"Momo, how are you studying lately?" Wen Jinghao looked at his son and wanted to ease the awkward atmosphere.

"That's it!" Wen Zimo replied casually, looked down and saw the small pebble at his feet, raised his foot and kicked away.

His parents divorced, but the knot in his heart still hasn't been opened.

"Where are you going?"

"Go to Grandpa's house." Wen Zimo still didn't want to look at his father, and his eyes looked at the sky in the distance.

"Oh...... Well......" Wen Jinghao was speechless for a while.

"Well, let's go." Wen Zimo put his hands in his pockets and walked between his parents.

Lin Chuxia took his son's arm and walked away with his son, leaving Wen Jinghao standing in place and not moving half a step.

After more than half a year of divorce, I have never made a phone call to my mentor, and I occasionally remember, but I don't have the face, and I don't have the courage to make this call.

I remember that in the past, the mentor cared for him, supported him, and valued him like his own father.

Now I am now, in the bottom of my heart, my feelings for my mentor have not changed, but I have no shame to face it!

Fate played a big joke on itself, the once happy marriage was shattered by the truth twenty years ago, and it can no longer be restored.

The mentor's love for Xia Xia, he knows, and the breakdown of his daughter's marriage is the result that the mentor does not want to see.

Suddenly, Wen Jinghao seemed to understand why his mentor had treated him like a son in the past 20 years? Why did you choose him as your son-in-law?

The mentor just wants to hope that on the day the truth is revealed, he can think of his goodness, the kindness of the past 20 years, and hope that he can forgive Lin Chuxia and save his marriage.

The mentor of the year must have felt that he could be sure enough to control his daughter's marriage.

However, this kind of kindness can be reciprocated in other forms, but it cannot be exchanged for his own marriage.

Knowing the truth, like an uncontrolled lion, angry to the verge of collapse, only divorce can put himself out.

It's like dropping a boulder into the air, smashing the happiness of the past to pieces. At that time, I didn't care about the feelings of others.

Now Wen Jinghao thinks of his mentor and feels so powerless.

……

Lin Chuxia took Wen Zimo home.

"Momo is back!" When my grandmother opened the door and saw her grandson, her eyes were red.

Luo Xingxing walked out of the room and stood at the door, looking at Wen Zimo.

After Luo Xingxing and Wen Zimo knew the truth, this was their first meeting.

When the sprout of love just sprouts a small tip, it is defeated and worn out by the truth!

Wen Zimo didn't dare to look directly at Luo Xingxing's existence, he thought he was ready, but when he saw Luo Xingxing, he still couldn't face it.

"Momo, come here." Grandpa sat on the couch, put down the newspaper, and removed his reading glasses.

Wen Zimo sat next to his grandfather, looking at his hands, his fingers crossed.

"Momo, how is it at school? Accustomed to it? ”

"It's alright, Grandpa." Wen Zimo was reluctant to open his heart, and the communication with his grandfather was also light.

After lunch, Wen Zimo went to school, but he still didn't want to integrate into this family, the home that once belonged to him.

Wen Zimo and Luo Xingxing never said a word, but their eyes inadvertently swept over Luo Xingxing's face, and they quickly withdrew, without some fluctuations in their eyes.

All emotional grievances are left to time, time, is a magical thing, it will eventually calm everyone's heart and accept everything.

……

Xu Yihan's days after remarriage were happy.

This high-quality woman who has always lacked love, in the years when she was not confused, finally met the right person, and met the person who was determined to protect the rest of her life. All bitter loneliness has a way back.

Fall in love with this city, live in this city, from then on, laundry and cooking, repairing fences and farming, no matter how beautiful the time is, it can't withstand the company of your lover.

If I meet you later, I will be you for the rest of my life.

Xu Yihan fell in love with cooking, went home from work to buy groceries, and cooked a table meal for her lover.

It is probably that she has been alone for ten years, or that she has been lonely for too long, and these trivial family matters have become a small blessing in her life, and she never gets tired of it.

The door opened, and Wang Mingzhe went home from work.

The lights at home are brilliant, the smell of food is coming to the nose, there is Xu Yihan's busy figure in the kitchen, and the air is full of love.

"Wife, I'm back!" Wang Mingzhe enjoys this long-lost happiness, and when he returns home, he is no longer blind with a black light, no longer an ice pot and a cold stove, and no longer lonely.

"Wash your hands and eat!" Xu Yihan came out of the kitchen with a soup bowl.

This woman, this woman who was once dominant, a woman who worked hard for her career in the first half of her life. In the second half of her life, she was willing to be a little woman with low eyebrows, cooking and washing for the man she loved, this feeling of happiness is only known to her.

Xu Yihan stood at the table, serving soup.

"Wife, in fact, you don't have to work so hard, we can eat out after work." Wang Mingzhe hugged her from behind.

"You have to live a life, and you can feel at home when you cook at home." Xu Yihan put down the soup spoon: "Besides, I enjoy the process of cooking, there is a kind of cooking, not cooking for the sake of cooking, cooking is also a feeling." ”

Xu Yihan turned around, put his hands on Wang Mingzhe's shoulders, and surrounded him: "I said this, I don't know if you can understand?" ”

"I know, always have." Wang Mingzhe hugged his wife's waist: "It's like I eat the food you cook, although it is not as delicious as the mountain delicacies outside, but the sense of pleasure and satisfaction in my heart is something that others can't experience, and eating is also a feeling!" ”

Wang Mingzhe looked at his wife's delicate face, her skin was still fair and translucent, and he couldn't help but kiss her cheek: "Wife, can you eat?" ”

"Absolutely!"

"We can discuss feelings while eating." Wang Mingzhe pulled out a chair for his wife.

……

It is said that the life of remarriage is still a piece of chicken feathers, but when two people who can keep their loneliness and have been injured are together, they can still live happily.

After reading such a sentence, it is useless for people who can't swim to change no matter how many pools they have.

This is a fitting metaphor for marriage. The essence of marriage is a matter of one person, never a matter of two people.

People who don't understand the nature of marriage, no matter how many people they change, married life will still repeat the mistakes of the past.

Only by elevating oneself in the first failed marriage, allowing oneself to grow, and keeping the loneliness, one day, will break out of the cocoon into a butterfly and be reborn in Nirvana.

Xu Yihan and Wang Mingzhe are such people, their lives are plain and happy, they love each other, and the married life of middle-aged people is less passionate and more caring.

Most importantly, they communicate and synchronize their thoughts and spirits. This spiritual dependence, ideological unity, allows each other to grow freely......