After getting married, I was separated from my husband because of work, and I never could not get into my husband's home.
What's more, he also has a "sister" who is eyeing him, and he keeps destroying it...
So I filed for divorce.
He agreed, but he didn't bring his ID every time, and he even used his daughter to persuade me to get back together.
"Two Cities"
1
"Take the Qingming Festival holiday, do you want to go there and get the divorce procedures done?" Zheng Li mentioned this again.
Lin Qi'an just kept his head busy, just like he didn't hear it.
"I said you heard it or not, don't pretend to die if you hear it!" Zheng Li threw the chopsticks on the table with a "slap" and pulled the volume up.
Lin Qi'an subconsciously looked at her daughter sitting on the baby chair. She was focusing on picking the pacifier on the water cup, not affected by the adults, then turned to Zheng Li and said, "It's been so long, and I don't rush to these days."
"Do you know that it's been delaying for so long? How many years are you going to delay?!" Zheng Li became even more excited, "Do you get married and divorced as soon as possible. Men don't have to worry about not finding a good partner at this age!"
"Mom, don't think I don't know what you meant. Su Xia and I have no meaning at all. Even if we divorce, it's impossible for me and her to do it!"
Lin Qi'an didn't feel the tone of aggravated. He lost all his appetite, put down his chopsticks, stood up and went back to the room.
"Oh, the meal hasn't been finished yet!" Zheng Li's mutter came from outside the door, "Even if it's impossible with Xiaoxia, you can still see others..."
"It's almost a year since you've been back, and that woman hasn't been here once. She's really harder than a stone..."
"..."
"..."
Lin Qi'an leaned on the windowsill with both hands, looking at the dark clouds floating near the sky, like marshmallows stained with gray. He closed his eyes irritably, wishing he could isolate all the sounds.
"Mom, mom..." The sound of my daughter's nipples sound came from outside the door, and the small figure swayed and pushed the door open.
When she brought her daughter back, she was only one year old and she was not speaking smoothly. However, every time she videoed with Song Xin, she would shout "Mom" to the other end, but she never said these two words.
At about a young age, I know my mother is not around.
Lin Qi'an's heart suddenly softened, and he stepped forward a few steps forward and raised his daughter high. A ray of sunlight broke through the gaps in the clouds and sprinkled on the father and daughter, softening the outline.
Lin Yinyin blinked her ignorant eyes at her father. Her eyes followed Song Xin, and Lin Qian seemed to be seen by Song Xin like this.
He looked at his daughter in a daze, and after a long time he held the corner of his mouth: "Yinyin, are you thinking of mother too?"
2
In the end, Lin Qi'an took advantage of the Qingming Festival and applied for a few more days to go to Ningcheng.
walked out of the high-speed rail platform. Song Xin didn't know how long she had been there. After seeing him, her eyes suddenly brightened, and she couldn't wait to look behind him, as if she had confirmed something, and then became dim again, her face shrouded in disappointment.
Lin Qian felt that she might not be waiting for her.
"Yinyin has a cold recently, so she didn't let her follow him." He walked to Song Xin and explained hurriedly.
The avatar of my heart was blocked by a ball of cotton, and I felt lost in being ignored, and more of apology. It was obvious that I would bring the voice to you at the beginning.
How long has it been since the mother and daughter seen each other? Song Xin is looking forward to this meeting, and I believe she will be disappointed twice now.
Song Xin did not give him any extra eyes. She turned around calmly, "It's good, after all, watching parents divorce is not a good thing for the children."
She was thinner than the last time she met. Her black and shiny hair, like a waterfall, has now been cut to the length of her ear, adding a bit of mature and capable temperament.
It was drizzling during the Qingming Festival. Lin Qi'an felt that the back was a little unreal in the hazy rain and fog. Just like this small county town, it seemed that it had never been so dark in my impression.
Out of etiquette, Lin Qi'an first went to the Song family to visit his father-in-law and mother-in-law - although these two identities would soon disappear.
Song Wenyuan's health has been worse than before since that operation, and there are people around him to take care of him. He did not show much enthusiasm for Lin Qi'an, and sat on the sofa and watched a health program with a dedicated look on his face.
Shen Fang is only concerned about washing vegetables and cooking. If there are few rare words, the atmosphere will appear dull.
Lin Qi'an knew that they were dissatisfied with not bringing Yinyin here this time.
Cold is just a trivial matter, and Song Xin also heard that it was just an excuse. The real reason was that the custody of the Lin family was previously announced. Zheng Li was afraid that they would regret it after seeing the child, and she refused to let the child go.
Lin Qi'an was stuck in the middle, very tired.
But he can't say that he didn't have any selfishness. Will Song Xin follow him to Rongcheng because of his daughter and set foot on the place she had never been involved in?
uses children as bargaining chips, and Lin Qian feels that he is really promising.
Their marriage started to be hasty, and later the two were far apart. Six months ago, Song Xin proposed to divorce. She said she was tired and didn't want to continue. She also wished him to find his ideal partner as soon as possible.
Lin Qi'an has not been able to completely digest this matter until now.
After dinner, Lin Qi'an stood up and said goodbye. Since he had decided to divorce, he had no reason to live here again. Song Xin sent him downstairs.
"How are you doing recently?" Lin Qi'an asked.
Song Xin ignored this polite and alienated greeting and asked directly: "Have you found a place to live?"
