Chapter 49
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The diary is a thick one more than ten years ago, which fully records the love and hatred silently swallowed by a gentle housewife for a whole year.
Ling Han just opened a page at will, and the purpose was unspeakable suffocation.
"When the car stopped, I thought of taking an umbrella to pick up Dongming. He was cold and was about to cough in the rain. At that time, he would feel uncomfortable for a long time. But through the window, I saw the bright woman in the car talking in his ear and laughing wantonly. On his face, there was also the lightness I had not seen for a long time. I knew that we were about to end."
On a Friday night eleven years ago, Ling Dongming came back from a dinner party. Wen Qingwan went to bed early as usual. As usual, he went straight to the study and stayed all night.
"July 25th, sunny, my mother was seriously ill. I went back to my mother's house and told my mother what I wanted to be separated from Dongming. My mother probably knew something and advised me to be broad-minded and to keep my family business. It's common for men to be away from home. I can't consider being alone, but I should also think of Han Er, who was sent abroad to study since childhood. My mother said that the woman was not old and that she still had a girl with her, If you enter the door and add a son and a half to Dongming, how can Han Er get along with herself at that time? After all, my mother is more far-reaching than I think. If the idea of divorce is broken, let's break it... "
"Today is the Mid Autumn Festival. Dongming said that the company had something to do but didn't come back. Han'er called me overseas, saying that his studies there were about to be completed and his grades were excellent. His tutor recommended Zhibo. I was afraid that han'er would not come back, pretending to be angry, getting angry with him, and making him return home before the new year. I was afraid that my body wouldn't last long, and people would walk in the cold tea. At least when han'er returned home, He handed over to him all the properties he had bought over the years. "
"On December 15, Yin, Han Er returned home today. Dongming was on a business trip. Although he told the housekeeper to pick up the plane at the airport, I was still not at ease. I accidentally saw the woman at the airport, wearing a bright red coat, followed by a beautiful girl behind him. I must grow up later and be fascinated by many men. The woman seemed to know me and wanted to say hello to me, but I stumbled out of the airport and stood outside the airport, It was snowing outside. The girl stood behind me at some time and gave me an umbrella. She seemed to know everything. My heart was hurt and I had retreated repeatedly, but she let a little girl so brazenly trample on my self-esteem. '
‘……’
The bony fingers held the edge of the diary. Because of their strength, the veins on the back of their hands burst, as if they were trying to break blood vessels.
Ling Han's face sank a little bit. The diary left by Wen Qingwan reminded him day after day from six months ago that the time when he had been ambiguous with ye Huanyan was a complete joke. The so-called love based on his mother's dignity has become his deep guilt for his mother now.
He still remembers that on the day of his return eleven years ago, he couldn't find the steward who picked up the plane at the airport. When he arrived outside the airport, he saw his mother in a trance with a small red umbrella in her hand, with snowflakes on her shoulders, and her face against a plain Beige coat was bloodless.
"Mom, why are you here, housekeeper? You're not in good health. How can you be brave?"
At that time, he couldn't understand his mother's deathly gray face. Only when she was in poor health and was blown by the cold wind in winter, did she get sick and feel a little trance.
"It's okay, let's go home."
Wen Qingwan, who has always been gentle, said the first sentence "go home" when he saw Ling Han that day, which was particularly firm.
The more persistent a person is, the less he can get.
After Ling Han returned home for half a year, Wen Qingwan became thinner and thinner day by day. It seemed that he was in better health at the new year. Ling Dongming rarely put down what he was doing and rushed back to the family reunion. But in the evening, he answered the phone and went out. It was also that night that Wen Qingwan lost his temper with the servants for no reason, dismissed all the servants at home, and threw things at home for the first time.
The doctor said that the spread of cancer cells led to the gloomy mood of patients, and there would be extreme changes in their psychology, which made them prepare mentally. Therefore, all this happened, which was not unexpected to Ling Han.
Afterwards, he went back to his room to rest with his thin, almost weightless mother, but she refused to sleep, saying that there was not much time, and asked him to take out the old record player at home and play it.
The old melody in the record player seems to be able to involve people in that simple and unsophisticated era.
Wenqingwan said, "Han Er, if you like a girl one day in the future, you must seriously like it."
At that time, Ling Han didn't care about love. Although he had a few paragraphs abroad, they all ended up together.
"Mom, why do you suddenly say this? My father made you sad?"
"No," wenqingwan shook his hand, "your father is very good. It has nothing to do with your father. I just see that you are so young and don't understand many things. I'm afraid you'll hurt the hearts of other girls one day."
"Why do you think your son is such an irresponsible person?"
