I had a dream, in which my father told me that he and mother were divorced

Aqian is 26 this year.

A rare confidant in a foreign country, in the fourth year of knowing us, Ah Qian finally told us his story.

In fact, most stories are clichéd.

When Ah Qian was 16 years old, when the hot summer vacation finally passed, Ah Qian wore a white drop-shoulder skirt with a looming collarbone, a half-pony tail, luggage, and a key high school student. Admission notice, went to school alone.

Aqian's father often travels on business and can be away from home for 29 days a month. As an expatriate from a research institute, his mother has been abroad for two years.

Aqian has become accustomed to the desertedness of the house during his mother's absence for two years. Eating alone, living alone, lying on the sofa when it is quiet, listening to music, reading a book, and often staring at the book in a daze. That book was given to her by her mother before she went abroad, "I Am a Cat".

The house where one is alone is lonely,Aqian was waiting for his parents to come back, waiting for the house to be filled with laughter again.

Wait and wait, the result is the divorce of mom and dad.

It was Aqian's 17th birthday. Dad accompanied Aqian to celebrate his birthday at home. When making a wish, Aqian hoped that her mother would come back soon, and her father and herself were waiting for her to go home.

Aqian cut a piece of cake for his father, and his father was silent for a moment, and put the cake back on the table, with a hint of heaviness on his face.

"Aqian," Dad paused, "I will talk to you."

span , Squeezing both hands together, a little nervous.

"Dad, let's talk about it."

is a tremor that is not easy to predict.

"I,Divorced your mother. "Dad said this and looked at Aqian. Aqian in front of him has grown up. Between her brows and eyes are her mother's shadow.

The tears are spinning in his eyes, Aqian doesn't know. What to say, hurriedly lowered his head, squeezed the corners of his clothes with both hands, so as not to let myself tremble.

Dad still saw the tears that A Qian tried to suppress, and his heart twitched. A Qian grows up, she should know the truth, even if the truth is cruel, she can no longer help A Qian make various decisions like she did when she was a child.

Both people are silent, and the air is like It was solidified. After a long time, my father finally broke the silence, his voice was hoarse, "Aqian, will you live with your father in the future, or go to Canada to find your mother? No matter what your choice is, Dad loves you, and you will always be Dad's good daughter. "

A Qian tightened the corners of his clothes, his knuckles were white, trying to make his voice sound normal, "Dad, I, I want to look at it in two years, I'll read it first Finish high school. "

Dad nodded, and the silence once again enveloped the father and daughter. After a while, Dad got up and went back to the room, leaving Ah Qian sitting at the table alone.

this scenario,As if returning to those weekends when A Qian was alone, the tears in A Qian's eyes finally couldn't help falling, one by one, soaking his clothes.

Ah Qian returned to the room and couldn't help crying. Dad raised and lowered his hand, but after all he didn't knock on the door. Listening to A Qian's cry, the tears that fell silently, but hit his father's heart heavily.

Tired of crying, Ah Qian finally fell asleep. Dad quietly helped A Qian cover the quilt, sat on the side of the bed, looked at A Qian's face, and didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, Dad finally got up and left.

The next day, when A Qian got up, only A Qian was left in the house. It was the same as before, a house with A Qian alone. In the afternoon, A Qian returned to school alone with his luggage.

A Qian feels like she has a dream, a dream that is not so good. In the dream, Dad tells A Qian, "A Qian, I divorced your mother."

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A Qian thought, what is your mother doing right now? When I waited for my birthday, my mother seemed to be coming back to celebrate my birthday with my father.

But,Is this really just a dream?

A Qian still does it step by step and leads the few remaining dreams from high school to big. Like a dream, A Qian was locked in the depths of his memory. After that, my father never mentioned it again, nor did my mother.

After graduating from high school, Aqian went to a university in Rongcheng.

The day A Qian arrived in Rongcheng, it was an overcast and rainy day. The rain was not heavy, but it was also a bit annoying. A Qian was alone carrying a schoolbag, pulling a suitcase, and driving to school on the side of the road.

finally stopped a taxi, Ah Qian labored to put all the luggage in the trunk, and when he was sitting in the back row just about to close the door, he heard a voice: "Student, yes. Would you like to take a car? I'll go to Sichuan University ."

Then he came to know himself and sat directly in the front seat. Aqian did not have time to say a word, instead, Master Chuan spoke. Call me to get in the car.

A Qian is used to being alone,With fear, he narrowed his eyes. The master and the younger brother chatted all the way about the customs of Rongcheng, and the atmosphere was warm. Moving forward and backward, it seems that two worlds have formed.

The master and the little brother talked all the way to the end, A Qian paid the fare, took the suitcase and walked towards the school gate, the only scene is just the millions in A Qian's life One of the memory fragments.

But what I did not expect is that this is precisely the beginning of another story.

"Classmates, wait, I haven't paid you the fare, how much do you have on WeChat, let's add a WeChat."

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Ah? Which major?"

"Classmates, you have so many luggages. Let me take it for you."

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br5p img Qian was stunned for a moment, at a loss, the little brother couldn't help but said, took away the suitcase in A Qian's hand, strode forward, and suddenly distanced him from A Qian.

A light of helplessness penetrated through A Qian’s eyes,I had to walk quickly to follow.

All the way to the dormitory, the little brother was talking, Ah Qian followed quietly, silent, and her thoughts did not know where she went. "I don't know what Dad is going to do. When will mom come back to see Dad and A Qian?"

Finally, Aqian added his WeChat account.

"Aqian, your name is really nice. With starlight Asase 3sp _span0

3sp _span0 He smiled indifferently, as if he didn't expect the little brother to also know this poem. This is a poem that my father and mother said when they got married, "Yingying, if we have a daughter in the future, let's call it Aqian." Talking about the past between him and his mother?

With a smile on the corner of Aqian's mouth, he talked to us about her first meeting with Shen Mulin.

we urge her,"? After that you also see it yet?"

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to be continued.

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