"Not yet," Lin Qi'an looked around, "Let's see if there are hotels nearby."
Song Xin lowered her head and pursed her lips. She put a strand of hair behind her ears before looking at Lin Qi'an: "You can live in the house on Xiangxi Street."
"It's still empty now? Haven't rented it out?"
"No, it's empty."
Lin Qi'an was not too surprised. Song Xin once said that the house was of special significance to her, and she was reluctant to rent it to others anymore. She has always been a nostalgic person.
But after so long, I don’t know if that meaning has changed. The street lights in
community are dim and each other's expressions cannot be seen clearly. After ending this simple and boring conversation, Lin Qi'an walked on the road to Xiangxie Street.
He has taken the high-speed train for more than ten hours, and is not very tired. He chose to walk six or seven kilometers away. The roads he once walked together are still in front of him, but things have changed.
3
Night time Lin Qi'an lay on the bed and looked up at the ceiling. The walls of this old house of forty or fifty square meters showed the traces of time, exuding a little damp and musty smell. However, the sheets were newly replaced, with the fragrance of laundry detergent.
The familiar smell awakened Lin Qi'an's memory of that time.
That year he was sent to Ningcheng to work with a project. The company rented the house for him. He found an agent to get the key and moved in directly.
key inserted into the keyhole, Lin Qi'an was still thinking about the project and did not care about the faint sound of water in the house at all.
key rotates in the keyhole for a while, Lin Qi'an pushed the door open and entered. The space was small and compact. On the left side of the entrance hall was the bathroom. frosted glass emitted bright light, and the sound of water came clearly.
Lin Qi'an quit and re-checked the floor and house number. There was nothing wrong with it, but he obviously rented it alone, so what went wrong?
Just as he was hesitating, the bathroom door was pushed open, and the woman walking out of it was wrapped in a bath towel and a dry hair cap wrapped around her head. After seeing Lin Qi'an standing in the entrance hall, she opened her mouth and screamed out.
Lin Qian didn't know what kind of mentality he was, probably because he was afraid of disturbing his neighbors, so he lifted the door with his backhand.
The other party was even more frightened, and the screams were blocking the chest and unable to find the exit. She covered her chest and found her voice for a long time: "Who are you, you? How did you come in?!"
The exposed skin was snow-white, and the water temperature was light pink, and her calves were straight and slender. Lin Qi'an didn't know where to put her eyes, so he simply turned his back and gradually turned red from his neck to the back of his ears.
"You'd better change your clothes first." He reminded him.
Song Xin then remembered her current situation, jumped back to the bathroom, and locked the door with a "click".
When she changed her clothes and came out, Lin Qi'an had already placed the house rental contract, keys and his ID card on the only table in the living room.
Song Xin couldn't figure out the situation, so she made a phone call. She had already changed into a professional suit, a short-sleeved shirt, hip skirt, , outlining a well-proportioned figure, and her long half-dry hair tied a simple bun behind her head.
The sun was fierce at noon, casting a bright spot on the floor tiles. She walked back and forth in front of the window, and was in the bright moment, and then hidden in the shadows. With the drowsy cicadas outside the window, Lin Qi'an became in a daze.
He couldn't understand the local dialect. Seeing that the other party frowned slightly, he looked quite anxious, but his tone was lukewarm, making people feel comfortable.
Song Xin hung up the phone and walked to Lin Qian, pursed her lips and thought about the words, and said, "This house was rented out by my mother. I don't know about it. My unit is nearby. Sometimes I come to rest at noon, so..."
The air conditioning in the room was very high, and it couldn't suppress Lin Qian's inexplicable feeling. He looked at the other party's light blushing cheeks and said in a silly way: "So you want to share the lease with me?"
Song Xin was stunned for a moment, and he still spoke again. Her innocent tone even had a professional smile: "I can refund your rent and deposit."
Lin Qi'an understood, and he raised his eyebrows: "But I'm a newcomer and I'm not familiar with the place, so what should I do if I'm displaced?"
The other party's facial features are pretty, and it's not surprising. lip beads are round and full, like a small pearl, adding a bit of a sense of youth that is inconsistent with the outfit. Lin Qi'an has discovered that her habitual movements when thinking, and will purse the lip bead lightly.
is quite cute, he thought a little distractedly.
Song Xin did not realize that a big man was selling miserably. After a moment, she sighed and compromised, "Okay, you live in the house, and I will move my things away."
So Lin Qian put his luggage into this room, and Song Xin left with a big bag.
A light fragrance lingers in the room. It seems to be nothing, which can catch people's heart and lungs. In fact, it is not necessary to put things here. Lin Qian thought with some regret.
4
That afternoon, Lin Qi'an was about to go out. A call with a strange number was displayed on his phone. The sound on the other end was not unfamiliar. He was talking to him just now. He heard a little anxious on the phone:
"Can you please help me see if there is a piece of information on the entrance cabinet? I remember I took it at noon, and maybe I forgot to take it away."
Lin Qi'an glanced at the cabinet. Sure enough, there was a file bag with the words of a certain bank printed on it.
"I'm here, I'll send it to you?" Lin Qi'an said attentively.
He was originally going to report to the company he was connecting with, and he was not sure how far the bank was.
The other end pondered for a while, and finally said, "Then I'll trouble you."
Lin Qi'an found the bank according to the location instructed by Song Xin. Fortunately, it was indeed nearby, only one street away.