"That's not true," she said with a rare smile. "My son, I know best. I don't care about anything at ordinary times. In fact, what I really care about is more than anyone."
Ling Han left home when he was a child. In fact, he didn't have much attachment to his parents' affection. He didn't take his gentle words to heart. He covered her with a quilt and was filial to her. He was a little impatient and wanted to go to the study to study his project information. When he walked to the door of the room, he heard the sentence said by Wen Qingwan, which was connected with the truth found in the future. It was too cruel and made him regret himself.
"Ling Han, if you don't like that girl one day, you must make it clear to her. Don't hide it. A woman's heart is the most sensitive. She can feel whether you like her or not. It's better to separate than to drag."
He was busy going to read the information at that time, and he didn't realize that when Wen Qingwan called him, he didn't shout "han'er" but "Ling Han". He also didn't realize that what Wen Qingwan said to him was actually for Ling Dongming.
The night was heavy, and the night wind beat on the window, making a rustling sound.
Ling Han closed his diary, locked it in the safe again, put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked to the window, staring at the night outside the window. He couldn't even tell whether the anger he was venting on ye Huanyan now was to hate her for not stopping Jiang Meilan from doing all the bad things, or to hate that he hadn't really done filial piety as a son of man.
It has been more than half a year since he knew what happened that year. That night, when he was drunk, ye Huanyan had a relationship with him without giving him a buffer time. His extremes and emotions could not be controlled. After missing that buffer time, they became more and more serious.
He also knew that ye Huanyan should not be blamed for what happened in those years.
But he knew better that it was not ye Huanyan's fault, and he had no reason to tangle with her anymore.
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The diary is a thick one more than ten years ago, which fully records the love and hatred silently swallowed by a gentle housewife for a whole year.
Ling Han just opened a page at will, and the purpose was unspeakable suffocation.
"When the car stopped, I thought of taking an umbrella to pick up Dongming. He was cold and was about to cough in the rain. At that time, he would feel uncomfortable for a long time. But through the window, I saw the bright woman in the car talking in his ear and laughing wantonly. On his face, there was also the lightness I had not seen for a long time. I knew that we were about to end."
On a Friday night eleven years ago, Ling Dongming came back from a dinner party. Wen Qingwan went to bed early as usual. As usual, he went straight to the study and stayed all night.
"July 25th, sunny, my mother was seriously ill. I went back to my mother's house and told my mother what I wanted to be separated from Dongming. My mother probably knew something and advised me to be broad-minded and to keep my family business. It's common for men to be away from home. I can't consider being alone, but I should also think of Han Er, who was sent abroad to study since childhood. My mother said that the woman was not old and that she still had a girl with her, If you enter the door and add a son and a half to Dongming, how can Han Er get along with herself at that time? After all, my mother is more far-reaching than I think. If the idea of divorce is broken, let's break it... "
"Today is the Mid Autumn Festival. Dongming said that the company had something to do but didn't come back. Han'er called me overseas, saying that his studies there were about to be completed and his grades were excellent. His tutor recommended Zhibo. I was afraid that han'er would not come back, pretending to be angry, getting angry with him, and making him return home before the new year. I was afraid that my body wouldn't last long, and people would walk in the cold tea. At least when han'er returned home, He handed over to him all the properties he had bought over the years. "
"On December 15, Yin, Han Er returned home today. Dongming was on a business trip. Although he told the housekeeper to pick up the plane at the airport, I was still not at ease. I accidentally saw the woman at the airport, wearing a bright red coat, followed by a beautiful girl behind him. I must grow up later and be fascinated by many men. The woman seemed to know me and wanted to say hello to me, but I stumbled out of the airport and stood outside the airport, It was snowing outside. The girl stood behind me at some time and gave me an umbrella. She seemed to know everything. My heart was hurt and I had retreated repeatedly, but she let a little girl so brazenly trample on my self-esteem. '
‘……’
The bony fingers held the edge of the diary. Because of their strength, the veins on the back of their hands burst, as if they were trying to break blood vessels.
Ling Han's face sank a little bit. The diary left by Wen Qingwan reminded him day after day from six months ago that the time when he had been ambiguous with ye Huanyan was a complete joke. The so-called love based on his mother's dignity has become his deep guilt for his mother now.
He still remembers that on the day of his return eleven years ago, he couldn't find the steward who picked up the plane at the airport. When he arrived outside the airport, he saw his mother in a trance with a small red umbrella in her hand, with snowflakes on her shoulders, and her face against a plain Beige coat was bloodless.
"Mom, why are you here, housekeeper? You're not in good health. How can you be brave?"
