Chapter Eighty-Five: Pandora's Box

Si Qi placed Si Xiaojun in the back seat, fastened his seat belt for him, and did not forget to tell him when he left: "Be obedient, you know?"

"I know, Mommy, I will obediently listen to my father, and I will take good care of Yuanyuan, I am the little master, and I will definitely not let her have fun. Si Xiaojun waved his little hand through the car window and soon disappeared.

Si Qi looked up to the sky and sighed, and walked back a little dejectedly, her legs seemed to be hung with a thousand pounds of sledgehammers, it was difficult to move an inch, and President Shida, who was forcibly ignored by her, flew past her from time to time, staring at her with deep and dark eyes, and then Si Xiaojun's pitiful expression, as if he would become an unlucky child without a father in the next second.

These are like indestructible sharp knives, constantly stabbing at the layers of her armor.

For half a month, she deliberately shielded that person, not to think, not to ask, not to think, she desperately wanted to return to the state of the first half of the year as soon as possible, just to meet one more friend, but unfortunately she thought too well, the people around her are reminding her, it is impossible to ignore a person without a trace, especially every midnight dream back to the painting in the depths of her memory The face raised by the person and the face of someone are tightly matched, she also clearly understands what happened.

She had to admit that it was a complete mistake to find someone to cooperate in pretending to be a couple and fake marriage, she couldn't even control herself, how could she ask others?

Standing at the door of the unit building, she turned around and looked up at the setting sun outside, although she was shrouded in the sunset, she always felt a little cold in her body, and countless messes spread up from under her feet, trapping her firmly.

After a while, she walked back slowly, too lazy to eat, and just lay on the bed and let the thousands of thoughts in her brain run out and disturb the barely calm lake.

Now Si Xiaojun has completely accepted Shi Jing, which she didn't expect at all, she completely underestimated the importance of a father to her children.

Shi Jing obviously likes Xiaojun very much, and has put a lot of effort into Si Xiaojun step by step, of course, she can see that Shi Jing really loves Si Xiaojun, it is very likely that she regards Si Xiaojun as her own child, if she wants to cut off the cooperative relationship between them now, the most direct impact will be to cause a psychological shadow to Si Xiaojun, he is too much looking forward to having a father, and now that he finally has it, how can he easily accept and lose it?

When she was looking for a partner, she was really thoughtful, if she had never seen the light in her life, then she might live in the darkness forever, once she had enjoyed the temperature of the light, how could she be willing to retreat to the darkness?

If Si Xiaojun had never had a father, maybe he would grow up slowly, but now that he has enjoyed his father's love, he knows what it feels like.

Is she really going to strip him of his right to have a father?

Can this drama really go on forever until the end of life?

And Shi Jing, what he wants, she understands, but she understands even more that what he wants she doesn't have at all, even if she has, it has already been buried seven years ago, she can't tell him this, let alone tell him not to waste time on herself, he is transparent in front of her, but she has layers of masks, each mask is an illusion she carefully portrays, she is a cowardly and incompetent deserter.

Si Qi stared at the sunset outside the window for a long time, and suddenly got up, she lay on the ground, pulled out all the cardboard boxes stuffed under the bed, and then crawled to the inside, dragging out a small red suitcase, the body of the box was pasted with dense transparent tape, wrapped in airtight, like the mythical iron box that seals the devil, a little crack may allow the devil to find a chance to break free.

She sat on the ground, staring at the small suitcase, slowly hugging her knees, staring blankly at the suitcase, her face seemed to be infected by Shi Jing, from pale to miserable white, and finally even her lips were as white as paper, her brain was unconsciously like a time machine in a fast rewind, flashing out like a phantom light piece, and disappearing quickly, the door of memories was opened, like releasing a captive flood beast, instantly drowning her.

Now looking at this small suitcase, looking at the dust stained on it, she felt as if she was standing at the intersection of time, those past events were like a swamp formed by mud, so that she fell deeper and deeper, and she could never break free, she had never regretted it in her life, even if she fell into the dust back then, she felt that she did not regret it, but at this moment, she suddenly regretted it.

She had seen a movie before, called "Truman's World", the male protagonist named Truman lived in lies all his life, and when he saw it clearly, he could break everything and start over, and she was too proud and self-conscious back then, and she refused to believe that she was also lying in life, but it turned out that she was wrong.