Song Xin was talking to the client in the living room. There was a dark blue scarf on the collar. He always maintained a professional smile while talking, and had a calm and determined attitude.
is quite different from the moment, with a little more different charm.
In a few minutes, Lin Qi'an finally came back to his senses from the momentum and raised the file bag in his hand. He saw Song Xin showing a bright smile at him and trot out of the living room.
"Thank you so much! I almost thought I lost the information!" Song Xin took the file bag and breathed a sigh of relief, "I invite you to dinner next time!"
Lin Qi'an wrote a bag with both hands and bullied him closer: "When?"
"Ah?" Song Xin was stunned.
"I'll treat me to dinner, I have to make an appointment." Lin Qian raised his jaw as if he was seeking credit.
Song Xin pursed her lips and began to think about when she would be free.
Lin Qian laughed: "Don't worry, contact me when you think about it."
However, the next day, Lin Qian appeared at the bank door again, blocking Song Xin who was in the crowd after get off work.
Song Xin was speechless. She was just a meal, but was she really afraid that she would be owed the debt?
Lin Qi'an was not because of that meal. He spread his hands and was quite innocent: "I forgot the keys in the company. I'm too far away and don't want to turn back. I want to try my luck. You can take them with you, right?"
Song Xin took out a bunch of keys from his bag without saying a word, took one of them, and handed them to him.
On the third day, Lin Qi'an came over and returned the key.
On the fourth day, Song Xin accidentally heard his colleagues talk about a new barbecue restaurant nearby, and then he remembered Lin Qi'an. After get off work, he made an appointment to have a barbecue together.
On the fifth day, Lin Qi'an remembered that Song Xin had actually helped him once. Since the other party invited a meal, he would also have to invite him back, otherwise he would take advantage of him, so the two made a appointment for a second meal.
On the sixth day, Lin Qi'an forgot to bring the key again.
...
In half a month, the two met every day. When Song Xin walked out of the bank building, he would subconsciously look at the opposite side.
In the past, Lin Qi'an sat on the bench opposite him. He seemed not afraid of the sun and accepted the sunset light calmly. He had a light golden halo inlaid with his outline. When she approached him, he smiled slightly at her, and his smile seemed to be accompanied by light.
But on this day, the bench was empty, and Song Xin's heart fell for no reason.
WeChat prompt sounded, Song Xin took out his cell phone, Lin Qi'an pinched the point and sent a message: The construction site is a little busy today, so don't wait for me.
Song Xin curled his lips at the screen, who is waiting for you?
She suddenly remembered that there was something she had forgotten in the old house on Xiangxie Street. Her key was borrowed by Lin Qi'an yesterday...
Also wearing a yellow safety helmet, but Lin Qi'an on the construction site was easy to identify. Her tall and straight figure had a great advantage. Her light gray shirt had been wet with sweat, and her wheat-colored skin was covered with a honey-like luster.
He was measuring back and forth, holding the drawings in his hand, comparing them from time to time, focusing and selfless, and never noticed that there was Dao's eyes following him.
Song Xin didn't want to disturb his work, so she found a safe corner and waited quietly, her heart beating a little out of order.
Yesterday Lin Qi'an came to her to get the key, and she whispered: "Why do you always forget to bring the key?"
Unexpectedly, Lin Qi'an suddenly smiled and raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "Do you believe it or not?"
"If it weren't for this excuse, I don't know how to get close to you." His eyes were deep, as if he was about to look straight into someone's heart, "I don't have the experience of chasing girls, don't know if this will work?"
Song Xin broke the defense for a moment, saying that he had no experience, but she had never seen such a sincere and rogue confession.
The construction site is only one searchlight radiating insignificant light. After Lin Qi'an finished work, he turned around and unexpectedly saw a slender figure approaching him.
His eyes instantly became hot, as if he had captured the only bright color left in this world.
Song Xin followed Lin Qi'an back to Xiangxie Street, found her "forgot to bring" water cup and was about to leave.
Lin Qi'an blocked the person at the door and showed a little bit of the joke that saw through the other party's thoughts: "So don't you drink water with other cups?"
The misty water vapor made his eyebrows deeper, and his voice became a little bit dumb: "Or, this is just an excuse for you."
Song Xin only felt his heart pounding and his breathing was uncontrollable. She wanted to argue for herself, but Lin Qi'an didn't give her a chance. He finally did what he had always wanted to do, lowered his head and sucked the round lip bead.
Song Xin was pressed against the wall, and such a gentle and affectionate kiss made her regain oxygen.
Song Xin did not go back that night.
She reported to her parents in fear and fear, looking for a legitimate reason to not go home at night. Another instructed on the other end, Song Xin nodded repeatedly.
Lin Qian looked at the side speechlessly, feeling like he was afraid of being caught by his parents in premature love. He suddenly developed a cognition: being with someone he had known for only half a month may be extraordinary enough for Song Xin.
Lin Qi'an couldn't help but wrap the people in his arms tighter.
After that, Song Xin still came to rest at noon, and Lin Qi'an would come back as long as he had time, and would date on weekends, or just stay at home all day long...
Think back, their days on Xiangxie Street were their sweetest and happiest time, and the old house witnessed their passionate love.
It’s a pity that they can’t always stay in Xiangxi Street.
5
Lin Qi'an seemed to have a sweet dream. When he woke up, he found himself trapped in this small space, empty around him. The new day came regardless of the situation, and the sky outside the window had cleared.