At that time, he couldn't understand his mother's deathly gray face. Only when she was in poor health and was blown by the cold wind in winter, did she get sick and feel a little trance.
"It's okay, let's go home."
Wen Qingwan, who has always been gentle, said the first sentence "go home" when he saw Ling Han that day, which was particularly firm.
The more persistent a person is, the less he can get.
After Ling Han returned home for half a year, Wen Qingwan became thinner and thinner day by day. It seemed that he was in better health at the new year. Ling Dongming rarely put down what he was doing and rushed back to the family reunion. But in the evening, he answered the phone and went out. It was also that night that Wen Qingwan lost his temper with the servants for no reason, dismissed all the servants at home, and threw things at home for the first time.
The doctor said that the spread of cancer cells led to the gloomy mood of patients, and there would be extreme changes in their psychology, which made them prepare mentally. Therefore, all this happened, which was not unexpected to Ling Han.
Afterwards, he went back to his room to rest with his thin, almost weightless mother, but she refused to sleep, saying that there was not much time, and asked him to take out the old record player at home and play it.
The old melody in the record player seems to be able to involve people in that simple and unsophisticated era.
Wenqingwan said, "Han Er, if you like a girl one day in the future, you must seriously like it."
At that time, Ling Han didn't care about love. Although he had a few paragraphs abroad, they all ended up together.
"Mom, why do you suddenly say this? My father made you sad?"
"No," wenqingwan shook his hand, "your father is very good. It has nothing to do with your father. I just see that you are so young and don't understand many things. I'm afraid you'll hurt the hearts of other girls one day."
"Why do you think your son is such an irresponsible person?"
"That's not true," she said with a rare smile. "My son, I know best. I don't care about anything at ordinary times. In fact, what I really care about is more than anyone."
Ling Han left home when he was a child. In fact, he didn't have much attachment to his parents' affection. He didn't take his gentle words to heart. He covered her with a quilt and was filial to her. He was a little impatient and wanted to go to the study to study his project information. When he walked to the door of the room, he heard the sentence said by Wen Qingwan, which was connected with the truth found in the future. It was too cruel and made him regret himself.
"Ling Han, if you don't like that girl one day, you must make it clear to her. Don't hide it. A woman's heart is the most sensitive. She can feel whether you like her or not. It's better to separate than to drag."
He was busy going to read the information at that time, and he didn't realize that when Wen Qingwan called him, he didn't shout "han'er" but "Ling Han". He also didn't realize that what Wen Qingwan said to him was actually for Ling Dongming.
The night was heavy, and the night wind beat on the window, making a rustling sound.
Ling Han closed his diary, locked it in the safe again, put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked to the window, staring at the night outside the window. He couldn't even tell whether the anger he was venting on ye Huanyan now was to hate her for not stopping Jiang Meilan from doing all the bad things, or to hate that he hadn't really done filial piety as a son of man.
It has been more than half a year since he knew what happened that year. That night, when he was drunk, ye Huanyan had a relationship with him without giving him a buffer time. His extremes and emotions could not be controlled. After missing that buffer time, they became more and more serious.
He also knew that ye Huanyan should not be blamed for what happened in those years.
But he knew better that it was not ye Huanyan's fault, and he had no reason to tangle with her anymore.
The diary is a thick one more than ten years ago, which fully records the love and hatred silently swallowed by a gentle housewife for a whole year.Ling Han just opened a page at will, and the purpose was unspeakable suffocation."When the car stopped, I thought of taking an umbrella to pick up Dongming. He was cold and was about to cough in the rain. At that time, he would feel uncomfortable for a long time. But through the window, I saw the bright woman in the car talking in his ear and laughing wantonly. On his face, there was also the lightness I had not seen for a long time. I knew that we were about to end."On a Friday night eleven years ago, Ling Dongming came back from a dinner party. Wen Qingwan went to bed early as usual. As usual, he went straight to the study and stayed all night."July 25th, sunny, my mother was seriously ill. I went back to my mother's house and told my mother what I wanted to be separated from Dongming. My mother probably knew something and advised me to be broad-minded and to keep my family business. It's common for men to be away from home. I can't consider being alone, but I should also think of Han Er, who was sent abroad to study since childhood. My mother said that the woman was not old and that she still had a girl with her, If you enter the door and add a son and a half to Dongming, how can Han Er get along with herself at that time? After all, my mother is more far-reaching than I think. If the idea of divorce is broken, let's break it... ""Today is the Mid Autumn Festival. Dongming said that the company had something to do but didn't come back. Han'er called me overseas, saying that his studies there were about to be completed and his grades were excellent. His tutor recommended Zhibo. I was afraid that han'er would not come back, pretending to