The sunset finally disappeared into the clouds, the sky was gradually shrouded in darkness, and the night was sprinkled in the room through the window, so that Si Qi, who seemed to have been sitting here for thousands of years, slowly came back to her senses, she turned her head to look at this simple but warm little room, and saw Si Xiaojun's energetic little face hanging on the wall.

Now seven years later, she has been on this road for seven years, and there is no chance of turning back, she can only move forward.

She rubbed her face, got up and turned on the light, the orange light dispelled the darkness, she found a pair of scissors to cut the tape wrapped in the suitcase, and opened the suitcase of this dusty year, when she dropped out of school, she only took this suitcase that witnessed her ridiculous and ignorant past, just like the Pandora's box in Western mythology, which is sealed with countless demons and monsters, betrayal, deception, and lies......

In the past seven years, she has never opened this box, but she has not thrown it away, just to remind herself that the pit she has fallen must not fall a second time, just because of this box she has gone to another life path, all the glory, youth, sweat, hope, and dreams are all sealed in the deepest part of memory, not to touch, in vain hope to be slowly infected by the wind and frost in the long river of years, and finally rot.

But at this moment, she suddenly wavered a little, for the sake of her failed past, did she really want Si Xiaojun to bear the pain that he shouldn't have to bear?

After a long silence, she began to go outside and take the contents one by one.

More than a dozen certificates, certificates, she remembers that there are several trophies that have been thrown away, this remnant was secretly picked up by a roommate in the same room, from the award certificate in the county, district, and city when she was a child, to the certificate of participating in provincial and national competitions in junior high school and high school, and the four years of college, the remnants here are probably not even a quarter, flip through a few books, and slowly stroke the three bronzing characters with her fingers, but it only makes her feel ridiculous.

I thought that by changing my name, I could completely forget those pasts.

How is that possible?

How can it be so easy to forget?

It was her flesh and blood, an integral part of her life.

Below the certificate is a hand ornament box, which contains a bunch of chicken and dog fragments, bracelets made of red rope, necklaces strung with beads, hand-made earrings, hairpins, rings made of plasticine, and a head ring strung with a dozen small colored hairpins, which is sewn with silk embroidered with Manzhu Sahua.

What's more, the bright manzhu sofa was embroidered by a boy with a needle and a thread, and a man with a height of one meter eight could embroider, but I think how much ridicule and jokes he received at that time, but he was stunned to embroider more than a dozen pieces in half a year, and then carefully selected the most successful embroidery he thought was used to make satin, and made this gift with a hairpin of two cents bought online.

She remembered that when she received this gift, she amazed how many onlookers and how many envious eyes she received, she felt that there was no vanity and was greatly satisfied, even more excited than she got countless certificates, she felt that in her youth, she met such a perfect love, a boyfriend who was willing to work hard for it, enough to comfort her life, too conceited and proud, so that she was blinded by love, so she fell so badly.

Si Qi smiled bitterly, fate had hinted at the end at the beginning, but she had been obsessed, this is the price of excessive self.

A beautiful photo album, which contains hundreds of photos of different places, different angles, different costumes, but with the same smiling face, the boy is handsome and extraordinary, but the restrained smile slightly shows a little shyness, and the girl leaning on him is smiling extremely insolently, as if the happiness of the world is not comparable to her at this moment, the last one was taken casually at the Beijing railway station when they went to Liaoyang.

The boy's face was gone, and the girl's face was full of worry, and she could no longer see the sun and courage ahead, when they were in a hurry to catch the train, and there was no time to stop and take pictures, but it was the boy who grabbed her and offered to take a picture of this place as a souvenir, so she grabbed a passer-by and left this memento for them, and perhaps at that time, he had foreshadowed their end.

Sure enough, from this photo, her life was turned upside down, in just three months, she lost everything, but she had an extra son, and the boy was like a morning dewdrop, and disappeared the moment the sun appeared, not even leaving a trace, not to mention a few words, and later the information she got turned out to be the truth that others pieced together to tell her, as if it were a joke.

She took out all the things in the box, put them on the ground one by one, and looked at the evidence that represented all her past, for the past seven years, she has been full of vigilance against fate, for the sake of her parents and family, for the sake of her son, she had to become patient and resolute, desperately forced herself to grow up, used to cutting off her feelings and flesh, no matter what kind of setbacks she encountered, she could laugh at them, no matter what kind of ridicule and ridicule she encountered, she smiled at it.

For those who have experienced the impact of the waves of the sea, no matter how big the whirlpool of the river is, it is not enough to be afraid.