Dad's palm "snapped" on the coffee table, and his tone was angry: "I just said that it was very good to you, but now I said that I was separated, and your transformation is too fast!

There was a sharp pain in my chest, and I explained hoarsely: "It's true that it's good to me, it's true that we're separated, I'm not fooling, I'm just telling the truth." ”

Dad suddenly raised his voice, called his name and scolded angrily: "Min Xixi, what a mess! You only took this photo more than ten days ago, if you are really good to you, how can you be separated so quickly? Do you think you can coax us around? Tell me the truth!"

Dad's health is not good, so he should not be angry. I gasped deeply, trying to stabilize his emotions as soon as possible, so I told myself not to panic, to stay sober, and said, "This is the truth, it's all the truth." ”

Dad still didn't believe it, and the words were about to crackle again, but his mother comforted him again: "Don't be busy getting angry, listen to Xixi first." Aren't we going to have a good conversation? Don't scare the kids. ”

Hearing this, my father reluctantly pressed down his words, looked at me angrily, and waited for me to speak. But what should I say? I can't tell my parents that he's married, I can't say that he wants me to be his second wife, and I can't show that I have a deep affection for him.

After hesitating for a while, I spoke: "It's a matter of faith, although he is kind to me, I can't accept his religious beliefs, so we separated." I still have the breakup email, and if you really don't believe me, I can show it to you. After that, in order to convince them, I took the computer from my study, called up the email, and used the Chinese-English automatic translation software to translate a small part of the letter to Mousa and showed them. Especially the final conclusion, which clearly states "Let's break up".

After reading it, Dad hesitated, didn't say anything, went to the corner, lit a cigarette, and pondered.

Mom was still sitting on the sofa, looking up at me, and said earnestly, "Xixi, you did the right thing." Those Arabs are too violent, and the idea of male superiority and inferiority is deeply ingrained. You take this as a lesson and don't make such mistakes in the future. ”

I twitched the corners of my mouth and laughed dumbly.

My parents judged us to be a mistake before they had ever met Mouses, and my friends had never met or understood Muslims and equated them with terrorists. On the Internet, in the media, there is all kinds of negative news. When it comes to Arabs, angry netizens are scolding. I was helpless and powerless, and I wanted to resolve this paranoia, but I could only nod lightly under the gaze of my mother.

"That's my good boy. Mom smiled with satisfaction, "This matter is over, and we won't talk about it anymore." You, you are in love and married as you should, and I still expect you to stay by my side after you come back from Dubai in the past four years. ”

I paused, didn't dare to speak again, just nodded blankly.

Back in the study with the computer in his arms, the letter to Moussa was still on the screen. For more than a week, he didn't reply to me and didn't contact me again. All the familiarity and implication that once framed us have collapsed and cannot be redeemed. This is the violence carried by life and separation, and no matter how lingering and sympathetic it was, it will not be able to escape this barrier that will eventually become strange.

I was staring at the computer screen in a daze, and all of a sudden, the screen flashed and a small box popped up in the bottom right corner: You have received a new email from Moussa.

My heart trembled, I couldn't help but rub my eyes, and I read it right, and immediately clicked the mouse to open it. The page jumped out, and I only read the first sentence of the page, "cece", and quickly closed my eyes, and after a long period of thought, I mustered up the courage to open it again.

"Cece, I just saw your email and was surprised, how could you think that? I don't know where you saw those so-called 'regulations', but many of them simply don't exist. In the UAE, women have the right to sue for divorce, to remarry, and there are no rules that prohibit them from associating with their mothers' families. Even the government stipulates that if you marry a woman over the age of 30, you will receive more welfare benefits. And the claim that you can't attend your parents' funeral is just nonsense. My parents are born with a blood relationship, how can they not be allowed to attend the funeral? Even I can enter the Christian church, only in Allah's heart, where can there be any restrictions? cece, there is no such situation as the example in your letter, do not listen to the rumors of malicious people, and do not doubt my religious beliefs at will, okay? My faith is good, and Allah is merciful. All things are a blessing from Allah, and we should all be grateful.

By the way, I was busy with something some time ago and didn't contact you. I tried it today, but your phone couldn't get through, so when you see it, give me a call back. Moussa. ”

Looking at this email, I was like a speechless person, and my heart suddenly welled up with joy and sadness. Happily, the talk of intermarriage on the Internet is nonsense, and the sad thing is that no matter whether it is true or not, there is no escape from the certainty of separation.

