Over the mountain is the sea

Chapter 43
Under the same starry sky, Liang Zhongming finished smoking a cigarette in the garden and was about to return to the house when the mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated twice. He took it out, pressed a few buttons, and then read the text message.

He stared at the line of words for a long time, without much expression, but his eyes gradually became gentle.

After entering the house, in Nuo Da's living room, Jing Ling was still sitting on the sofa sulking.

Liang Zhongming sighed secretly, walked over and sat down beside her, thought for a while, and said calmly: "You go back first tomorrow, I have to stay for another two days, and take care of the miscellaneous things here."

Jing Ling patiently listened to him, then turned to him suddenly, with an angry expression, "I know you have a good relationship with your father. You used to visit him behind your mother's back. Did I say anything? But now When?! Can you compete with her on such a trivial matter? What good does it do you to annoy her? "

Liang Zhongming lowered his head halfway, his face turned bluer and greener, and anger surged in his chest.Seeing that he remained silent, Jing Ling knelt down unconsciously, and gently stroked his increasingly haggard and thin face with both hands, feeling a slight pain in her heart, and softly persuaded: "Zhong Ming, be obedient, come back with me! Old lady After raising you for so many years, she will definitely not treat you poorly, but you should know her temper better than me. She feels bad when your father is gone, but who can she vent to? Now she has vented You have been urged to go back three times, but you just froze. Didn’t this just give her a reason to attack?! She was treating you..." She suddenly stopped and stopped talking, and stroked her husband's cheek Hanging her hand down, she sighed softly, "Zhong Ming, it's not easy for her to be a woman today, you have to be considerate of her."

Liang Zhongming raised his head slowly, the anger around him had quietly dissipated, but his eyes were clearly cold, he didn't look at his wife, and didn't say anything.Say anything is superfluous, no one will understand.

In the end, he just said to his wife a little tiredly: "It's getting late, you go to bed first."

Jing Ling felt a bit chilly, she didn't understand how her husband, who had always been kind and gentle, could suddenly be so stubborn, she had said all the good things, but he was still indifferent, was this still the husband who had been with her for ten years?Why did she feel that the longer they were together, the more incomprehensible he was?

At the age of 16, she moved to the Mainland with her parents who were doing business. She met Liang Zhongming for the first time in Shenzhen. He was still a university student at that time. The elder brother was much calmer, won the appreciation of his father, and caused ripples in her heart.Every time she went to Xu's house, her eyes would unconsciously search for the handsome figure like a poplar tree in the crowd, but she often returned disappointed.

Later, when she went abroad to study, that shadow gradually became blurred. There were too many new things to divert her attention while studying.

At the age of 22, she returned home from her studies and was pleasantly surprised to find that Liang Zhongming was talking with her father in the living room, and she finally understood that he had never really gone far in her heart.

It can be said that they went from falling in love to marrying smoothly, time flies, and it has been ten years in a blink of an eye.

Over the years, she has dealt with her mother-in-law and her husband, trying her best to act as a mediator and check and balance.Xu Xinyi treats herself like her own daughter, so Jing Ling firmly believes that even if she has a weird temper, she has to treat Liang Zhongming well for the sake of her parents.However, she did not expect that it was her husband who lost her temper first.If he broke the jar because of his father's death, then what was the point of her hard work these years?

Standing up, she stared deeply at the indifferent Liang Zhongming, "Think about it carefully." No more persuasion, he actually understood the truth.

Walking on the stairs, she turned her head and glanced at Liang Zhongming on the sofa. He was sitting blankly, speechless, with a lonely expression.She suddenly felt pity, he was not the kind of impulsive and unreasonable person, on the contrary, most of the time, he was able to restrain his emotions very well.Or, all he needs is a catharsis.

She stepped up the steps quietly. Tomorrow, he will definitely go back with her, she believes.

Liang Zhongming sat on the sofa for a long time, looking at the familiar things around him.He came here after leaving the orphanage at the age of five, and spent most of his childhood and adolescence in this house.

