Second marriage itch

Chapter 221

He was such a proud person back then, but now he has become a prisoner.It seemed a little cruel for him at an age when he was supposed to enjoy family relationships.

But everything is the cause and effect of oneself.

The two father and son sat facing each other, Xue Borong looked at his son, Xue Duyun looked down at the table.The two seemed to be speechless for a while, and neither of them spoke.

Xue Duyun rolled his Adam's apple several times, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't speak.

I can clearly feel his guilt.

In the end, it was Xue Borong's laughter that broke the calm.

"You are my son, but you are not like me, but I think I can guess seven or eight points of what you are thinking, so you don't need to say anything, but I want to say a few words to my daughter-in-law."

Standing not far away, I couldn't help being taken aback, I didn't expect him to take the initiative to talk to me.

Also, this is the first time he called me his daughter-in-law.

Xue Duyun stood up and stepped aside, I sat over and looked at him through the glass.

When I first saw Teacher Yu's diary, I really hated it, especially hated it, and wished I could tear him into pieces.But now he has sat behind bars and received the punishment he deserved.I don't hate it that much anymore, and hate can't change what happened back then, and hate can't bring my parents back to life.

There was less hatred, but more pain, because it was his son, my lover, who sent him in.

He avenged me, hurt his heart, and hurt me at the same time.

Xue Borong looked calm, and slowly opened his mouth with a smile on his face.

"When Duyun brought you back for the first time, I felt that you seemed to have known each other, so I went to investigate you later. In fact, these years, I have been living an uneasy life. After all, I have done something wrong, and I am always afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. "

Having said that, he smiled, as if laughing at the absurdity.

I didn't speak, just listened quietly, and recalled the past in my mind.

"Your appearance made my anxiety expand. Sometimes I feel like a monster, my mind becomes very strange, and I am also like a person who is fascinated by some drugs. I can't wake up, and I don't want to wake up. I will be very panicked and afraid, afraid that one day it will be revealed."

Thinking about it carefully, after I married Xue Duyun, everything Xue Borong did was to oppose us and tried every means to provoke us. It turned out that he was just guilty.

Xue Borong lowered his head and bent his back, like a person who has worked hard for half his life and is now completely relieved and relaxed. He is not half unwilling, but rather relieved.

"Actually, I thought about surrendering myself, because I have been tortured mentally these years, and I was always haunted by nightmares. It was not easy, but I didn't have the courage after all. Looking back, I was very greedy at that time, I wanted to get a lot of things, and I lived a better life." Wanton and indulgent. So now when I see Ah Li being frivolous and uninhibited, I control him less, and I always find it very understandable, every man probably grows up like this."

He sighed, "Girl, you are actually very nice, gentle and magnanimous, I hope you can also treat Duyun magnanimously, everything has nothing to do with him."

I couldn't help but looked at him in surprise, he had stood up, with a calm smile on his face, looked at me, then looked up at Xue Duyun who was standing not far away, turned around and walked away slowly, walking very easily .

He will look back at the glory and absurdity of half his life inside the barred window, and spend the rest of his life in memory and repentance.

Such a back view is the most chic moment he left in my memory.

After returning from the prison, we had little communication, perhaps because we didn't know how to speak to each other.

After dinner, I went back to my room with Nianyin in my arms.

These days, Nianyin has been sleeping with us. Nianfeng probably felt that it was unfair, so he dragged the nanny to the door to knock on the door, and insisted on sleeping with us.

I had no choice but to hug Nianfeng and let the two little guys sleep together.

After finally coaxing them all to sleep, when I heard the sound of the door opening, I subconsciously closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.

I heard him close the door softly, his footsteps were also light, and the movement of going to bed was also very light.

I don't know when I fell asleep, and I didn't sleep well because of the pressure in my heart. In the middle of the night, I woke up suddenly and found that Xue Duyun was not on the bed.

I got up, and the room was pitch black, with the curtains fluttering gently in the wind.

There was a light snap on the balcony, like the sound of a lighter.

I got out of bed, put on my shoes, and headed out to the balcony.

The night was still deep, Xue Duyun sat on a chair outside the balcony and smoked.

Quietly, only the fire at the fingertips flickered on and off.

The back of him smoking a cigarette looks very melancholy in this night.

I always feel that he is carrying a lot of things on his body, and these things are like an invisible net, trapping him at this moment, like a mountain pressing on him, giving him a lot of pressure.

"What does the smoke smell like?" I walked up to him and asked.

He looked up at me, and the corners of his lips curled up suddenly.

"Want to try?"

He looked at me with a cigarette between his hands, and his magnetic voice gave me an invisible temptation.

