Dig up.

Her wounds were dripping with blood, revealing white bones, and she couldn't make a sound, but she couldn't see it. The mother seemed desperate to pounce on her, she covered her like a great dark cloud covering the earth, and she seemed determined to bring her daughter violent winds and torrential rains. In fact, she did the same.

She didn't hide, for a long time, she felt that what she probably needed most was this storm. The pain sobered her up, let her know that she was still living a miserable and humble life, she closed her eyes and told herself that she couldn't cry, but the tears didn't listen. Later, she heard a knock at the door, and her father broke in and pulled her mother away, and Chen Mofei could still hear her hoarse, and she was attacking and hurting her in the most vicious language in the world. She lay motionless, tears seeping into the corners of her eyes and seeping into the pillow, wetting the cotton fibers there, and in a moment the place became cold, and all the skin on her body hated it.

Later, when she went to college, she didn't go home unless she had to, and then she went to work, and she didn't come home often, and they, all of them, Chen Mofei's parents, father and mother, Chen Mofei herself, all of them were silent about the sudden or long-brewing storm, as if it had never happened, but the three of them knew very well: some things must have started, and they will take root and beard in everyone's hearts, and they will take root in a few years, and within a few years, they will flourish and flourish.

Liu Nian also saw the flickering Chinese characters on Chen Mofei's phone screen, and he quickly and pretended to be careless to take his eyes off the phone screen.

Chen Mofei picked up the phone.

"Mom," her voice was a little less angular. "I'm fine, everything is fine. She walked towards the kitchen, wondering why she didn't go back to her room to talk to her mother. Chen Mofei reached out and tightened the partition door between the kitchen and the dining room, so that the sound would be separated from the kitchen, and Liu Nian would not be able to hear what they were saying.

Fortunately, Chen Qiao came back at this time, Chen Qiao was carrying a colorful bag in his hand, and he didn't know what was in it. Only then did Liu Nian remember that he seemed to have come with two hands empty, and he was a little uneasy, which made Liu Nian feel more and more like an outsider.

He really doesn't seem appropriate to be here. However----- his gaze drifted to the other bedroom, where his newborn son lay and he couldn't avoid it.

Yes, he didn't have a choice, which is a shame.

"What are you doing?" Chen Qiao asked him, bringing in the cold air during the winter day, and the cold air made De Liunian shiver involuntarily.

"It's cold outside. Chen Qiao rubbed his hands and complained, eager to put his neck into the collar. Liu Nian didn't answer, the kitchen partition door was pulled open by Chen Mofei from the inside, Chen Mofei held the phone, she can finally understand her mother now, however, is it too late?

It's time to go back, look at them, they are getting old day by day, the years are so ruthless, and the years will not be sympathetic to anyone. She thought that this plan should be put on the agenda, but the child was still young, she couldn't leave, she couldn't leave. What's more, if the mother sees the big buy and give the small, and their mother and son go back like this, I don't know what the mother will think, she remembers the shout of her mother many years ago.

She knew that now she might not shout like that again, she would probably carry the child over, her face would be impassive, she would tease her grandson gently and proportionately, and then look behind her back as if nothing had happened, and when she could not look at her daughter's husband, she would hold the child and tell her that everything had parents and that they would help her.

Chen Mofei imagined that scene, and felt that this scene was even more sad than her mother's hysteria towards her many years ago.

She returned to the living room, and Chen Qiaojiao pulled her slippers and went to the bathroom.

Chen Mofei decided to end this conversation with Liu Nian early, and she suddenly realized that no matter how good his reason was, he didn't think it was an excuse to ignore their mother and son. Chen Mofei narrowed his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, feeling that the reason why he couldn't really let go of him completely for so many years was not because of love, maybe he was just unwilling, or ----- was still too young at the time, people who were too young to fully understand feelings.

She was a little desperate, not knowing that it was for the love or marriage that she was about to end at the beginning. But for so many years, she has been crawling around in society, and she also understands that some things and some people should cut through the mess quickly, and dragging mud and water may not necessarily have results. But how do you have a showdown with him, tell him you're disappointed, divorce?