A long time ago, there was laughter and excitement here. Although his parents were not his own, they treated him well, especially his adoptive father, who smiled all day long and was kind and generous.He is not as busy as Xu Xinyi, so in Liang Zhongming's memory he always spends more time with him.His father took him to fish in the sea and hunted in the wild; they have been to many places, and what he remembers most is that they used to gallop wildly on the grassland like a pair of cowboys. That was Liang Zhongming. The best days in memory.

Later, when his younger brother was born, he didn't feel jealous. Instead, he was happy for his adoptive parents, because they always wanted to have a child of their own but couldn't get it.With this younger brother, the family is truly happy.

Is that true?
His eyebrows jumped suddenly, thinking of that broken morning, he woke up from the dream, and ran to the door of his parents' room in surprise, the door was wide open, and there were scattered debris on the ground, many of which had already fallen The father was kneeling on the floor, his head hanging down, and he said nothing. The adoptive mother and younger brother were gone.

His father told him dejectedly that he had done something unforgivably wrong.

A few days later, someone came to pick him up to his new home. He looked at his father anxiously, but his father waved his hand and persuaded him to leave.

"Dad, you can go with me." He panicked, feeling that there was a big change.

The father looked extremely frustrated, "No, your mother...would never forgive me."

Even though he moved to a new home later, he thought it was only temporary, how could he have expected that this separation would last a full 20 years.

He often went to see his father. He lived alone in this house, as if he had lost his soul. When he saw him, he always asked about his mother first.He felt sad, because his father's love for his mother was so obvious, but his mother didn't even bother to see his father again. At the age of 14, he couldn't figure out what was unforgivable.

His mother didn't say anything about his behavior of going to see his father at the beginning, until one day, he couldn't help interceding for his father, but his mother stopped him and ordered him not to see his father again, otherwise he would not be her son .

In front of the furious mother, he flinched. In this family, the mother is always the god. She created everything, while the father and others were just decorations. He knew this very well when he was young.

But he would still go to see his father, secretly behind his back.What his father gave him was the love that was hard to get from his mother.

The father also misses his younger brother, but he can only see that child during the holidays. Although the mother is arrogant and tough, she has a good face, and she is unwilling to lose half a point in front of people on big festivals. .

His father could only get some fragmentary descriptions about his younger brother from him. Whenever he saw the longing and melancholy in his father's eyes, he would feel very sad.

He also heard private discussions about his parents' divorce, but his mother refused to agree due to various considerations. Their marriage lasted for more than 20 years and ended with his father's departure.

Liang Zhongming's fists gradually clenched. His father died of depression and illness, but his mother never came until his death. She was determined to let his father leave with a cold heart!
How can a person's heart be so hard? !
He remembered a sentence his father said to him when he started his business, "Human patience has a limit!"

He is very clear about the meaning of his father's words, although he is not optimistic about his father's prospects - he will never be as talented as his mother, not as wise as her, let alone as ruthless as her.

Later, he really lost, and returned in a disastrous defeat!

With the last glimmer of hope, he begged his mother to help his father.My mother was drinking tea, with a leisurely expression, "Oh? He still started a company? Why didn't he come to me to discuss it when he opened it? Now that it's about to close down, he thinks of me, hehe, what does he think of me? "

He watched his mother speak methodically, drink tea, smile, her eyes were piercing, and her heart fell into a cold abyss.

Once again, he clearly realized that as long as a person is hated by her, he will never be able to get mercy or forgiveness. Asking her for the result will only trample his dignity even more tragically!

Since then, my father has become more and more withdrawn. He lives alone in the house on this island, and the house is getting old and messy.Every time he comes, Liang Zhongming will take the time to tidy up the place carefully. Although he has already married and married, this is the birthplace of all his warmth.

Perhaps, people have forgotten many things. The laughter and joy that spread in every corner of this room were indeed a long time ago.

But he will always remember.

(End of this chapter)