Usually, I always find his puffing and misting appearance very charming.

"Get one," I said.

After being slightly taken aback, he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case with a smile on his face, lit it and handed it to me.

I took it, a little uncomfortable, imitating his appearance, holding the cigarette between my fingertips, and putting the cigarette holder into my mouth.

After taking a puff, the smoke immediately drilled into my throat and nasal cavity. It was spicy and smoky.

Xue Duyun stood up and patted me on the back, laughing while patting me.

Embarrassed, I stuck out my tongue and felt a pain in my throat.

After finally recovering, I returned the cigarette to him and said, "I don't think it's any good, why is it addictive?"

Xue Duyun took the cigarette I had just smoked, and sat back on the chair.

"Smoking, sometimes what you smoke is not cigarettes."

"It's loneliness!" I said.

He smiled, put the cigarette in his mouth, he was silent for a while, took off the cigarette, looked at the end of the night and said, "It's like liking someone, I really can't tell what's good about it, but it's just that people can't Extricate yourself."

I looked at his almost perfect profile under the moonlight, and said quietly, "Are you talking about me?"

He turned around, looked at me for a while, and said, "What do you think?"

I say?

But I never really saw through his heart.

He got up after smoking the cigarette in his hand, and said to me, "Go back to the room."

We lay back in bed afterwards, and I could still smell the faint scent of tobacco on his breath between the two children.

It's weird, I just tried it and I don't like the smell of smoke.But the smell of smoke in his mouth made me addicted.

Early the next morning, just after dawn, I was awakened by the sound of music, and Xue Duyun was no longer in bed.

I got up and got out of bed, opened the door, and walked downstairs looking for the sound.

Walking into the living room, the French door of the living room was wide open, and I saw a figure in a white shirt standing in the yard, holding a guitar in his hand.

I remembered that I once had such a dream. In the dream, he was sitting in the yard, holding a guitar and singing.And now this scene almost overlaps with that dream.

I grabbed my thigh hard.

pain!Not a dream!
He stood in the morning light, his back straightened, and he played the strings with his fingertips.

I walked out of the living room step by step, looking at his back, my eyes became hot.

I still remember very clearly that one day long ago, when I moved this guitar, his face changed.I didn't know anything at the time and I felt really wronged.Both Zhuo Fan and Xu Yafei said that because of Nanxi, he was unwilling to pick up the guitar again.

But right now, he's playing the guitar.

Perhaps sensing the person behind him, he turned around slowly and faced me.

After a slight pause on his fingertips, he flicked it again, and at the same time, sang with his uniquely charming voice.

"Today, I watched the snow drift by in the cold night, and drifted away with a cooled heart..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, my tears flowed down my face.

I covered my mouth, tears streaming down the back of my hand.

I really thought that I would never have the chance to hear him play guitar and sing.

He raised his head slightly, and sang this vicissitudes of life song, with tears in his eyes.

I think he must be very bitter, very bitter.

If I still can't understand him, what is he going to do?

On the last note, he looked at me, and I thought I must be crying like an idiot.

He held the guitar with a bitter smile on his lips.

The sun was slowly rising from behind him, and his figure was reflected in the morning light.

A man in his early thirties, wearing a white shirt and holding a guitar, looks like a young boy at the moment, with a handsome appearance and a sentimental soul.

I ran over with tears streaming down my face, hugged him, and buried my face in his arms.

"sorry!"

He put the guitar behind his back, raised my face, and asked me with a smile with moist eyes.

"Does it sound good?"

I nodded.

He looked into my eyes, rolled his Adam's apple, and said hoarsely, "If you like to hear it, I'd like to sing for you."

At this moment, my ears became extremely emotional. Every word he said was very moving to me, and I couldn't help but have a sour nose and hot eyes.

"I've always liked a band, for many years, and it's called the Thorn Birds."

He kissed me a little moved, and I felt something hot flow on my face.

His lips were trembling, and there was also a kind of bitterness in his mouth.

After a kiss, we stood side by side in the yard watching the sun rise.

"Why did your band call it the Thorn Bird? What kind of bird is it?"

Xue Duyun put the guitar aside, put his arms around me, and gently rubbed my shoulders with his fingers.

"The thorn bird keeps flying all its life; when it is about to die, it will find a thorn and stop, and nail itself to the longest thorn, leaving an eternal song, so it is called the thorn bird."

I didn't expect such a bird to exist in this world. I was shocked and felt that the name was too sad.

"Sir, madam! Look!"

Sister Luo's surprised voice suddenly came from the living room.

(End of this chapter)