The person who came was Liang Chong's mother.

"Hui Zhou, Mom knows all about you."

The old lady got straight to the point, her white hair was obvious, and the wrinkles on her face were deep. Compared with Liang Yun, she didn't seem to be of the same age group at all.Jiang Tong was wearing a blue and white plaid turban, although it had faded, but it was very clean. She was holding a cloth bag in her hand, and she took out eggs, yellow peaches and apricots from it.

"...Mom, come in and sit down."

Jiang Tong was a little cautious, changed his slippers and walked slowly into the living room, but refused to sit down.

After Fu Huizhou closed the door and washed the fruits from the kitchen and brought them to her, she still stood awkwardly beside the sofa.

Fu Huizhou asked her to sit down again. The old man pinched the hem of his shirt and muttered, his eyes gradually turned red.She took a step closer to Fu Huizhou, and solemnly bowed to Fu Huizhou.

"Hui Zhou, Ah Chong is the one who is sorry for you, Mom apologized to you..."

"Mom, what are you doing? The matter between us has been settled. Don't do this."

Fu Huizhou hurriedly helped her up, he couldn't stand this bow.

He supported Jiang Tong's shoulders with both hands, took Jiang Tong to the sofa and sat down, picked a good-looking apple and handed it to her, "It's okay, Mom, do you have a place to live today? You can live with me."

"No, I've been staying in a hotel with Ah Chong these days." Jiang Tong stroked the apple, turned around and looked around, "Even the wallpaper has been changed..."

"Well, I reinstalled it according to my own preferences."

This sentence did not know which nerve touched Jiang Tong, she raised her hand to cover her face, her shoulders trembled finely, the sobbing was suppressed in the palm of her hand but it had the opposite effect, and her sad emotions were released infinitely.

She slid down from the sofa, and suddenly knelt down facing Fu Huizhou, "Huizhou, don't get divorced, Ah Chong can't do without you..."

"What are you doing, get up!" Fu Huizhou put down the water glass in his hand, and lifted Jiang Tong up by his armpit, but Jiang Tong grabbed his forearm and seemed to kowtow to him .

"Huizhou! Mom knelt down for you, let's give Ah Chong another chance. Mom is not forcing you. Ah Chong has been begging me to help him every day these days. You guys meet and have a good talk, Mom! You kowtow!"

"Mom! Mom...you get up first...Mom, we're done..."

"Huizhou, I'm sorry, it's because I didn't educate Ah Chong well...I beg you..."

"Mom, get up first, Mom..." Fu Huizhou is not good at dealing with such situations, if Qiao Zhuo...

Impossible, he will have to learn to face it by himself in the future, he has no one to rely on.

I'm sorry Qiao Zhuo, if I am 20 years old now, and I have never met Liang Chong, or Fu Huizhou who has experienced a failed marriage, then I will definitely promise you and accompany you to face any obstacles.

But 28-year-old Fu Huizhou is a cowardly and useless person. He has no courage, and he is not worthy to stand beside such an excellent you.

"Mom, I already have someone I like, so... Liang Chong and I have no chance."

Jiang Tong finally stopped moving, and after a brief moment of stupefaction, she cried more violently. Fu Huizhou hugged her in his arms to comfort her. This was their last farewell.

After a long time, the room fell silent.

"Thank you Huizhou, Mom... No, Auntie is leaving now."

Fu Huizhou sighed, his shoulders were already soaked with tears, "...Mom, I'll see you off."

He got up to send Jiang Tong downstairs, and when he stepped down the steps in front of the last unit, Liang Chongzheng was standing by the car watching him.

They sent Jiang Tong into the car silently, and walked away tacitly, Liang Chong said: "Hui Zhou, no one will ever love me like you did when you loved me."

"I don't hesitate to go upstairs even when I'm downstairs, and let your 60-plus-year-old mother beg me, Liang Chong, to be nice to your mother."

"Can I hug you again?" Liang Chong ignored the bad words, and approached him with open arms.

"Sorry, no."

Liang Chong smiled, no longer insisted, turned around and returned to the car.

Watching Jiang Tong leave, Fu Huizhou dragged his exhausted body back home, paralyzed himself on the sofa to regain his senses.The wet pajamas stuck to his shoulders was too uncomfortable, and Jiang Tong's tearful eyes hurt his heart.

That was a woman who cared more for her than her biological mother, Jiang Tong could not be ruled out as the reason for being able to persist in marriage for so many years.Just now Jiang Tong knelt down and kowtowed to him in front of this sofa, which felt very unpleasant.

Unexpectedly, he opened the guest room where Qiao Zhuo lived. This was the first time he opened the door in seven days.

The sheets were stretched very flat, the closet was empty, and there were no large or small charger plugs on the power strip, only the gray pajamas bought for Qiao Zhuo were neatly placed on the pillow.

Qiao Zhuo left too hastily, maybe it was all because of his resolute refusal.If it weren't for this, Qiao Zhuo would definitely wash his pajamas clean, and there would be no trace left in this house.

He took off the pajamas that were wet on his shoulders, wrapped the gray pajamas that were one size larger around his body, and pulled the collar to the tip of his nose.

The TV shows are all lies, and Qiao Zhuo's breath can't be found on the clothes.

He took the mobile phone, put on Qiao Zhuo's pajamas, and lay down under the quilt covered by Qiao Zhuo.He lay on his side and curled himself up into a ball. No one could share today's irritability.

The belated sadness caught up with the last train on the last day of the holiday, and the real feeling of missing Qiao Zhuo was magnified in his naturally dull mind.

The end result is that both pajamas are soaked with tears, and no good-for-nothing coward is born with the inability to learn to take the initiative.

He couldn't sleep, and succumbed to his dependence on the phone's recordings. However, he hadn't listened to it for so long that he even forgot which passage was the most suitable. He clicked on it based on his impression, adjusted the volume and placed it next to his pillow.

Only a few minutes passed, and the drowsiness didn't find his direction, and his own voice suddenly came from the phone, "Qiao Zhuo! I'm here!"

He tapped the wrong recording.

This is the waste recording that he mistakenly recorded himself in when he went to pick Qiao Zhuo to eat pickled fish together.

The gate of Y was very lively that day, Qiao Zhuo was very handsome that day, and the dinner that day was very happy.

He parked the car on the side of the road, Qiao Zhuo ran towards him, all the time, Qiao Zhuo ran towards him.

He flipped through the photos of the two of them on his phone, and suddenly clicked on a video, in which he called Qiao Zhuo's name in the corridor of the hospital, and the location was in the corridor outside the dentistry.

Qiao Zhuo asked him why he made a video to commemorate, and he replied that Qiao Zhuo is very cute now, but at that time, he smiled happily.

The trembling of the shoulders became obvious, and he covered his head under the quilt. There would be a lot of tears on the bed sheet tomorrow morning. His colleagues would not ask him about Qiao Zhuo, but only why his eyes were swollen.

The author says:

Come on, I wish you a happy tomorrow.

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