Life is a never-ending show, and each of us is an actor, but some of us are obedient to ourselves, and some of us are pleasing to the audience.

There were not many pedestrians on the street, Xia Qing walked alone on the way home, and the dim lights of the street became the brightest light in the middle of the night on this street, illuminating every pedestrian on the way home.

Xia Qing was carrying some supper in her hand, this was what she prepared for Han Bin's mother, she has been living in the hotel for several days because she has been busy these days, and she has not been home for several days, she went back tonight to give her a surprise, she asked the hotel's pastry chef to make a cake early, she wanted to carry it home now just to give her a supper.

At the end of Yoro Street is a crowd of people revelry, and the bars here become the liveliest places in the city, and the liquor is an additive for them to release.

Xia Qing quickened his pace, and when walking in the dark, people were always used to walking faster.

When she got home, it was already past twenty-three o'clock in the evening, the house was dark, and the lights were not turned on, she thought that Han Bin's mother was asleep, and her movements were lighter after opening the door.

When she pressed the switch on the wall of the living room, she was frightened by what she saw, and the living room was a mess, as if she had just encountered a robber.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Xia Qing was a little timid when she was frightened, and seeing that she didn't react, she suddenly became a little scared, afraid that she would lose her mind like she had at the beginning, and would she not know who she was again.

Xia Qing thought about it messily, while taking off the high heels on her feet again, she changed her shoes and walked to her side, looking at her loveless appearance, sitting on the sofa and watching, her expressionless appearance was really terrifying.

"What's wrong? What's going on, you're not happy?" Xia Qing was like her daughter, her hands on her shoulders, looking at her with a pair of pleading eyes.

Han Bin's mother finally reacted, and the hot tears in her eyes fell on Xia Qing's clothes, she looked at the tears dripping on her clothes, Xia Qing stood up, went to the room and got a new pack of tissues, and gently wiped her tears.

"It's okay, it's okay, everything will pass, I'll be there no matter when, next time you encounter something, call me! I'm busy and I'll answer the phone!" Xia Qing slowly spoke to comfort her.

She suddenly hugged Xia Qing's tightly, hugged her tightly in her arms, and instantly cried silently.

Xia Qing's heart at this time was mixed, and he didn't know how to express his current mood, he originally felt very tired and wanted to come back and have a good place to rest, but he didn't expect that he was physically and mentally exhausted at this time, and he was even more unbearable.

"He's going to die, he's going to die, how can he die so cheaply!" Han Bin's mother suddenly said this sentence without a beginning or an end.

Xia Qing always thought that she was sick again, and kept calming her emotions, hoping that she could get herself out as soon as possible.

Xia Qing kept patting her on the back, like coaxing a three-year-old child, and she didn't dare to slack off at all.

The two people on the sofa have their own hearts, hugging each other on the sofa to support each other, and they don't know when such days will end.

"I'll get you a glass of water, you can do it here!" Xia Qing slowly helped her lean on the sofa, walked through the mess on the ground, walked to the water dispenser, and took a disposable cup to give her a glass of warm water, because the glass she usually drinks water has been broken into pieces by her on the ground.

"Han Bin's father is dying, he has a terminal illness, and his days are not long, you say funny or not, God always helps the bad guys, makes it difficult for the good guys to move an inch, and puts his son in prison, he wants to pat his ass and leave. ”

Han Bin's mother looked at Xia Qing who was receiving the water and said, listening to her grace's tone was clear, it didn't look like she was sick again, it seemed that she knew something, stimulated herself, and couldn't accept it.

Xia Qing felt that this news was like a dynamite bag like five thunderbolts, although she had never met this person, Han Bin's father, this person who had been in this city before, was about to leave, and it would not be long before she could accept that this was a true fact, at this moment she hoped that Han Bin's mother was talking nonsense because she was sick.

Xia Qing handed her the warm cup into her hand, looking at her cheeks full of tears, and some of her messy hair was pasted on her face.

Xia Qing straightened her hair, went to the bathroom and fetched her a basin of hot water, slowly washed the towel, and only after cleaning her face did she sit down and chat with her slowly.

Xia Qing knew that about this marriage, about Han Bin's father, was a minefield for her, and no one dared to take the initiative to mention it in front of her, because she was afraid, afraid that she would lose control of her emotions, afraid that she would not be able to control herself, and afraid that she would break down in spirit......

So these days, she has never mentioned half a word about Han Bin's father, just accompany her silently.

Today, since it has reached this point, it is a problem that will have to be faced sooner or later, and the long pain is better than the short pain, so why not say it once, lest she still have a knot in her heart in the future and can't let go.

Xia Qing simply cleaned up the table, knowing that she must not have eaten, she began to bring the cake, took two spoons from the kitchen, one for each person, without cutting it, and directly took the spoon and began to eat.

"Auntie, who told you what you just said? How do you know Uncle ...... How do you know that person is sick?" Xia Qing paused before she could finish speaking, she didn't know if her "uncle" was reasonable, she immediately changed her words again, and called Han Bin's father that person.

Han Bin's mother stopped eating the cake in her hand, and after a while she spoke, and the silence in the whole room was almost suffocating.

When she finally spoke, Xia Qing felt relieved.

"Because he sent someone here, let me go to the hospital to see him, and talk to him about the property, who does he think he is, I still have to talk to him, there is nothing to talk about this matter, after he dies, all the property belongs to Han Bin, and he doesn't want to give it to others. ”

The more Han Bin spoke, the more he felt wrong, and the feeling of gritting his teeth was like if he stood by her side now, she could eat him.

Hearing that the topic of discussion was related to property, Xia Qing felt that it was inconvenient for him to say too much, after all, he was only Han Bin's girlfriend, and he was not a legitimate wife, so he couldn't participate in too many of his family's property disputes.