be angry, getting angry with him, and making him return home before the new year. I was afraid that my body wouldn't last long, and people would walk in the cold tea. At least when han'er returned home, He handed over to him all the properties he had bought over the years. ""On December 15, Yin, Han Er returned home today. Dongming was on a business trip. Although he told the housekeeper to pick up the plane at the airport, I was still not at ease. I accidentally saw the woman at the airport, wearing a bright red coat, followed by a beautiful girl behind him. I must grow up later and be fascinated by many men. The woman seemed to know me and wanted to say hello to me, but I stumbled out of the airport and stood outside the airport, It was snowing outside. The girl stood behind me at some time and gave me an umbrella. She seemed to know everything. My heart was hurt and I had retreated repeatedly, but she let a little girl so brazenly trample on my self-esteem. ''The bony fingers held the edge of the diary. Because of their strength, the veins on the back of their hands burst, as if they were trying to break blood vessels.Ling Han's face sank a little bit. The diary left by Wen Qingwan reminded him day after day from six months ago that the time when he had been ambiguous with ye Huanyan was a complete joke. The so-called love based on his mother's dignity has become his deep guilt for his mother now.He still remembers that on the day of his return eleven years ago, he couldn't find the steward who picked up the plane at the airport. When he arrived outside the airport, he saw his mother in a trance with a small red umbrella in her hand, with snowflakes on her shoulders, and her face against a plain Beige coat was bloodless."Mom, why are you here, housekeeper? You're not in good health. How can you be brave?"At that time, he couldn't understand his mother's deathly gray face. Only when she was in poor health and was blown by the cold wind in winter, did she get sick and feel a little trance."It's okay, let's go home."Wen Qingwan, who has always been gentle, said the first sentence "go home" when he saw Ling Han that day, which was particularly firm.The more persistent a person is, the less he can get.After Ling Han returned home for half a year, Wen Qingwan became thinner and thinner day by day. It seemed that he was in better health at the new year. Ling Dongming rarely put down what he was doing and rushed back to the family reunion. But in the evening, he answered the phone and went out. It was also that night that Wen Qingwan lost his temper with the servants for no reason, dismissed all the servants at home, and threw things at home for the first time.The doctor said that the spread of cancer cells led to the gloomy mood of patients, and there would be extreme changes in their psychology, which made them prepare mentally. Therefore, all this happened, which was not unexpected to Ling Han.Afterwards, he went back to his room to rest with his thin, almost weightless mother, but she refused to sleep, saying that there was not much time, and asked him to take out the old record player at home and play it.The old melody in the record player seems to be able to involve people in that simple and unsophisticated era.Wenqingwan said, "Han Er, if you like a girl one day in the future, you must seriously like it."At that time, Ling Han didn't care about love. Although he had a few paragraphs abroad, they all ended up together."Mom, why do you suddenly say this? My father made you sad?""No," wenqingwan shook his hand, "your father is very good. It has nothing to do with your father. I just see that you are so young and don't understand many things. I'm afraid you'll hurt the hearts of other girls one day.""Why do you think your son is such an irresponsible person?""That's not true," she said with a rare smile. "My son, I know best. I don't care about anything at ordinary times. In fact, what I really care about is more than anyone."Ling Han left home when he was a child. In fact, he didn't have much attachment to his parents' affection. He didn't take his gentle words to heart. He covered her with a quilt and was filial to her. He was a little impatient and wanted to go to the study to study his project information. When he walked to the door of the room, he heard the sentence said by Wen Qingwan, which was connected with the truth found in the future. It was too cruel and made him regret himself."Ling Han, if you don't like that girl one day, you must make it clear to her. Don't hide it. A woman's heart is the most sensitive. She can feel whether you like her or not. It's better to separate than to drag."He was busy going to read the information at that time, and he didn't realize that when Wen Qingwan called him, he didn't shout "han'er" but "Ling Han". He also didn't realize that what Wen Qingwan said to him was actually for Ling Dongming.The night was heavy, and the night wind beat on the window, making a rustling sound.Ling Han closed his diary, locked it in the safe again, put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked to the window, staring at the night outside the window. He couldn't even tell whether the anger he was venting on ye Huanyan now was to hate her for not stopping Jiang Meilan from doing all the bad things, or to hate that he hadn't really done filial piety as a son of man.It has been more than half a year since he knew what happened that year. That night, when he was drunk, ye Huanyan had a relationship with him without giving him a buffer time. His extremes and emotions could not be controlled. After missing that buffer time, they became more and more serious.He also knew that ye Huanyan should not be blamed for what happened in those years.But he knew better that it was not ye Huanyan's fault, and he had no reason to tangle with her anymore.
