At night, Du Wanling sat alone on the sofa holding a book, watching absentmindedly, looking at the alarm clock from time to time, waiting for He Weiguo to come home.

The time for He Weiguo to return to work in the province is imminent, but the couple still can't sit down well and have an in-depth exchange with their hearts. Even if there were, it was interrupted impatiently by He Weiguo when he talked about key issues.

Du Wanling really can't figure out He Weiguo's current thoughts, especially his attitude towards the Cheng family. It used to be like this, and then it was even worse.

Not to mention indifference and disdain, it seems to have a heart-pounding inexplicable hatred!

Why is that?

Could it be that He Weiguo has some unspeakable mental trauma that makes it even more elusive and incomprehensible?

But what did he go through? What does this have to do with the Cheng family?

Whenever he asked, he either avoided talking about it or flew into a rage. Du Wanling is entangled, the introduction is in He Yi'an, the suspense is in the Cheng family, but the root is in He Weiguo.

Tonight, it is another attempt made by Du Wanling, and the problem cannot be put aside indefinitely, maybe one day it will become a time bomb for the destruction of the family.

It was late at night, and He Weiguo dragged his staggering steps into the door, breathing with a strong smell of wine. Seeing that Du Wanling hadn't slept yet, she muttered vaguely, "Why haven't you slept yet?" Sleep peacefully? ”

Du Wanling put down the book and said gently: "I have been waiting for you to come, but I went to bed before the child arrived." ”

"Oh, don't wait when I come back late in the future, go to bed early!" He Weiguo waved his hand, kicked his shoes and prepared to walk into the bedroom.

"Great country!" Du Wanling stood up hesitantly and said, "I want to talk to you, is it okay?" Even now, we haven't had a proper conversation. You've only been in Longyou for a few days, and I think it's important for us to sit down and exchange ideas. ”

He Weiguo paused, his face stiffened slightly, and he said in a puzzled manner: "Oh, it's so late, why don't you say it during the day?" ”

Du Wanling pursed her lips and frowned and retorted, "Do you have time to talk to me during the day?" I don't have to wait until you come back in the evening to see you. ”

Du Wanling said with a hint of stubbornness and persistence, seeing that there was no way back, He Weiguo turned around helplessly, sat down on the sofa irritably, and said stupidly: "Okay, let's talk." ”

Du Wanling tried to calm down, and said earnestly: "Weiguo, I think you have changed a lot more than before, sometimes you are really like two people." I really can't figure out what you're thinking right now. And for what? ”

The muscles of He Weiguo's cheeks twitched twice involuntarily, and he said unansweringly: "What you said, I'm still me, what's changeable!" After so many years of delay, what I am thinking about now is how to realize my ambitions, how to realize my own value, and how to make this family better. Isn't that good? Isn't this normal? ”

An inexplicable dryness surged in her heart, and Du Wanling asked slightly sharply, "Is this normal?" Weiguo, touch your conscience and ask, it's been more than ten years, since you stepped out of the door of the group, have you ever gone back? ”

It's this cliché again!

He Weiguo was irritable for a while, and his brows tightened: "I knew you wanted to talk about Cheng Jia'an's two people!" ”

Du Wanling leaned forward and said bitterly, "Can't you say it?" Brother Jia'an, they are very kind to us, and they are as kind as a mountain. Weiguo, why can't you say it now? ”

His wife's repeated questions, and even pressing step by step, made He Weiguo have a splitting headache.

This question has been hovering between the two for a long time, and as far as her posture tonight is concerned, it seems that if she doesn't explain it clearly and thoroughly, Du Wanling will never give up.

Let's just say it, and never mention it again.

To put it bluntly, Du Wanling no longer has any delusions and entanglements. Of course, the most secret things still have to be hidden, and they are a scar in his heart that can never be healed.

"Wanling, what do you think is the point of us being entangled with a family like theirs? In the future, we are destined to be in two different classes, and the disparity between these classes will widen...... I admit that they have helped us in difficult times, so what do we use in return? Is it to spend a lifetime of energy solving the endless difficulties and problems of them, their next generation, and the next generation? It's impossible, so it's time to keep going back to it! ”

What does this mean?

When did favor become a burden?

He Weiguo's narrow and selfish speculation, in the final analysis, is actually a kind of discrimination against the ordinary and ordinary Cheng family in his heart!

What's wrong with the ordinary?

Counting three generations, who is not a member of the ordinary?

Do we have to look back and dislike our own history and deny our past?

Where did the red line you draw and the class you set up come from?

Even if, as you said, the two families are in two classes, perhaps in the future this disparity will be even greater, but what is this? You've never given anyone anything, and they've never asked for anything.

Where does your speculation, your arbitrariness, come from?