And the person he once held in his arms is about to part ways with him.
Lin Qi'an rushed to the Civil Affairs Bureau at the agreed time. Song Xin was already waiting in the corridor, half of her body was in the sun and half was blocked in the shadow.
She lowered her eyes slightly. I don’t know when it started. The bright and charming eyes gradually became dim and lost their luster. Perhaps it was because she said, “I’m too tired, don’t run around like this again.”
Lin Qi'an felt as if he was being stabbed tightly by needles. He stepped forward a few steps and took the person to his side, so that she could completely immerse herself in the sun.
This was probably the closest physical contact between the two people in a long time. Song Xin felt uncomfortable and looked at Lin Qian inexplicably.
"I think of a serious matter." Lin Qi'an looked serious.
Song Xin also frowned uneasyly: "What's the matter?"
"I forgot to bring my household registration book here."
Song Xin: "..."
This time she was really angry and laughed, "Lin Qi'an, the way you make excuses is really clumsy as ever."
Lin Qi'an also felt that she was quite clumsy. She used to find excuses to find ways to catch people, which might be considered interesting, but now it is probably annoying.
But why did they get to where they are today step by step?
He was extremely sure that he didn't want to let go like this.
Zheng Li's phone rang at the right time and asked him how he was doing. Lin Qian was so angry that he wanted to throw his phone directly, but Zheng Li told him that Yinyin had a fever and urged him to go back quickly.
Lin Qi'an looked at Song Xin beside her. She was staring at him nervously. There was still a tacit understanding between them that didn't need to be spoken.
For the sake of her daughter, Song Xin decided to follow Lin Qi'an to Rongcheng. She threw the household registration book into the trunk in front of Lin Qi'an.
Lin Qi'an: "..."
Ningcheng has no airport, and the high-speed rail to Rongcheng has only been opened in the past two years. It is nearly 2,000 kilometers away. It takes more than ten hours to travel, and Lin Qi'an travels several times, and every time he can't help but sigh in his heart that it's too far.
Only this time, there is one more person around you, and it seems that the long journey has become less difficult to bear.
He had thought about taking Song Xin back to Ningcheng countless times, but never thought that it was the current situation. His daughter was sick and forced them to hurry back. Song Xin also brought his household registration book and was ready to go through the divorce procedures with him at any time.
glass shows the man's side face with a bitter smile. He looks at his wife who is sleeping on his shoulder, with an unknowing softness in his eyes.
was too young at that time, and he plunged into a passionate relationship and ignored it. He did not think about the distant future. Until two months after the relationship was confirmed, Song Xin told him the news of his pregnancy.
is forced to come to the future without planning. Lin Qi'an's first reaction is not surprise, but confusion and helplessness.
He has only graduated from graduate school for one year, his family conditions are average, and he has no savings. He has no house or car in Rongcheng, and has no material foundation. It is also temporary to transfer to Ningcheng. Where to develop in the future is still to be discussed...
He thought about too many realistic questions. Song Xin was more nervous than him in the face of such a situation. She only wanted a firm and powerful hug at the moment, but her enthusiasm gradually cooled down in Lin Qi'an's hasty expression.
Lin Qi'an thought about it all night long, and although he proposed to propose the next day, Song Xin was still worried about it for a long time.
was afraid of affecting the fetus, so he decided to hold a wedding in Ningcheng. He was afraid that the month would become older, so the wedding date was set to two months later.
The wedding was held in a hurry. In addition to Lin Qi'an's parents, they also accompanied their goddaughter Su Xia.
Song Xin offered tea to her future parents-in-law. The other party accepted it reluctantly, and it was no wonder that they were not wrong. His son hurriedly told them that they were going to get married. In their eyes, this daughter-in-law was still a stranger.
Song Xin is like being driven to the shelves, mechanically completing a ceremony and having a new identity, not to be wronged, but this road and Lin Qi'an were chosen by her own person.
The cups and plates were intertwined at the banquet. The bride's thoughts did not affect the hot atmosphere. Su Xia drank so much that she pulled Song Xin to toast her, but was decisively stopped by Lin Qi'an.
"Why are you so ignorant? Can she, a pregnant woman, touch wine?" Lin Qian blocked Song Xin's face, and the alcohol made him have a big tongue, "Come on, I'll drink it for my Xin'er!"
The two of them had three glasses of wine. Lin Qian introduced that Su Xia was the goddaughter of his parents. They grew up together since childhood and their relationship was as strong as brothers.
Song Xin is not slow. The water light in Su Xia's eyes rippled at Lin Qi'an's unwilling eyes made her realize that brotherly feelings are just Lin Qi'an's unilateral remarks.
But the wedding had already made her overwhelmed. Song Xin didn't think too much at that time, let alone Lin Qi'an was in Ningcheng, so what was there to worry about?
What Lin Qi'an had at that time could give her was just a diamond ring. After her finger edema in the later stage of pregnancy, she could not wear it.
They squeezed into the narrow old house on Xiangxie Street, probably because they consciously owe their wives. Lin Qi'an contracted all the housework, delivered lunch at noon and soaked their feet at night. They were not considered a careful person, but they acted attentively.
That was also Song Xin’s only comfort.
Until the child was born, he needed someone to take care of him, and the old house was too small, so they moved to the new house they bought a few years ago and started their lives for three generations.
