Why it never ends

Xu Ruyi's face slowly turned red, and her lips began to tremble. However, rather than being angry, she felt more like she was panicked.

"Are you blaming me for not looking for your sister's iron tree? I said that sometimes it's useless to look for it. Just like today, it's not like we haven't gone there before - some things can't be found after they're lost. Do we have to keep searching? Are you sad about it?"

"Is this what I'm talking about! Don't change the subject!"

"...Then what are you talking about," Xu Ruyi controlled her voice, trying to show offended dissatisfaction, "Is this what you should say to your mother, you..."

"Do you love me, Mom? Do you love me?"

"What are you talking about...how can a mother not love her daughter——"

"Then why no matter what happens in this family, you will never look back at me! Why do you always only care about the eyes of outsiders? Why don't you care whether I am in pain or not? Why do you let me watch you and watch you endure so much? Torture, and you still want me to pretend that nothing happened! Have you ever thought about my feelings?”

Xu Ruyi opened her mouth again. She struggled to digest her daughter's accusation, but felt that she didn't understand what the other party was saying.

"...Endure, what to endure?" Xu Ruyi frowned and blinked, "Ah...you want to say why I refuse to divorce your father?"

In the distance, Ding Jiali suddenly made an inappropriate taunt, "I say Ding Yuqing, you've really had enough. In this family, you're trying to persuade someone to get a divorce if you catch them—"

"Shut up!" Ding Yuqing glared, "I'm talking to my mother, it's not your turn to interrupt!"

Xu Ruyi tried to answer this question, but she just felt like her mind was in a blur - she had never thought about it carefully, nor did she feel that this question needed to be answered. When she was suddenly questioned, she couldn't say a word. However, Ding Yuqing asked the question seriously now, so she should give an answer.

Xu Ruyi remembered that on a rainy night not long ago, the men were not at home, and they were chatting together in the living room. Ding Xueyang seemed to have answered the same question. Although Ding Yuqing felt regretful in every way at that time, she seemed to accept the answer.

What did Ding Xueyang say at that time?

Xu Ruyi couldn't remember clearly. She tried her best to recall and try to repeat Ding Xueyang's words that night.

"Mom knows her own affairs well," Xu Ruyi replied in a trembling voice, "Can I live a better life if I get divorced? Can you guarantee that-"

"What are you talking about!" Ding Yuqing said sharply, "Why do other mothers always want to become strong and brave in order to protect their children, but my mother wants me to ensure that she will live a happier life after divorce? Me I will always keep your happiness in my heart, mother! Have you never thought about my happiness?"

"No, no..." Xu Ruyi clutched her clothes in pain. She realized that something was wrong, but she couldn't change it. She was so heartbroken that she couldn't help it. She just wanted to cut her heart open and show it to her daughter. How could she not love her? If one day her Xiaoqing and Yangyang needed her and she was willing to die for them, how could she not love her? However, at this moment, she felt that whatever she said was wrong, and anything she said could cause a wound on Ding Yuqing's body. Xu Ruyi did not dare to speak, and was afraid that silence would lead to greater misunderstandings, so she could only look at her daughter sadly, like a prisoner who was willing to go to the execution ground, still praying to the executioner to give her some final mercy.

The look in Xu Ruyi's eyes at this moment made Ding Yuqing almost heartbroken. She knew clearly that maybe in just a few minutes, she would regret her nonsense tonight and feel heartbroken that she had really hurt Xu Ruyi's heart. , but at this moment she felt a surge of pleasure, as if facing the blade of a knife, heartily cutting off a piece of flesh and blood.

"Don't look at me like that!" Ding Yuqing roared happily, "I know they are all lies! All the reasons for not getting a divorce for the sake of the children are excuses. I have known it for a long time: the only reason why you don't get a divorce is because You put your marriage before my happiness because you want a husband and a complete family! You are used to sacrificing yourself, so you are also used to sacrificing my feelings-"

"Stop arguing." Ding Xueyang suddenly stood up and looked around.

"I'm going to say-"

"Where's Miao Miao!" Ding Xueyang suppressed his sister's voice, and she walked around the living room, "Where's Miao Miao? She was still here just now!"

Ding Yuqing was stunned. She looked around and realized that there was someone missing in the living room - and there was more than one. Ding Jiali rushed up to the second floor three steps at a time, and came out after a while, "There is no one in your bedroom."

"Miaomiao?" Ding Xueyang called tentatively, "Miaomiao, where are you?"

"...Jian is gone too." Ding Yuqing came back to her senses, "Where are they? They came back with us just now, right?"

No one answered her.

"...I went downstairs to look for it," Ding Jiali opened the door, "Maybe he went to the garbage room again."

Ding Xueyang immediately stood up to follow, then suddenly stopped and looked back at the sofa, "Shi Pingchuan! Miaomiao is missing!"

Shi Pingchuan was still slumped on the sofa. He glanced at his wife indifferently, "I love so and so."

……

At three o'clock in the morning, with the rain still falling, Ding Xueyang called the police. The police arrived at the scene in less than a quarter of an hour. Ding Xueyang gave the photo and described in detail what Shi Yimiao was wearing today. After some questioning, the police immediately organized people to search nearby. The police reassured me that there were cameras all over the main road nearby and there would be no problem.

Despite this, Ding Xueyang still couldn't stay at home. She rejected everyone's suggestions and anxiously searched for people along the streets with the police.

The night gradually passed, and the clouds in the sky faded away together with the rain. The light blue sky gradually flows from the distance to people's heads. Ding Xueyang completely forgot about crying, and even forgot about self-blame and regret. Her whole body and heart were focused on the street in front of her.

"Miaomiao——"

"Miaomiao..."

She heard a voice calling for her daughter in the distance, and she kept looking around, refusing to let go of any shrubs or lees of buildings that might hide people.

Suddenly, the police officer's phone rang. Soon after she picked it up, she looked at Ding Xueyang in surprise.

"Ms. Ding! The child has been found and is already heading downstairs to your house."

Ding Xueyang's expression was slightly condensed, and she immediately ran back quickly. When she returned to the downstairs of her house panting, she saw her daughter standing at the top of the stairs from a long distance away.

"mom!"

Miaomiao, who was full of stench, ran towards her happily.

Ding Xueyang immediately quickened her pace, but the next moment, she suddenly felt a little exhausted - she saw her daughter holding a familiar light blue enamel cup in her hand.

In the distance, Hesta, who was soaked all over, stood with the policeman, looking at her silently.