Demolition of the bridge across the river

The dog Xiaohe had already run to the door and stared at the handle, Bianqiao frowned, got out of bed and opened the door.

Just as the door was opened, there was another crack.

This time they all heard clearly, it was the sound of glass breaking on the floor, coming from the bedroom of my aunt and uncle.

Gou Xiaohe hurriedly stepped on his slippers and went out. Before reaching the door of their room, he heard his aunt screaming sharply: "Then you get out!"

"I'm leaving?" Uncle's voice was much calmer than that of his aunt, but Gou Xiaohe heard his mocking tone clearly, "Think about whose house this is."

Bian Qiao's brows hadn't opened since just now, and when he heard this, he frowned again.

There was a moment of silence in the bedroom, and then, the solid wood door was slammed open, hitting the wall with a shocking sound, my aunt strode out of the bedroom in her pajamas, her eyes were scarlet, her lips were trembling with anger, and she hit the door Gou Xiaohe and Bianqiao at the door.

"Auntie..." Gou Xiaohe opened his mouth in amazement.

As soon as he yelled, his arm was grabbed by his aunt, and he walked directly to the stairs.

Gou Xiaohe was caught off guard and staggered.

He quickly stabilized the soles of his feet. My aunt was now being overwhelmed by emotions, and she was very strong. Her beautifully maintained nails were embedded in her arms, and they were painful to hold.

Although Gou Xiaohe is thin, the physical difference brought about by gender is there. If he wants to break away from his aunt, it will not be difficult for him.But in his aunt's state, he would never let her go out by herself, so he could only quickly adjust his steps so that he would not slip and fall down the stairs.

In a panic, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Bianqiao. Before he could say a word, he was dragged downstairs by his aunt.

Bian Qiao didn't react for a while, but when he came back to his senses, he quickly followed up and stopped Auntie and Gou Xiaohe.

"Aunt." He pursed his lips, took the initiative to call out this almost unfamiliar title, and looked at his aunt, "It's late, don't be impulsive if you have something to do."

"You let her go!" The uncle heard it and shouted in the bedroom, "Auntie, what auntie? Has she treated you like a family member all these years?!"

Auntie's shoulders were shaking, and her nails sank deeper into Gou Xiaohe's arms.

Facing Bianqiao, she tried her best to calm herself down, but she still didn't stop on her feet, leaving only one sentence, "Stay with your dad, his blood pressure has risen in the past two years", and squeezed through the corridor without hesitation.

Pulling down the satchel at the entrance, she took Gou Xiaohe and slammed the door out.

Gou Xiaohe had never encountered such a situation, he didn't know what to do, and he didn't dare to stop her.

He followed his aunt to the garage and sat in the car. Seeing his aunt buried her face on the steering wheel and took a few deep breaths, he felt uncomfortable. He raised his hand and stroked her back, calling her softly, "Auntie."

My aunt ignored him, but buried her face deeper, her shoulders trembling more violently.

Since he was taken to live in the city, except for the time when his aunt pierced her feet, this was the first time Gou Xiaohe saw her like this.

During these years of getting along, he once thought that his aunt should be in a hurry, unrestrained and unrestrained; she should be the aunt who can be orderly, calm and self-sufficient when she goes to grandma's funeral.

"Auntie, if you are really unhappy, let's get a divorce."

Gou Xiaohe didn't know what happened between her and her uncle, so he could only comfort her from his own perspective.

"I've already been admitted to university, so you don't have to worry about my college entrance examination."

"It's okay to move out of the villa. We can rent a house first. Grandma left me a lot of money, and I've saved all the money you gave me over the years."

When my aunt heard that he was earnestly settling accounts, she stroked her messy hair and looked at him for a while with her head moved.

"It's so pitiful, do you really think I've been eating for nothing all these years?" She had a hoarse voice, with wet tears in her eyes, but she smiled weakly at Gou Xiaohe, "Can you drive? "

"I..." Gou Xiaohe was stunned.

"Forget it." My aunt patted her forehead, "I'm so angry that my mind is confused. Buckle up your seat belt."

My aunt drove the car to a community, which was a little far from the area where the villa was located, but it was also close to the city center.

This community is far from being as high-end as the villa area, and it has all the necessary configurations. After swiping the access control card to enter, the whole community has warm lighting, and many people are walking. There are even a group of aunties dancing in the small square.