No. Divorce is just a formality, and she Chen Mofei doesn't care about the relationship between Chen Mofei and Liu Nian, union or separation. However, the form must go. Besides, he still has to go to the United States, and everything will be said when he comes back from the United States. There is time, anyway, she has been waiting for so long, life is a lot of time, she looked at the back of life, and felt that the time left for her by life was not so barren, but it was not so cramped that every second counted.

There's still time, there's still time.

Despite this, she was still very sad when she thought of the disappointment she felt over the years.

"Passing the year, you can go with confidence, you don't have to worry about it at home. She said.

Liu Nian lowered his head, he didn't know how to understand Chen Mofei's words, when ordinary words, when polite, or when the expulsion order? He was a little uneasy, he didn't understand how things came to this point, the most important thing was that he didn't want to look back to get to the bottom of it, memories made him sad, and for a while, he had experienced and faced enough things that made him sad, and he felt a little out of breath.

He knew that he was sorry for Chen Mofei, but he couldn't help but blame Chen Mofei for all the misfortunes he had experienced now and in the past year, and he also knew that it was unreasonable to do so, what was wrong with him?

Liu Nian felt that he needed too much time to calm down, think or precipitate, but he didn't have that time. The result of a hasty response may be that several parties are not satisfied. Maybe after a while it will be different. He had such a fluke mentality.

When he said goodbye, his son was still asleep and never woke up, he quietly went into the room of the confinement lady to say goodbye to the son who was asleep on the cot, that was his son, and he was connected by blood and blood, and the excitement of seeing his own flesh and blood was often played on TV or in movies was not revealed much in the passing year, and the confinement lady guessed that maybe this man was a little restrained in the expression of emotion, or maybe the man doubted the true origin of the child----- after all, the other man was indeed a little too enthusiastic compared to him, if she was a passing year, she would also have the same suspicions。

Forget it, what does these things have to do with her? Do your job well, do your job well, and get paid, it's enough.

So the confinement lady lowered her head and whispered a few words to the New Year.

When Liu Nian left the room, he said to the confinement lady, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

"It should. She said.

In such a brief conversation, Liu Nian completed his first visit to his wife and son since he was discharged from the hospital. When he came out, he thought back to the details of his entry into the house, and began to be annoyed that his performance had so many unsatisfactory aspects.

Driving the car, the street was deserted, and the unknown depressed trees stood on both sides of the street, coping with time with youth, silent, and he suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with making a tree. The shadow of the tree swept through the car window, and then walked backwards, the trees have neither sustenance nor attachment to the world, they just grow, and he, has he grown? Liu Nian remembered the old days, the old things were like a dream, and he remembered his experience after learning about Chen Mofei's college entrance examination, but he ran away without hesitation, and he didn't even have time to hide in the dark to sneak a glance at her, he originally thought that he saw her like that, wanted to be with her, wanted to say something to her, but the moment he learned the so-called truth, he escaped so much that he was not embarrassed and frightened.

That's when he started smoking his first cigarette.

Liu Nian gently stepped on the brakes, looked at the tail lights of the car in front, the intersection of the traffic post was high with red lights, and the machines surrounded by iron sheets lined up silently but neatly, gasping slightly.

Pedestrians crossed the zebra crossing, there was a pair of young men and women, who did not look very old, and the girl happened to turn her head to look at the boy and smile, and said something to him. That kind of light, that kind of light, that kind of light, he tried to recall the meeting with Chen Mofei just now, and recalled the way Chen Mofei looked at him, peaceful, plain, and flat, looking at him, no joy or sorrow, nothing, empty. She emptied his heart, and it became empty, as if there was nothing left.

He got off the steering wheel with both hands, heard someone behind him honk the car horn, Liu Nian raised his head, and found that the traffic lights on the opposite side had already changed color, he didn't have time to think about it, stepped on the accelerator, and the car crossed the zebra crossing straight. Liu Nian felt as if he had discovered something, such as why he and Chen Mofei were where they are today, and what happened between them.

Don't love anymore?

At least at this moment.

Should they be separated?

At least not at this moment.

How can you stop loving?

He was a little dazed, and his gaze narrowly crossed the weaving traffic in front of him, where there was a distance that he would never be able to reach. However, the most important thing now is now. What was he going to do now? The closer the car got to his home, the more panicked he became. The car slowed down, he parked the car on the side of the road, turned on the double flash, took out the cigarette, the lighter, and with a "snap", the light of the lighter illuminated the cigarette.