That period of time was still considered a wonderful time, but after moving away from Xiangxie Street, it gradually came to an end.
6
care for the newborn is enough to be a mess, but Lin Yinyin has been weak since childhood and is a frequent visitor to the neonatal department. Lin Qian's parents came here to stay for a few days except when the child was born, but they never helped.
Song Wenyuan is not yet at retirement age, and the burden is on Shen Fang. After Song Xin resumes work, he still has to take care of the children at night. Both mother and daughter are exhausted. The
project has reached the critical moment of completion and acceptance. Lin Qi'an went out early and returned late every day. Song Xin was worried that he would not have a good rest and was unsafe on the construction site, so he asked him to sleep in the study alone.
"No, how can you let you suffer alone? Let's take care of Yinyin together." Lin Qian endured his sleepiness, but after a while, he snored when he got on the pillow.
Song Xin smiled helplessly.
Shen Fang often complains that over time, Lin Qi'an can understand some local dialects, which are nothing more than complaining about the hardship and fatigue of raising children, and the in-laws cannot help. The spoiled daughter she has been married since childhood is really a loss...
Song Xin occasionally refuted a few words, and most of the time she lets her mother vent her negative energy.
and Lin Qi'an gradually became silent in this home. The
project was successfully concluded. The head office asked Lin Qi'an to be transferred back to Rongcheng and promised him to get a promotion and raise salary. This was undoubtedly a huge temptation, but Lin Qi'an did not have any ease or joy.
He and Song Xin have not seriously discussed where to develop in the future.
Shen Fang has mentioned to him more than once that Song Xin has lived in Ningcheng since she was a child, and has never left this city even in college. If they want to go so far, they are worried. It is implied that Lin Qi'an would be best if he can stay here.
Lin Qi'an also thought of one thing: Song Xin is already an account manager, and going back with him means giving up the resources he has worked hard here and starting from scratch.
Song Xin looked at him tossing and turning every night after finishing the project. He knew what he was thinking, and sighed, "You go back first, and I will go find you when I settled here."
She said firmly, as if she had already prepared, and Lin Qi'an embarked on the way back.
After Song Xin said that, he felt relieved for no reason. Lin Qian had to admit that he was eager to go back. In the head office and Rongcheng, he looked forward to showing off his skills and achieving better development. After he returned to
, he was busy with the new job business while waiting for Song Xin to hand over the customers at hand. Both of them were very busy, and it was common for not contacting each other for a few days.
However, things cannot develop as they wish.
Two months later, Song Wenyuan suddenly had abdominal pain after supper. He curled up on the ground in a mess, and cold sweat rolled down from his forehead. The two women at home could not help him at all. Song Xin hurriedly called the emergency number. More than ten minutes after the ambulance arrived, Song Xin was extremely anxious, but Lin Yinyin cried for some reason. Shen Fang was unwilling to comfort her. Song Xin was even more upset and yelled at her daughter in a collapse: "Have you cried enough?!"
Lin Yinyin paused for two seconds, felt the adult's emotions, and turned her mouth and cried louder.
Song Xin regretted after yelling, what do children know? Why did she vent her helplessness on innocent children?
After a check-up, Song Wenyuan had a hidden cardiovascular disease attack. Fortunately, he was sent to the hospital in time and had to arrange the operation immediately.
Song Xin numbly signed her name on pages of paper. Whether it was critical illness notice or the surgical informed consent form, she seemed to not recognize every word.
She was waiting alone outside the operating room, and Shen Fang was also taking care of Yinyin at home. She called and reminded her if she needed to say something to Lin Qi'an. What can I do when I tell him? Can he arrive right away?
At that moment, Song Xin couldn't say that she had no resentment in her heart, but she still picked up her phone, but after a blind voice, she automatically turned into the voice mailbox, and Song Xin lowered her hand powerlessly.
Lin Qi'an called back more than an hour later, explaining that he was having a meeting before and his phone was silent. After that, he hurried to Ningcheng and Song Wenyuan's condition was stable.
Song Xin was pale and tired because of the continuous care, and her dark circles became more obvious. Lin Qi'an hugged the person in his arms: "I'm sorry, I was not by your side in time."
Song Xin only shook her head, she didn't even have the strength to speak.
Lin Qi'an urged her to go back and rest, and he took care of her father-in-law in the hospital, but he only won three or four days off. When Song Wenyuan was discharged from the hospital, he had to spend another day rushing back to Rongcheng without stopping.
This time he took his daughter Lin Yinyin away. Song Xin and Shen Fang were already unable to take care of Song Wenyuan. Lin Qi'an said that Yinyin could ask his parents to help take care of him.
Whether it is Song Xin or Shen Fang, although she is reluctant to leave, she breathes a sigh of relief.
Lin Yinyin yells to video with her mother every night, and the family of three relies on the Internet for a moment.
Song Xin also said that she had to wait until Song Wenyuan recovered completely before she could leave with confidence. Although Lin Qian was impatient, she also expressed her understanding.
7
th those days were busy, and Lin Qian could no longer remember how he and Song Xin gradually became alienated.
It seems that there are a few days when Song Xin doesn't even have time to videotape with her daughter. She just sloppyly comforted her on the phone, and then she only contacted her every three or five days. Yinyin became familiar with the new environment and gradually adapted to her mother's absence.
