The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 556 Turn to Ashes
As soon as I bent down to hug her, she had already run in quickly.

Although we see each other all the time recently, and she also understands that I am a mother, she is still not close to me. If there is a chance to find my father, she will definitely not stay with me.

I didn't chase him back, and went back with Meng Jiancong. During this time, his mobile phone was ringing. He took it out to take a look, turned it on mute, and handed it to the maid behind him.

I asked, "Who is it?"

"It's Qinglan." His expression was a little awkward: "She's usually fine."

I asked, "Call you if there's nothing wrong?"

He looked at me with a half-smile: "What do you mean by that?"

I shrugged: "If you don't want to answer, just filter the call. Since you gave her a private number, it means that you will answer. The point is, you have nothing important now."

"So?" he asked.

"That's why I'm curious." I said, "I'm just asking casually. If it involves privacy, please include it."

He smiled and shook his head: "There is no privacy involved. She is a nice girl, but she wants to date me."

I asked, "You don't have feelings for her?"

He slightly raised his eyebrows: "What position are you asking this from?"

"A friend's position."

"Oh." He pouted noncommittally: "I don't have the habit of explaining personal matters to my friends."

"Oh." I said, "That's fine."

He frowned: "Why don't you take the bait?"

"After all, I'm not a fish." I said, "I'm really just curious. You said it's a private matter. How can I ask any more?"

He smiled again: "Well, it's actually not that private. At that time, I helped her because I thought she was in some difficulties. Later, when I knew her situation, I felt more sympathetic, but I didn't feel for her."

"Is she in a miserable condition?"

"It's pathetic," he said.

I asked, "But she likes you a lot?"

"Yes, but she doesn't know the real me. Maybe in her eyes, I'm just a man with a wealthy life, a kind heart, and a poetic image."

I said: "I think her opinion is right, it seems that what I know is not the real you."

He showed helplessness: "You have seen my legs."

"That leg doesn't matter." I said, "Fanyin is mentally ill, but she can still marry a wife and have children."

He immediately picked up: "But his wife won't be with me."

I was taken aback, and couldn't help but look at him. Seeing that he was serious and not joking, I said, "Although my father wants me to be with you, I also feel that if I haven't met Fanyin, or if I'm with him If the entanglement is not so deep, then I will definitely be willing to try to be with you. But it is too late now, as a woman, I have failed terribly, and I have nothing, and I have no energy to manage any relationship."

He smiled: "Can your words be summed up as that you think the other party is good, but you still don't like it, so you would rather say that you are not good?"

I couldn't help being stunned: "You can also say that."

"That's like me," he said. "She's a nice girl, but I don't have feelings for her."

"But you are obviously fine."

"I also think you are very good." He said half-truthfully, "I like you very much. Just now you rejected me so seriously that it almost broke my heart."

Obviously knowing that they are not the same kind of people, but I suddenly thought of Pu Lan.I think it's because few men confess to me.

I couldn't catch up with this sentence at all. After murmuring for a while, he changed the subject himself: "Are you expecting him to recover by making that kind of request just now?"

"No."

"That is……"

I said, "Many years ago, many top psychiatrists and psychiatrists told me that his illness could not be cured. I never believed it, but now I believe it. Crazy people should stay in mental institutions."

He said, "I see."

I said, "By the way, do you remember... about those photos of me?"

"I'm not working on it," he said. "Your dad said he'd take care of it."

"Does he know?" I quickly asked, "Did he threaten my dad with those photos?"

"I told him." Meng Jiancong said, "It's too late to tell him when he is threatened. Don't worry, your father will be able to get the photo back successfully, and he won't let him go."

"Oh……"

"What's wrong?" He asked, "You look so pale all of a sudden?"

"Suddenly I remembered what happened that day again." I said, "Actually, I have experienced worse than this, but this incident made me particularly uncomfortable."

I could feel him looking at me, but thankfully he didn't say anything.

I continued: "Especially when Fanyin became like this again later. Compared to Pu Lan, I hate him more..."

He still didn't speak, and after a while, he suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged me.

I couldn't help crying for a while, then reacted suddenly and tried to push him, but he didn't let go, but hugged him even tighter.

After all, his legs are disabled, and I was worried about pushing him down, so I stopped pushing.

In fact, I could feel that although he hugged me, the hug was without lust.I think I'm too sensitive, he is different from Pu Lan, he is a simple person, he did not do this to take advantage of me, but to support me.