"I bought the real estate a few years ago with my own money, and I didn't tell your uncle."

My aunt parked the car in the basement, took him into the elevator, and went to the door of a house, unlocked the door and entered.

"My own home." She turned on the light and smiled at Gou Xiaohe, "It will be your new home from now on, welcome."

Gou Xiaohe had never inquired about his uncle's business in detail, he only knew that they were very busy, and since his aunt and uncle were together, he had been by his side to help him.

He didn't know until today that my aunt not only has her own house, but also has an independent income.

She has been preparing for life after divorce.

Gou Xiaohe walked around this three-bedroom, two-living room home, and he could see that his aunt had her own requirements for the quality of life, so she specially built a quiet room for exercise and fitness.

"You are amazing, auntie." He praised from the bottom of his heart.

"What's so amazing, I learned all the basic things I did as a junior." My aunt opened a bottle of wine from the cupboard, and leaned against the bar counter to laugh at herself.

When she returned to her home, she no longer concealed her state at all, and her emotions fell back extremely quickly.

"Don't say that." Sitting across from her, Gou Xiaohe felt very uncomfortable when he heard her apply that word to himself.

My aunt stared blankly at the wine bottle for a while, then suddenly said: "Every time I finish arguing with your uncle and watch him slam the door and walk away, or I walk away with my bag, what I think is actually Bianqiao's mother."

Gou Xiaohe was taken aback.

"People really can't do things that go against their conscience, Xiao He. No matter how many years they have made excuses for themselves and ruined other people's families, they are the third party and will receive the same punishment sooner or later."

My aunt's nose turned red again.

"When Bianqiao's mother quarreled with your uncle over and over again, it might be my current mood."

"Every time Bianqiao sees me arguing with his father, he must think the same way."

"It's all my retribution, I deserve it."

"So I don't even have the qualifications to pity myself. These words are actually the last thing I should tell you, but apart from you in this world, I really..."

My aunt's face was flushed from drinking, and with a slight shake of her eyelids, streams of tears burst out.

She simply closed her eyes, leaned on the bar counter and supported her forehead, the corners of her mouth trembling silently, more words were choked by tears in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.

Until my aunt fell asleep on the sofa, Gou Xiaohe could only be silent besides accompanying her distressedly.

Just like what my aunt once told him, people have to live, and they have come to this point, whether they are right or wrong, they can only look forward, and no one can look back.

He took a blanket for his aunt and put it on his body, and he nestled on the sofa at the other end for a while, missing Bianqiao very much.

He really wanted his aunt to divorce, and he really started to worry about how he and Bian Qiao would get along with each other in the future based on the current relationship between his aunt and uncle and their state after divorce.

——In the afternoon, Bianqiao also asked him if he didn't want his family to know that they were in a relationship. With the current atmosphere, they really knew that the two adults must have gone crazy?

It was too sudden when I was taken out by my aunt, I didn't take my mobile phone, and I didn't have time to change my slippers.He didn't dare to run back with his aunt in this state, for fear that she would vomit in the middle of her sleep.

He fumbled to turn on his aunt's computer, trying to send a WeChat message to Bianqiao, but was blocked by the power-on password.

Gou Xiaohe has not been so confused for a long time.

The last time his grandma had just left, he thought he could only live alone in the future.

There is only one thing in common between today and that day, that is, he misses Bianqiao very much.

The feeling of missing things mixed with things is too exhausting.Gou Xiaohe thought wildly in the middle of the night, took care of his aunt and vomited once, curled up on the sofa half asleep and half awake and stared until dawn.

Seeing that his aunt had completely settled down and fell asleep, he couldn't bear it any longer. He wrote down the house number of his aunt's house and took a taxi back to the villa.

He didn't have a mobile phone, and when he was in a hurry to go out, he forgot to find some cash from his aunt. When he arrived at the gate of the villa's community, he could only discuss with the driver and wait for him to go in to get the money and come out to pay the bill.

Lying in front of the car window and raising his hands to assure that he is definitely not a liar, Gou Xiaohe saw a familiar figure from the corner of his eye, walking out of the community in a hurry, lowered his head to answer the phone, and was going to pull the door of an online car-hailing car.

"Bianqiao!" His eyes lit up, and he immediately straightened up and shouted.

Bian Qiao paused, and looked at him suddenly, his gaze was as straight as a knife, his face was so pale that it was ugly, and the corners of his eyes were bloodshot from the night.