Wang Yue loved literature and was a key mber of the school’s literary circle. After a brief conversation, Wang Yue beca interested in Wang San, gradually falling in love with him.
Honestly speaking, at that ti, Wang San had no ulterior motives, and he simultaneously fell in love with this kind-hearted girl. At least she didn’t mind that he was poor or that he was dirty.
During the following sumr vacation, Wang San took Wang Yue back to his hotown. Initially, Wang San just intended to take Wang Yue to the county town, but unexpectedly, Wang Yue went straight to Wang San’s mud-brick walled, thatched-roof house. In Wang San’s disbelieving eyes, Wang Yue stayed one night in Wang San’s shabby ho and, according to local customs, cooked breakfast for Wang San’s parents.
The breakfast was simple: egg noodles with a few greens. At that ti, Wang San’s parents laughed, but Wang San cried. He swore at that mont that he would cherish this girl for a lifeti!
But in just a dozen years, how, why, did it beco like this?
Tears fell drop by drop onto the expensive carpet beneath him, Wang San’s sobs gradually grew louder, and a strong sense of defeat and humiliation made him cry almost to the point of losing his voice.
You helped the fat woman to sit on the sofa and asked, "Sister, do you have any gauze at ho?"
The fat woman’s mood was also very low, not because her family’s scandal was known by you, but because her heart was so broken that it might never heal in this lifeti.
Following the fat woman’s pointed direction, you found so gauze, cleaned her wound, and then said to the two people, "Actually, I didn’t have to co out earlier; I could have just let you fight it out. But thinking carefully, that wouldn’t be right."
"Young man, what happened with your brother is my fault. I apologize to you."
"It’s alright, this is just the habitual practice of you wealthy people."
"Money, yes, it’s money. Apart from money, she has nothing left!" Wang San suddenly burst into laughter, laughing and crying at the sa ti.
As a man, crying like this in front of his wife and soone who had humiliated him ant that Wang San had thrown away his so-called dignity to the high heavens, showing that his heart had reached the brink of collapse.
Although Wang Yue was extrely disappointed in Wang San, seeing a man she once loved crying so bitterly, her heart felt as if it were being strangled by dozens of ropes, suffocating her.
"Brother Wang, how long has it been since you went back to your hotown?"
With your words, Wang San was taken aback.
Yes, how many years has it been since he went back?
Ever since marrying Wang Yue, Wang San had been busy every day. He gradually expanded Wang Yue’s mother’s company with his unique vision and keen intuition, later dabbling in real estate everywhere, using various lowly ans to deceive people and amass huge profits. These years, he had been racking his brain to make money, and now he doesn’t even know how many years it’s been since he last returned ho.
And his elderly parents at ho never sent any ssages, making him even believe at one point that he was a city person born and raised.
"Ten years." Wang Yue suddenly said, but she didn’t look at Wang San.
"What? Ten years?" Wang San was stunned. Ten years, how many ten years does a person have in life? He never would have thought that it had been ten years since he went ho.
But why, why does Wang Yue know?
Wang San slowly turned his head to look at Wang Yue.
Wang Yue noticed Wang San looking at her and said in a voice devoid of emotion, "Half a month ago, Dad visited."
"Dad, my dad visited?" Wang San was suddenly shocked and stared at Wang Yue, "Why didn’t you tell !"
"Hmph, at that ti, you were enjoying yourself with that Fox Fairy in Hawaii!" Wang Yue sneered, "The ridiculous thing is, I still made up an excuse for you, saying you were on a business trip abroad."
"I..." Wang San slowly lowered his head again, "I deserve to die!"
"You indeed deserve to die!" Wang Yue pointed angrily at Wang San, "Your father brought two ho-raised chickens, and I specially had soone care for them for a while, waiting for you to co back. Yes, you did co back, I had soone slaughter the chickens and personally made chicken soup for you, but what about you? The chicken soup was reheated three tis, and you didn’t even take a glance at it! Wang San, oh Wang San, I Wang Yue was truly blind back then! You n aren’t a single good thing!"
You cleared your throat, feeling caught between staying and leaving, so you ended up playing the role of the diator, the old peacemaker.
"Sister, actually, I don’t know much about your troubles, but now listen to . Let’s not dwell on the past or speak in anger. Let ask you, is the little fatty Wang San’s child?"
"Of course!"
Wang Yue’s words made Wang San raise his head sharply, his eyes seeming to regain so spirit.
"Since those are angry words, let’s not dwell on them any further." You smiled and turned to Wang San, "Brother San, what was Sister like when you first t her?"
Wang San seed to fall into reflection, his eyes forming a small arch that made his already small eyes even smaller: "Back then, she was the most beautiful person I had ever seen. It wasn’t just about her appearance but also her heart."
You smiled, glancing at Wang Yue on the side, and for once, Wang Yue blushed.
"They say first love is the most beautiful. It seems that for both of you, it was your first love. Since that’s the case, why have you co to this point?" You continued before they could answer, "Actually, no matter how much I say, it won’t help. The key is in your own hearts. Many tis, I want to ask you to reflect on yourselves. No matter how much you do or how well you do it, what you gain can’t compare to a comforting word, a smile, or a piece of praise from those around you."
"Brother Wang cos from the countryside, where the mountains are high, the water is clear, the trees are surely green, and people, well, they need to go back often to have a look. Life, after all, isn’t long."
Saying this, you slowly stood up and headed for the door.
After you left, the room beca particularly quiet, so much so that even the sound of little fatty Wang Dafa playing gas upstairs was clearly audible.
"Yue."
He hadn’t called her that for at least ten years.
Wang Yue responded lightly, just like back in the day under the parasol trees, in the mottled sunlight: "Mm."
"Let’s go ho tomorrow, and visit Mom and Dad. Xiaofa will co with us too."
"Mm."
By the ti you returned ho, the sky was turning to dusk.
As usual, you parked your bicycle in the shed under your apartnt building. As you went upstairs, out of the corner of your eye, you seed to notice a small group of people gathering nearby, discussing sothing. You didn’t pay much attention, only seeing what appeared to be a military vehicle they were surrounding.
You walked upstairs to the sixth floor, greeting the neighbor aunt who was scaling fish in the hallway as you passed.
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