turned to the parking lot, got into the car slowly and drove back to Shuiyuan Road.

If possible, he hopes that the road back will never end.There's really no point in going back to that "home" full of nagging, tears, and the smell of baby diapers.But there was nowhere else for him to go.

For a while, to escape that disgusting house, he lived in a hospital.But within three days, Du Mushang ran over to see him with the child in his arms.She saw the devastation of the hospital, and cried to him eagerly.He couldn't get angry with her, because her words were self-blaming, and he was discouraged, so he had to go home with her.

He parked the car downstairs and stood in front of the Danshui River for a while, the lights on the river were cast softly on the surface of the river, and the sound of the gurgling water gently beat on his eardrums.

He took a deep breath of the moist night air, turned and went upstairs.

In the corner of the living room, a small night light was dimly on.Xia Hanshan used this bean light to light up the floor lamp beside the sofa.

"Han Shan, you're back." The bedroom door opened quietly, as if the person inside the door was waiting for him specially.

Xia Hanshan glanced at Du Mushang who was wearing a morning sash, and gave a vague "hmm" as a response.

Du Mushang closed the door of the room softly, and said softly with a flattering smile, "Have you had dinner yet? I made your favorite dish today. Do you want to warm it up? You..."

"No need." He took off his coat and casually put it on the hanger.He just wants to rest early, the word "home" is roughly equivalent to a hotel.

Du Mushang looked at Xia Hanshan quietly - his brows were wrinkled again, is there something bothering him?he is always upset...

"Is the hospital... better?" she asked bravely.She just wanted to talk to him, anything.She knew that he had a deep prejudice against her, but she still wanted to try and ask him to look at her.

Xia Hanshan paused when he undid the cuff buttons, "The hospital will be sold soon."

"Why..." Du Mushang was startled, and immediately covered his mouth, but Xia Hanshan still heard it.

"It's not because of the money." He ruthlessly tore off his cuff buttons, glared at her, walked quickly into the bathroom, and closed the door loudly as if to vent his anger.

The baby who just turned one year old started crying again, Du Mushang hurried back to the bedroom, picked up the baby and softly comforted him.After a while, Yu Ting pushed open the door of her room.

"Is it Uncle Xia again?" Yu Ting asked with a pale face.

Du Mushang held Zailei in his arms, and smiled at his daughter, "It's okay, your Uncle Xia is in a bad mood. It's okay now, go back to sleep. Tomorrow..."

"Mom," Yu Ting suddenly interrupted her, and asked slowly and tentatively, "Have you ever thought about...divorcing Uncle Xia?"

"Yu Ting! What nonsense are you talking about!? Are you sick again?" Du Mushang stepped forward in shock and grabbed Yu Ting's arm, preventing her from continuing.She wanted to touch her forehead in a panic, but was avoided.

"I'm not sick!" Yu Ting suddenly raised her voice, "I've never been so sober!" After a pause, she resumed her sickly tone, "You are not suitable for Uncle Xia, you shouldn't be with him. It's like I shouldn't be with Zhizhong." She took a step back suddenly and looked at her mother warily, as if she was afraid that she would come to touch her forehead again and give her a "sick" diagnosis.

Du Mushang just looked at her blankly, Yu Ting was relieved.

"You shouldn't be with Uncle Xia. You are not happy, this is retribution." After she finished speaking slowly, she turned and left satisfied.

……

I don't know how long it took to coax the child in Du Mushang's arms to stop crying endlessly.

It started to rain outside the window.The sound of pattering rain came in through the half-opened window, and Yu Ting's words, like thunder in a rainy night, echoed in her mind again and again.

——"Have you ever thought about divorcing Uncle Xia?

"Ever thought about divorce?

"Do you have?

"Do you have?

"Do you have?!"

"No!" Du Mushang growled involuntarily, and then covered his mouth again - Zailei was still asleep in the crib.

She can't divorce, she can't leave Hanshan.

She has no income, she has two sick children who need to be taken care of, and she still has feelings for Han Shan.

That's right.This marriage was won by her dishonorably, but they once loved each other.

Han Shan appeared in her life as a savior, sympathized with her, took pity on her, and cared for her.The world that had been frozen for more than ten years suddenly blossomed in spring because of his appearance.In order to keep this warmth, she can give up everything.

She loves him.For him, she could even abandon her dignity and kneel in front of his ex-wife to beg for forgiveness.

She can't live without him.

******

Although the hospital is listed on the real estate company, there are many consultations, but few really want to buy.

The old classmate's face was still ugly, but he also lost some doubts after seeing the sign for sale, and his attitude eased a lot when he came to collect debts, even with a tone of persuasion to make him open.

Xia Hanshan used the excuse that he was busy negotiating with the purchaser, so he returned to Shuiyuan Road later and later, and lingered in the old house for longer and longer.

Time passed quietly between the real estate company and the old house like this, it seemed to pass very slowly, but also seemed to pass quickly.

He has stopped drinking.As a doctor, he knows all too well the dangers of alcohol.When he misses Lei Lei, he unfolds the small note with the address written on it and takes a look.Most of the time, he stood outside the old house, stroking the door that would never be opened to him in a daze.

He seldom drives to the old house. He usually parks the car at the hospital, and then walks through the noisy and bustling streets, using his footsteps to measure the distance that was once so familiar.

Many details that he hadn't paid attention to were laid out with his day-to-day steps - the shopping mall that Nianping often visited, the open-air cafe outside the shopping mall, and the old bookstore a little further ahead.And Lei Lei's favorite clothing store.

