Chapter 70: A dilemma
Yi Lin's words made Yu Yang recall it repeatedly, this was another serious reflection on the relationship between himself and Xiaojing, in the past, it was love but couldn't, but now it is love but can't, so he pushed her out step by step.
He thought that this was fulfilling her, but it was not until today that he realized that she was not as happy and happy as he imagined, so he was afraid that he had made the wrong decision again.
Just when all kinds of thoughts were in his mind, he received a call from his mother. It's been more than a year since he broke up with Qin Xue, and the second elder has never heard of any girl he has a relationship with, as a mother, he always has an endless heart for his children.
"Yangyang, have you been busy lately? Is everything okay? ”
"I'm fine, how are you and Dad doing, are Dad's health okay?"
"We're all right, don't worry. You have to take care of yourself, don't always think about work, you are not young, you should think about your own personal affairs. ”
"Mom, I know what to expect."
"Mom knows that you had a girl you liked in the past, and you have sacrificed a lot for our family over the years, and now you should pursue your own happiness."
"Mom......" Yu Yang didn't expect his mother to suddenly mention his emotions, but he hadn't sorted them out yet, and he didn't know how to respond.
"Son, my parents are old, and I don't have any other wishes, I hope you can live your own life, then we will be content."
After hanging up the phone, Yu Yang's heart was full of emotion, his mother hoped that he would pursue happiness, but his happiness was close at hand, far away in the sky.
These days, Yi Lin's words have been lingering in Xiaojing's mind repeatedly, and after work this day, she passed by a bridal shop, where a bride was looking at herself repeatedly in front of the mirror, with a sweet smile on her face.
When her gaze suddenly moved from the bride's face to herself in front of the glass, she was startled, and her own face was gloomy, and this strong contrast pierced her heart.
She didn't want to see herself like this anymore and wanted to flee quickly, but she had just turned around, but she was pulled by Yu Yang.
"Let's talk." This is the first time since Yu Yang came back that he had such a firm attitude in front of Xiaojing. Yu Yang thought that Yi Lin's words would make Xiaojing understand something, but he never thought that these days, Xiaojing has always consciously avoided him, he no longer wants to see a thoughtful and sullen look, he must make a decision on this matter.
"I heard what Yi Lin said that day." Yu Yang's straightforwardness surprised Xiaojing.
"You don't have to take her words to heart." Then she pretended not to care.
"Do you really think so?" He looked at her aggressively.
"Yu Yang, what do you want to say?"
"I want you to face your own sincerity." When he said this, she could only stare at two eyes and not speak.
"I know I'm not in a position to ask anything from you, but at least I want you to really follow your heart."
"Why are you doing this all of a sudden?"
"Because I still love you! I've never forgotten you. This sentence has been holding in his heart for many years, and now that he says it, his heart is relieved.
She didn't respond again, but ran away crying.
"I know you're still in love with me." Looking at her back, he muttered to himself. Although he knew that it would be cruel to force her to face it like this, he didn't want her to throw herself into the arms of others with her own feelings, and this result would be the cruelest for them.
He knew that such a choice would be too difficult for a kind person like Xiaojing, and he didn't know what choice she would make. His eyes were slightly closed, and two tears crossed the corners of his eyes.
Xiaojing hid downstairs alone and cried for a long time, Yi Lin kindly reminded her that she actually had the answer in her heart, but she didn't dare or wanted to face it. She didn't expect Yu Yang to stand up and confess to herself again, which made the balance of her heart tilt again.
When Xiaojing returned home, Chen Ling was serving hot tomato brisket.
"Sister, you're back." It was Xiaojing's younger brother Lu Xiaoyu who spoke.
"Xiaoyu, why are you here?" Xiaojing was very surprised to see her younger brother.
"I didn't want to stay in my hometown, so I begged my brother-in-law to introduce me to a job."
The word brother-in-law sounds unspeakably strange to Xiaojing today. She subconsciously glanced at Chen Ling, and Chen Ling was also looking at her: "Go wash your hands and eat." I'll stir-fry two more dishes for you. ”
After eating, Chen Ling rushed to wash the dishes again and asked Xiaojing to accompany her younger brother.
"Sister, brother-in-law is really a good man in a hundred, look at how good he is to you."
Xiaojing looked at her younger brother with a smile, and paused for a while before continuing, "Mom knows that you came to Shanghai?" ”
"I know, with you here, my mother is naturally relieved that I will come. By the way, how are you getting ready for your wedding? If there's anything you need me to help with, just let me know. ”
Xiaoyu's words made Xiaojing's smile freeze in the air, and in order not to let her younger brother notice something unusual, she quickly adjusted her mood: "It's okay, there's nothing needed." ”
"Also, brother-in-law is afraid that everything is covered." After speaking, Xiaoyu looked at her brother-in-law, and then at her sister, although her sister was smiling, she always looked like something was wrong.
"Sister, how do I think you don't look very good lately, are you tired from work, now that you have my brother-in-law and me, you don't put so much pressure on yourself, you have to pay more attention to rest, so that you can be a beautiful bride when the time comes."
"Our Xiaoyu has grown up." Xiaojing was still smiling faintly.
Looking at Xiaoyu and Chen Ling, Xiaojing's heart turned a thousand times, and she was in a dilemma. She felt that she was constantly being pulled by the emotions on both sides, one side was sincere, and the other was responsibility.
The rain outside the window was pouring down, not like it was falling on the ground, but like it was falling in the heart.