Lin Qi'an took over another project, connecting with the design plan and project construction day and night. As for the occasional depression that Song Xin showed, he only thought that the other party was too stressed, and except for verbal comfort, he could not give practical and effective solutions.
Lin Qi'an always believes that all emotions are caused by not being around the other party. As long as they are reunited, the problems they are facing now will no longer be a problem.
But half a year ago, Song Xin told him calmly on the phone: "Let's get a divorce."
Lin Qi'an was being disturbed by a problem in the material. He said impatiently: "What's wrong with you?" As soon as he said the words, he realized that his attitude was very bad and wanted to make up for it, but after a brief silence, the other party directly cut off the phone.
Lin Qi'an frowned and looked at the extinguished screen.
A colleague from the engineering department next to him joked: "A woman, she just likes to do it. If you hang it on her, it will be better if you hang it on for a while. You can't spoil it. The more you are used to it, the bigger your temper!"
Lin Qi'an smiled far-fetchedly, but in the end he didn't call back.
has been hanging for more than a month. He went through a deal. During this period, Song Xin did not take the initiative to contact him. It seemed like there was a silent tug-of-war between them. It was to see who couldn't hold back in the end.
In the end, Lin Qian couldn't hold back first. He took a long way to go back on the business trip and went to Ningcheng once.
Traveling around for days, Lin Qi'an, who appeared in front of Song Xin, looked tired and had obvious stubble on his chin, but Song Xin was unmoved, with a calm expression, and no surprise. Most of Lin Qi'an's enthusiasm was extinguished.
He still shot his face and asked her hoarsely: "When did you go with me? Yinyin and I miss you."
"I can't go," Song Xin's expression was faint, and her voice did not fluctuate. She pursed her lips again, "When did you come here again? The procedures are done, and the Yinyin belongs to you."
Lin Qi'an couldn't believe Song Xin's coldness. He regretted countless times later. If he had lowered his posture and coaxed him again, would Song Xin still be so determined?
But the project was difficult at that time, and I was angry at the Party A. Lin Qi'an's tone was very shocked: "I ran so far, just to hear you say this? I'm so tired of living so hard, why am I for?! I'm fucking tired of this kind of life running on both ends!"
Lin Qi'an spoke to her in this tone for the first time. Song Xin stared at him in a daze for a moment before slowly saying: "I'm so tired, don't run around like this anymore. Let's separate, everyone will be relaxed."
"What about Yinyin? Are you so cruel to leave her?" Lin Qi'an murmured: "Song Xin, would it be better if we didn't have a baby so early?"
He had imagined this more than once, and finally asked in front of Song Xin.
Song Xin seemed to have been poked into a pain point, looking at Lin Qi'an in disbelief, and mist gradually spread in her eyes: "Lin Qi'an, do you regret it, or did you think so at the beginning?"
She might not need Lin Qi'an's answer, she raised her hand and wiped her eyes, speeding up her pace to escape from this scene.
Lin Qian didn't expect her to react so much. He came back to his senses and grabbed her arm, but was thrown away. He watched the distance between the two gradually became farther and farther away.
The long-term neglect gradually made him lose confidence, but Lin Qian still held a hint of luck. They had a emotional foundation. They once loved each other like that and had another child. How could they easily separate?
It was not until this time that he finally admitted that Song Xin was not joking.
8
high-speed rail transfer taxi and arrived at the community. Song Xin was eager to see her daughter, but her steps couldn't help but speed up. Lin Qi'an was slightly behind with his luggage.
Song Xin quickly found the building number and unit door. Lin Qi'an had no time to think about why she was so familiar with the first time she came.
Lin Yinyin took antipyretic medicine and temporarily subsided, and her face was red when she slept in Zheng Li's arms.
Seeing that her son brought the person back, Zheng Li was a little surprised, and then she reacted and earnestly handed her granddaughter to Song Xin's arms, "Come on, hug, the mother and daughter haven't seen each other for too long."
The child grew up quickly and the hugged in her arms was much deeper. Song Xin's nose was sore, and she finally made up her heart and made a decision, and she was about to be destroyed.
Lin Qian put one hand on Song Xin's shoulder and pinched it hard, which was considered comforting.
Zheng Li looked at the rare and neat appearance of the three, and sighed, "The child should still be with his parents. What does it look like to separate two places?"
She turned to persuade Song Xin, "We are your home, so don't leave in the future!"
Lin Qian was surprised by the contrast of Zheng Li's attitudes before and after, but thinking about it, Zheng Li was just dissatisfied with their long-term separation between the two places. Now that the person has arrived, she must do everything possible to keep her.
Lin Qi'an looked at Song Xin. The other party was only concerned about the daughter in his arms and did not respond to Zheng Li's words.
On the evening, Song Xin lay on her side to her daughter's small bed. Half-wake-up, her hands wrapped around her waist from behind. Her body stiffened, but she had been running around day and night, so tired that she couldn't resist.
And those hands never took them away, rubbing every inch of her skin with a thin calluse, irrelevant to lust. Such a real touch made Lin Qian feel assured as he had not been long.
- Although the problem between them has not been resolved yet.
Before dawn, Song Xin was awakened by his daughter's crying. Lin Qi'an had already stood up before him. He skillfully took his daughter's temperature and fed her medicine again. He held it in his arms and coaxed her gently. Lin Yinyin seemed to take this trick very much and gradually became quiet.