Du Wanling was indeed a little aggrieved for the Cheng family and his wife, and even a little angry: "No, Weiguo, don't use the heart of a villain to spend the belly of a gentleman." Think about it, have they ever reached out to you, big brother Jia'an? Have you ever done one thing? Even in the most difficult moments, did your dignified health secretary help him a little doctor? No! Not a single bit! Why do you say that people will pester you in vain to reciprocate! ”

He Weiguo's face was gloomy, and he sneered: "Heh, not now, maybe in the future?" ”

Du Wanling shook her head in extreme disappointment, and a burst of irrepressible pain hit her heart: "I don't think it's a realistic class problem, it's that you have divided people into three, six, nine and so on in your heart." You hold yourself too high and look down on others too much...... Fundamentally, it's a matter of quality. ”

Du Wanling left no room for criticism, even unabashedly accusations, stabbing He Weiguo's nerves on the spot, his eyes instantly wolfed Gu Gu Xuan, his eyelids trembled up and down, and he roared angrily: "What do you mean? Quality? Are you trying to say that I'm unqualified, immoral, ungrateful, and wolf-hearted? ”

Du Wanling turned her face indifferently and said coldly: "This is what you said!" ”

He Weiguo suddenly jumped like thunder, pointed his trembling fingers at Du Wanling, and burst into the crown: "But that's what you mean, what do you know?" You've seen them helping us take care of Ann, what else can you see? From the very beginning, I didn't want to mix and match with these rustic rural cadres, but this damn fate has to involve us and entangle, and I can't figure it out until now! ”

Looking at Du Wanling's indifferent and indifferent appearance, He Weiguo was completely stunned by the long-suppressed anger, and when he didn't choose to speak, he completely exposed his cautious hiding privacy.

"Back then, I couldn't support them easily, but I had to kneel and beg in front of him Cheng Jia'an in those most heartwarming years, and begged for his poor help with tears in my eyes, do you know how I feel? My dignity, my pride, my face was fucking shattered. ”

Du Wanling was completely stunned by He Weiguo's words!

This is something she never knew. If He Weiguo's rejection of the Cheng family in the past was regarded as self-absorbed superiority, then now the reason is that after losing face, he is a distorted mentality of angering for no reason.

Now Du Wanling finally understands that it is not only He Yi'an who has fallen into the fence, but also He Weiguo! And it's a self-made, even darker, colder, twisted barrier.

"Original...... It turns out that this is the ultimate reason why you are in vain. Weiguo, you are so disappointing. Du Wanling said grief-stricken.

"Disappointed? No! He Weiguo grimaced.

"From now on, I will try to forget the past, forget the unbearable past, start over, reinvent myself, and get back all the dignity and pride I have lost...... I've got it back, I'm still me! ”

"Huh!"

Du Wanling smiled bitterly and shook her head in despair: "Forget the past? Doesn't forgetting the past mean betrayal......"

Du Wanling's red and swollen eyes dripped bitter tears, staring at He Weiguo standing aside, her voice was hoarse and cold, but she was so righteous: "You not only ask yourself to betray, but also want to impose it on me, on Yi'an, right?" ”

After completely venting the resentment in his heart, He Weiguo gradually calmed down, and softened his tone a little towards Du Wanling, who was aggressive with a soft knife: "Now that Yi'an has returned, I will slowly persuade him to get rid of the messy involvement of that family, take the road he should take, and stop being bound by these meaningless fetters." ”

penetrated He Weiguo's despicable heart, even if there was any high-sounding reason, it was just a pretence.

There is no greater mourning than death.

Du Wanling shook her head sadly and said, "I understand, it's me who is wrong, it's me who has illusions about you." I never thought that what you did was just out of a father's expectations and responsibilities to his children, but I didn't expect that there were so many dirty thoughts behind this. ”

He Weiguo narrowed his eyes, revealing an imperceptible cold light: "Wanling, I have already said all the thoughts in my heart, including my unspeakable past, and this is also forced by you!" I hope you can understand that we and they are not people on the same path. There is a limit to gratitude, and I must not tolerate my own son becoming a lever for others to manipulate me. ”

As the only link between father and son, as the only bridge between Cheng He's two families, from dazed to ardent expectations, from gloomy to heartbroken, now Du Wanling is disheartened.

"Don't worry, no one will use Yi'an as a lever to blackmail you, not before, not now, and not in the future...... Because the people you look down on are the ones who really have flesh and blood and soul! ”

A much-needed exchange turned into the beginning of a split, a desperate attempt to redeem and metamorphose into a tragic centrifugation.

Perhaps it was from this moment that the couple who struggled out of their suffering, who should have been heart-to-heart and supported each other, gradually walked towards the abyss of sharing the same bed and dreaming and looking like each other.

Instead of sinking in the stormy seas, but sinking in peace and joy, is it fortunate or unfortunate?

That night, the two were arguing fiercely with their voices suppressed, but He Yi'an still heard their conversation clearly. Every word is like a sharp knife that debons and cuts his heart.

All night, he sat on the edge of the bed in a demented state, his hands clenched, and the green tendons on the back of his hands bulged......

[What made He Weiguo so tyrannical was not only the flesh and skin suffering of the turbulent era, but also the impact on his soul, which caused him to tend to a distorted psychology. I haven't talked too much about the past events that happened in those unbearable years, I can only understand but not speak, and everyone should be able to understand it. 】