I did not call Mousa as requested, and after an argument with my parents, I already clearly understood their attitude towards Musa. I've never been a desperate person, and I have to worry about my parents' feelings.

So, I just sent an email back to Moussa, a few words, but the tone was much firmer than the last time: "The gap in faith is not just an example of what you have been given, but there are other aspects. Moussa, I have made up my mind, so let me go. The two of us will not be recognized by others. ”

As for the issue of "identity", I did not have a deep understanding until today. It turns out that many times, the sense of identity does not come from the individual itself, but from the general environment of growth. Just by mentioning "Arabs", there are so many stereotypes that need to be broken, let alone mentioning "second wives". The barrier between us is not a star.

Throughout the night, I was so entangled in this cruel topic that I had trouble breathing. It wasn't until he was about to go to bed that he suddenly received a call from Lian Pian, which woke up his low and sad thoughts.

She was low and choked up over there, and she had always been very chic and elegant, and she changed to a sad and sad tone to tell me about the current relationship situation. She said: "I have only been back for 20 days, and Edward has a new love. When I started talking, I thought it would break up in a month or two, but it took me half a year, but he didn't talk about it sooner or later, but he dumped me here. ”

I temporarily collected my emotions and pretended to be energetic to devote myself to the analysis of the 100,000 urgent situation: "The two of you are inexplicable together, and it is inexplicable when you are separated, isn't it normal?"

"I know it's normal, and I can accept it. She said without hesitation and said, "But I'm also human, no matter what the motive is, but after all, after getting along for so long, I have feelings in my heart, and sadness is inevitable." On the surface, I can't say it more calmly, but people's hearts are made of meat, so I have to buffer it. ”

Of course, I understand this mentality, just as I thought I could leave Mouses after my dedication, but I hesitated for a while. So, I comforted her: "I understand, I understand, calm down, originally you just met in Pingshui, and you have to divide in the morning and evening." You might as well finish it sooner, right?"

As soon as these words came out, even I was stunned. Yes, I have to divide early and late anyway, why should I be entangled in my feelings for the early death of Moses? With Lian Pian's heart as a frame of reference, I saw my own situation more clearly.

"You're right. Anyway, Edward has brought me a lot of feelings, and it is not a loss. Lian Pian sighed: "Actually, Edward and I are quite compatible together, I really don't know if the next handsome foreign guy can ......be like this after separation" She began to spread all kinds of associations and speculations, in fact, she knows better than anyone else that this rapid relationship is irretrievable, but she still needs a listening and persuasion.

Listening to her count the grief, I gradually felt calmer, and my churning mind calmed down. When you are in despair, you have a friend who can grieve with you. This is more or less comforting. Listening to her sad story, her feelings can be relieved. In the end, we finally calmed down and felt a little solace in the licking of each other's wounds.

For the next few days, I devoted myself to my parents, and in order to reassure them, I barely touched my phone or computer, so that they could believe that I was at home and had no connection to the outside world. After a few days of such a delay, I opened the mailbox again, and there were a dozen or so letters lying quietly in it, all of which belonged to Moussa.

The previous content is much the same, asking, questioning, puzzled, and unbelieving, and between the lines, his heartache and confusion are clearly revealed.

"Didn't you say that you would go to hell together? Even if you have the courage to go to hell, why do you want to leave so easily? I asked you if you could accompany me now, and you said you would, but now there are not a few 'now', and you have no reason to leave. On the last night out of Venice, I also asked if you would leave me and you told me no. Why are you lying to me with such a false lie!"

As I read his words, my heart was like a knife, and my sadness was inexplicable.

It's like holding my dying grandmother's hand and telling her that I will listen to her in the future.

It's a promise that you can't do at all, but you want to keep with all the power in your life.

A bloody confession passed in front of my eyes, and I didn't dare to look closely, and it hurt people. It wasn't until I saw the last letter that my hairs stood on end, and my whole body trembled. The brain went blank and couldn't tell the direction.

"Cece, I can't reach you by phone, and now you don't reply to emails. I have booked a ticket from Dubai to Chongqing, and I will go to Chongqing Jiangbei Airport on the afternoon of July 28, and I will come to you. ”

Glancing at my phone, July 28th, it was today!

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