Lin Qi'an held the child and sat on the sofa in front of the window. The light dawn light depicted a soft outline, and Song Xin just watched it without a moment.
"What's wrong, look at me like this?" Lin Qi'an smiled, "Don't sleep for a while?"
Song Xin asked without a head and tail: "If there was no sound, would you marry me?"
"Yes." Lin Qian answered without hesitation.
"But you regretted having a sound." Song Xin got into the horns and grabbed a point.
"I haven't said that," Lin Qi'an remembered the quarrel, "I mean, if we plan our future, have an economic foundation and a stable life, we won't be so hasty and panic."
He looked down at his daughter who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and said slowly after a long time: "We haven't been able to accompany Yinyin's growth every step. I feel very sorry. Fortunately, we still have a long time to make up for it in the future."
responded to him by Song Xin's uniform and long breathing.
Song Xin stayed with Yinyin in the next few days, and Lin Qian also got a few days later. After Yinyin recovered, she went to the playground again.
Lin Yinyin is young, but she already knows how to be afraid of separation. She will ask Song Xin every once in a while: "Mom, aren't you leaving?"
Song Xin choked her throat, not knowing how to answer, and she doesn't want to deceive or perfunctory the child, so she can only remain silent and then change the topic.
Shen Fang asked her on the phone when she planned to go back, and Song Xin couldn't give an answer either.
9
Song Xin could feel the favor of the Lin family for her. They hoped that she would stay. She was not unwavering, but Su Xia's appearance reminded her of some things.
Su Xia lives in a community. She has been familiar with her family since she was a child, so it is common for her to eat. Only Song Xin is very silent on the dining table and her face is not very good.
Lin Qian thought she was unwell and asked about her well-being considerately. He got a negative answer, and diligently prepared vegetables for her and chose what she liked.
Song Xin looked up and met Su Xia's eyes. There was a familiar unwillingness in her eyes, and there was also a hint of resentment. Song Xin chose to ignore it.
But Su Xia did not let her go.
After dinner, Song Xin cleaned up her clothes on the balcony, and Su Xia took the opportunity to tell her: "You have already filed for divorce from Brother Qi'an, and now you are still in a mess again? Why can you stay here with peace of mind?"
Song Xin didn't plan to re-mentioned old things, but she seemed to have heard some joke, "As long as Lin Qi'an and I haven't divorced for a day, this is my home, I'll live there, right?"
She stopped the movement in her hand and looked at Su Xia, "I won't be locked out of the door again, right?"
"You..." Su Xia was stunned, then remembered something, and was so guilty that she couldn't speak.
Except for the wedding, they should have met before.
Half a year ago, Song Xin actually came to Rongcheng.
In order to give Lin Qian a surprise, she didn't tell him in advance. When she arrived, she found that she was hasty. She didn't know which building and floor the Lin family was on, and no one answered the call.
She waited downstairs for more than an hour and saw a taxi driving into the community. Su Xia came out of the back seat. She went around to the other side. Song Xin watched her pull and pull Lin Qi'an out.
Lin Qi'an was drunk and stood shakingly unsteadily. Zheng Li went downstairs to help, and the two women worked together to bring Lin Qi'an into the building.
Su Xia turned around and brought the unit door. From the corner of her eyes, she glanced at Song Xin who was staying there, but she paused and put it in the door as if she didn't see it.
Song Xin traveled and walked alone for nearly two thousand kilometers, and was isolated from a door with a "bang".
She wandered downstairs of the community for a long time, and the night wind blew her from body to heart to cool.
She hated her hesitation and cowardice for that moment. She was obviously her husband, so why couldn't she come forward and pull him from another woman?
But she actually found that she didn't have that confidence.
The long separation between two people makes the relationship between them cold, and sometimes there is a relatively speechless embarrassment towards the screen.
The difficulties in work and difficulties in life, Song Xin gradually became too lazy to talk about. In addition to worrying the other party, she had no help, and Lin Qian's comfort seemed somewhat perfunctory.
Gradually, except for the daughter's voice, the two of them could not find any topics.
Song Xin did not let herself think further, so she took out her cell phone and dialed Lin Qi'an's phone number.
Su Xia answered the call. In front of the screen was a young and beautiful face, and behind him was Lin Qian, who was lying drunk in the corpse. Song Xin suddenly didn't know what to say and hung up the call.
"How did you know that I deliberately locked you outside? Maybe I didn't see you at all?!"
Su Xia twitched her neck and argued, "Besides, you made a video call and said nothing, and hung up for no reason. Who knew you couldn't get in outside..."
"Have you come to me? When?!" Lin Qi'an's voice was hidden in the dark, interrupting the conversation.
He was confused, anxious, and an irresistible surprise because of a cognition - Song Xin once came to him!
Lin Qi'an was eager to figure out the situation, so he turned to question Su Xia: "What does the video call mean? I didn't see the record, did you delete it?"
Su Xia bit her lip, knowing that her scheming was probably going to be exposed.
That night, they had a group of children. Lin Qi'an was in a bad mood and drank a few more drinks. He revealed that there was a relationship problem with Song Xin.
Su Xia took Lin Qi'an home. She was surprised to see Song Xin. Then she thought again, the original relationship had cracks, so what would happen if there was a little more misunderstanding?
Just in a moment, she closed the door, then answered the video call, and deleted the record.
Now Su Xia thought Lin Qi'an would be angry and blame him, but he only said lightly: "You don't want to meet in the future, are you too embarrassed?"
only one sentence is enough.