Men, women, families of three with children, couples in pairs...in twos and threes, bustling streets filled the weekend.Such scenes often made him mistakenly think that Chu Lei would suddenly run out of a small shop, smiling and inviting her friends to sit at home—just like every weekend when they were a family a long time ago.

Xia Hanshan shook his head, he shouldn't have such expectations anymore.

Turn around an intersection and walk a short distance to the familiar villa. .

Xia Hanshan stopped suddenly, one of the two people walking under the palm tree not far away seemed to be...

"Leilei?" He wanted to rub his eyes, but he was afraid of shattering the figure in front of him.

He eagerly took a few steps forward, then stopped abruptly.Lei Lei hates him... After hurting his daughter like that, how could he have the face to make her call him "Daddy" again.What's more, he hasn't written a single letter to her in the past two years, so she must think that her father no longer cares about her.

But he still couldn't help following from afar.Lei Lei has changed, she is full of confidence in her gestures, and even has a bit of a mature demeanor after being honed.She was holding a paper bag, walking and chatting with Lin Yi, who was also holding a paper bag beside her, with a cheerful smile on her face.

This is his daughter—he has never felt such real and pure pride because of this recognition—he was also proud of his daughter before, but that pride was always mixed with "it's a pity that it's not a boy" sorry.

After all, he didn't muster up the courage to chase after him.He followed behind Lei Lei and stopped far away at the corner of the street, watching his daughter and Lin Yi disappear through the gate of the villa.

After knowing that his ex-wife brought Lei Lei back to China, Xia Hanshan no longer went to the old house often.He felt a feeling of cowardice in his heart, and he didn't even dare to take another step on the street leading to the old house.

He often leans against the window of the office in a daze.The shade outside the window is like a cover.

******

Du Mushang was pleasantly surprised.Recently, Xia Hanshan came home suddenly early, and it was like this for several days in a row.At first, she thought that the situation in the hospital had improved, but Xia Hanshan's still gloomy expression made her deny this conjecture.

In any case, he was willing to go home early, and Du Mushang seemed to see the hope of getting back together, so he packed up again.But Xia Hanshan ignored her changes, and still ate and slept without looking sideways.And in the conversation between them, she still talked a lot and he answered little.Only when Zailei is mentioned, his expression will be richer, but it is fleeting.

He's even suspiciously often lost in thought.At that time, the lines of his face would become very soft, and occasionally he would sigh heavily.

Xia Hanshan's uncharacteristic behavior made Du Mushang full of doubts—maybe this absent-minded man has new feelings outside?She was taken aback by her own thoughts. For a moment, she thought of Yu Ting who was still recovering.

How should she live after leaving Hanshan?

She is deeply dependent on him both emotionally and financially.

She began to fidget.As soon as Han Shan went out, she wondered if he was going with another gentle and beautiful woman behind her back, who could understand him, tolerate him, and even help him.As soon as he came back, she couldn't help but search his face for signs of empathy.When alone, she couldn't help blaming herself for not trusting him enough.

She was about to be tormented mad by her own worry about gain and loss.Finally, she entrusted Zaileito to her neighbors, locked her daughter at home, and slipped away to Xia Hanshan's hospital on an ordinary afternoon.

The door of the hospital was locked, and only one small door was left open.The corridor was very clean, so clean that it was a bit cold.She went up to the second floor lightly, the door of the dean's room was ajar, Xia Hanshan was facing the window, staring at the slowly burning cigarette in his hand.

Du Mushang stood outside the door for a while, then retreated lightly, and sat down on a bench not far from the hospital gate.

The summer sun made her breathless, and the heavy heart was like a pair of huge and irresistible hands, tightly strangling her throat.Every breath is so hard.

Han Shan never smoked.But at that moment, she clearly saw a thin layer of dust covering the floor of the office, the table, and everything she could see, and there were even a few twisted cigarettes left on the window sill that hadn't been cleaned up in time. clean traces.Every detail shows that this is not a suitable place to have an affair.

Is she thinking too much?

A teenage boy speeding past her on a motorcycle with a cigarette in his mouth.Du Mushang suddenly remembered that not long ago, she also smelled smoke on Han Shan's body.The explanation he gave was that the client of the real estate company smoked a few cigarettes in his hospital, which left the smell of smoke on him.

Why did he lie to her?

Du Mushang's heart was like a mess.After an unknown amount of time, Xia Hanshan came out. He walked slowly through the small parking lot in the hospital, and stopped in front of his car.From Du Mushang's perspective, Xia Hanshan seemed to be staring at his own reflection on the car window in a daze.Just when Du Mushang was hesitating whether to rent a car, Xia Hanshan suddenly turned around, strode out of the hospital gate with a determined determination, and walked towards Nian Ping's house without squinting.

Du Mushang stared at his back in disbelief.Although she had only been there once, when she was his lover, she had drawn the route from the hospital to the villa over and over again in her mind.It was one of the few consolations in her lonely time.

Maybe not to Nianping? ——Du Mushang hesitated to deny what he had just thought—how could he walk such a long distance on foot?

She followed behind him suspiciously. The person walking in front was determined and focused, completely unaware of the "tail" behind him.

If the suspicion of the resurgence of the husband and ex-wife's old relationship is just because of the woman's sensitive intuition, then as the road goes on, the unreasonable intuition is gradually becoming a heart-piercing