I told myself so, no more pushing.

I don't need to think about Fanyin at all, the mental hospital is my ideal way of punishment.

When I told my dad about my considered decision again, he didn't raise any objections.

Until the day before the trial, we still had no news of Niannian.

Meng Jiancong accompanied me back to the court session. The plane flew all night, and it happened to be morning when I got off the plane.

It's winter in Berlin now, the weather is gloomy and the air is damp and cold.The roofs of the houses along the street are covered with thin snow, and the trees on both sides of the road are also covered in white.

On the way to our residence, we saw my old house and stopped the car quickly.

Because it has not been tidied up for a long time, the garden has been overgrown with weeds, and the door is also dirty.I wanted to go in, only to realize that I didn't bring the key to this door, so I had to give up.

As soon as I came out of the garden, there was a voice of greeting from the opposite side. After thinking about it, I remembered that this was our old neighbor.

The old man was already very old, but now he looks even older.I went over to say hello to him, and he asked me to wait, then turned around and walked around the house, and when he came out he had something in his hand, which was a key.

"Your husband has been here, let me hand it over to you."

I took the key and asked, "When did he come?"

"In summer." He squinted his eyes and struggled to remember, and said, "My memory is not good. I only remember it was a few months ago."

Fanyin was with me all the time, and it seems that what he said was before he left for America.

I thanked him, chatted with him a few more words, and went back to open the door.

The house was still empty, but it looked very clean, as if it had been cleaned not long ago.

I called Meng Jiancong to come in together, found the coffee beans, saw that they were not expired, so I turned on the coffee machine and ground two cups.

Meng Jiancong was used to living in villas, so he was definitely not used to such a cramped small house, so he seemed very interested and kept looking around. I said, "This is the house I got married in."

"It's so delicate." His tone was a little subtle.

"It's a little small," I thought he meant, "but it's enough for two people."

"I don't think it's small," he said, "I just didn't expect you to live in such an environment when you got married."

"At that time, he was the second personality." I took out the somewhat old book from the bookshelf, and there was Britney's signature on the title page.This book was specially given to me, so there is also a sentence written on it: The spiritual rain is zero, order the waiter, and the words of the stars will drive away, and they will be spoken in Sangtian.He actually doesn't know how to write any Chinese characters, and he has practiced these few for a long time, so he looks quite satisfactory.

I handed the book to Meng Jiancong: "Look, his book sales are still very high."

Meng Jiancong took the book, turned a few pages, and said, "It's really surprising."

"You don't know this?" I thought he knew everything: "Didn't my dad tell you?"

He shook his head: "He only said that you were deceived by them, married a mentally ill person, and suffered by his side." He looked around again, and said: "The only daughter is married, lives in such a house, drinks such a If it was me, I would not be able to accept coffee with such a strong taste, not to mention there are more difficult ones."

I said, "It's over."

Meng Jiancong didn't speak, and flipped through the book, when suddenly a piece of paper slipped out.

When I passed by, he had already picked it up, glanced at it, and froze for a moment.

I took it over and took a look, and it turned out to be a wedding photo of me and Fanyin.

In the old-fashioned photo, the two of us leaning together, the background is the tree full of small pink flowers in the government building, which is still there today.

You can also see the skirt of Roman, the last of my friends, in the background.

In the photo, he and I are very youthful, especially me.I couldn't help looking in the direction of the window, which reflected my current face, although it was so blurry, but I could still see the tiredness and oldness, no matter how I maintained it, I could never return to the original.This is the first time that I have experienced the passage of time so literally, so straightforwardly, and so cruelly.

I was in a daze for a while, and suddenly saw Meng Jiancong looking at me, so I smiled and asked, "I was pretty good when I was young, right?"

"It's very beautiful now." His answer is the standard answer for all men with sufficient emotional intelligence.

"Thank you."

He smiled deeper: "It's more beautiful when you smile."

I avoided his gaze and said, "Thank you."

I went to the kitchen, found a small pot, and lit a corner of the photo with a candle lighter.The tongue of fire licked the edge of the photo, first rolled off my skirt, then rolled off his trousers, and slowly went up, finally turning our smiles from ten years ago into ashes.

As the date of the trial drew closer, my mood became more and more peaceful.Whether it's divorce or Nian Nian's safety, things can't be changed now, I just need to accept the result passively.

(End of this chapter)