After Song Xin filed for divorce, even Zheng Li wanted to match them, but Lin Qian still ignored her existence.
His ignorance is because they are neighbors, and she has Zheng Li’s goddaughter, so she can’t avoid contact with each other. Lin Qian doesn’t want to say it out loud and embarrass everyone.
Su Xia suddenly realized that even if there was a relationship problem between him and Song Xin, it was a matter between the two, and she could not allow her to interfere.
She walked out of the Lin family with red eyes. Zheng Li probably knew what was going on. She chased her out and comforted her, "It's not good for my godmother. I was wrong before. Qi'an's stubbornness is nothing good for you."
She paused and said to herself, "It's still time to live together."
Su Xia has actually seen through it. The dishes on the dinner table have changed a lot from before. I think it's to cater to Song Xin's taste. Her godmother has accepted this daughter-in-law, and the "family" she said does not include her.
She has no other choice except to give up completely.
10
Because the relationship did not completely ease, except for the first night, Lin Qian consciously slept on the sofa in the bedroom until that night, he hugged the pillow and swayed beside Song Xin.
He buried it in her hair, took a deep breath, and said softly: "I really don't mean that to Su Xia. If I want something, I won't wait until you show up. That night was not what you thought."
"If you were angry with me and divorced me because of misunderstanding, then I would be so unfair." Lin Qian complained a little childishly, thinking that he had found the crux of the problem.
He was so amused that he was so sad that he suffered such an injustice for such a thing that he didn't care about. His wife almost abandoned him.
Song Xin did not reject his closeness this time, and even responded to his hugs and kisses. His body preceded his reason and instinctively accepted the other party.
Of course she knew what Lin Qi'an was drunk, but the reason was not entirely Su Xia's.
That night she was downstairs of Lin Qi'an. She was clearly so close to him, but at a distance of a door, she was still isolated from his world.
She didn't know where to go. Looking at the lights of thousands of families, she couldn't help but think of the distant home and her parents.
She has been cared for since childhood and has never suffered any hardships. Now she plans to leave herself selfishly. If any of her parents have physical problems again and there is no one to take care of her...
Song Xin covered her face with cold hands and finally admitted that Shen Fang was right. Finding a partner that was so far away was because she was a hot-headed moment. Whenever the distance was closer, the two families could at least take care of each other, and they would not be so tired of each other.
She and Lin Qi'an were involved, but there were many things invisibly preventing them from being together. At that moment, she suddenly had the idea of retreating, and after letting go, everyone might be relaxed.
She did propose to separate.
But now, her daughter and her lover are all around her, and it looks like they are about to be perfect, which is hard to give up.
Shen Fang called and asked Song Xin again when she would go back. Song Xin felt embarrassed again when she was pulled by both sides.
She couldn't let go of both sides.
"I knew it would be like this. You can't let go of the man surnamed Lin at all, let alone a daughter!"
Shen Fang sighed and continued, "I discussed the old house on Xiangxie Street with your father. It was originally hung up with the agency, but now I'm looking for a suitable buyer and I'm selling it."
"Mom, what are you doing for selling a house? Why do you always make a decision without discussing it with me?" Song Xin was anxious.
"I know you can't bear to leave, I can't bear to leave you to go so far!" Shen Fang choked, and she sighed again, "The house is dead, people live, people are everywhere, and the house is sold is for you to buy a house there."
"Qi'an and I will make the house payment by ourselves, how can we ask for your money?" Song Xin was stunned after saying that. Subconsciously, did she lean towards Lin Qi'an?
"Your father and I think there is no reason to let Qi'an come to a small county like us. People go to a high place. How many people squeeze their heads and want to go to first-tier cities, and there is a good idea for Yinyin in the future."
Rongcheng's education and medical resources are incomparable to Ningcheng. Song Xin also had this consideration before, so he made up his mind to let Yinyin follow Lin Qi'an.
Shen Fang said again: "At least we paid a portion of the money, we also want to live there in the future with confidence."
"Didn't you say that you are old and don't adapt to the environment elsewhere..." Song Xin muttered.
"I also said that wherever the person is, the home is! I can't stop him, so I can only let you!" Shen Fang said a tough word, but she was a completely compromise attitude. "How can parents insist on stopping their children's happiness?"
Song Xin stood in front of the window, the city with high buildings in front of her was complex and noisy, and her eyes were sore and swollen, and she would start to adapt to life here in the future.
Lin Qi'an still knew nothing about this, but he seemed to have agreed to hand over a bank card to Song Xin later.
"The bonuses for the previous two projects are enough to pay a down payment. We buy a larger house and you can take your parents over to live in the future."
Song Xin lowered his head and rubbed the card, not wanting to expose his red eyes.
Lin Qian squatted down in front of her, holding her hand and said, "It's the wedding here that needs to be held again. Yinyin can be our flower girl. My mother always tells her relatives don't know the daughter-in-law of the old Lin family!"
"Wedding photos must be taken again." Song Xin added with a strong nasal voice, and she had only taken a quick shot indoors before, and she was a little regretful.
"Okay, it's up to you." Lin Qian looked obedient and easy to speak.
Song Xin took the opportunity to throw herself into his arms. The uneasiness about the new environment completely disappeared, and she felt unprecedented peace of mind.
Until this moment, they finally crossed the barriers and truly got together.
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