The house was not in the same city as the address I was living in, but it was only a few hours by car. I didn't want to take the driver there, so I went home first, took a car key that no one used and went out, but the doorman refused to open the door, saying that the seventh sister had confessed, and it was time for the curfew, and no one was allowed to go out.

I had to call her and say I was going out, and she gossiped: "The work is over, what are you going to go out for?"

"Something."

"It's bedtime." "You know there's no way I'm going to agree to that," she said.

"I'm going to meet with Fanyin."

"What do you do when you meet?"

I laughed, "What do you say?" ”

She really wanted to crooked immediately, and her tone was a little embarrassed: "Then where are you going?"

"You want to ask about this too?" I said, "It's too much."

"Didn't you quarrel?" She said, "I'm worried he'll hit you."

"That's what he told you too?"

"Who?"

“……”

She smiled: "It's not that he confessed, it's my own concern."

"He won't hit me," I said, "and I didn't fight with him."

"Oh," she finally stopped rambling, "then you go early and come back early...... Alas, call me if something happens, and if he bullies you, tell me as soon as possible. ”

I secretly thought to myself, she didn't have much contact with Fanyin, and if he wanted to do something to me, where would it be my turn to call her.

The road was quiet, and as I drove, I remembered what the old man had said. Apparently Fanyin heard the clue from my words, and I didn't know how to deal with him?

Intellectually speaking, with what I know about him, it is not unusual for his character and character to divide my father's previous relationship with me, not to mention that I am also self-inflicted and so active with him. And it's come to this point, I have no way out, even if the relationship with my dad can be repaired, I don't want to go back, although there are fancy voices instigating first, but even without him, there will be such a day between me and my dad after all. I don't know if I will suddenly die one day, and unless it is particularly necessary, I don't plan to go back to being the daughter who suffered the sin.

Emotionally speaking, I couldn't calm down, I was full of joy before, thinking that he could finally love me seriously, which not only meant that he wanted to live with me, but also that he could finally care about my feelings and respect my thoughts.

But now it's falling short again.

I know that sooner or later, he and I will eventually remarry, but this incident will definitely become another knot between me and him in the second half of my life.

When I got there, the night was at its thickest, and there were no stars or moons in the sky, and although I could see the windows of the house, it was still difficult to tell if there was anyone in it because there was no light.

I drove to the garden gate, found that I couldn't find the remote control, and was about to park the car outside, when the gate slowly opened. I drove in and saw figures in the gazebo in the garden, as well as red cigarette butts that were going on and off.

I parked the car and walked over to the other side and sat down on a chair, although the temperature was not low at this time, but maybe it was because it was night, maybe because I was wearing less, I always felt a little cold, and I couldn't help but wrap up.

The cigarette butt was really loud, and when I sat down, he snuffed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray on the table, pointed to it, and said, "Go in?"

"No, here it is." Although it was a little colder, I found it good here, the first is that it is colder and the mind is clearer, and the second is that it is dark here, I can't see his face clearly, and it will be slightly more comfortable psychologically. And it's better to talk about it outside and in my car close to me, because there can be an argument, and I don't want to be pushed to some convenient place to strip my clothes.

"Hmm."

I think he probably already knew what I wanted to talk about, but fortunately he didn't pretend not to know, and this attitude invisibly destroyed some of my anger.

Of course, I had to say, "Your dad called me, and although you told me not to talk to him, I didn't expect him to bring it up all of a sudden."

His hands were on the table, his head was slightly bowed, and he did not speak.

Even though I understood, I asked, "Is he telling the truth?"

He took a long time before he spoke, "It's true."

I suddenly felt almost suffocated, and I was not particularly sad in my heart.

The discomfort silenced me and I took a deep breath to adjust.

At the same time, he looked up, I still couldn't make out his expression, but I could feel his gaze looking at me: "What do you want to do now?"

It took me a long time to feel myself calm again: "Your father said that he wants to wait for the remarriage, I think he can do as he says."

He said, "He's just saying that to you, but he's been looking for women for me all the time."

I didn't speak.

There was silence between me and him again, until he suddenly moved, took off his coat, handed it over, and said, "Put it on."

I said, "No, thank you."

He got up and walked around the table to me, and put his coat over my shoulders, and I reached out to pull it off, but he suddenly bent over and tried to hug me. I tried to hide, but to no avail, he wrapped my entire upper body in the coat, put his chin on my head, and held it like this for a few seconds, about hoping to calm me down, and then whispered, "Lingling, I thought you had guessed it."

I said, "I thought you had changed."

"Of course I've changed, but only if you're with me, otherwise who else will I show it to anyone?" He was reasonable: "I know you feel uncomfortable, but don't worry, I will never let you lose these things in vain." What's more, you work hard in that seat, and rest is good for your body? ”

I said, "You used to be at least more honest."

"I'm honest now, too." He said: "I didn't take the initiative to tell you because your personality definitely won't understand, and getting angry will affect your body."

I still didn't speak.

His clothes are warm, and it's naturally warmer to be wrapped like this, but I don't think so.

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