Little Wei entered the door and poked her head in carefully. Seeing Li He sitting on the chair without moving, she lowered her voice and called out, "Brother."
Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, she mustered up her courage and approached him quietly. With a clatter, he jumped back in shock.
"Scram," he finally said.
"Brother, are you okay?" Little Wei looked at the broken piece in front of her feet. This was Li He's favorite Yixing clay teapot. He usually hugged it tightly, afraid that he would accidentally knock it over. He didn't expect it to be broken today.
"I told you to scram!" he roared with all his might.
Little Wei was so frightened that she immediately ran out of the house.
The heat began to dissipate from every alley and road, and the pitter-patter of rain began. The rain didn't stop once it started. The glazed tiles on the roofs shone brighter, the leaves on the trees brighter, and the dust on the ground disappeared.
Li He still sat motionless on the chair, thinking about his own troubles. He thought about his home and her home over and over again. He sat on the doorstep, hugging his son, listening to him call out "Daddy" crisply. He thought about how his daughter didn't want to go to school and kept calling him "Daddy". His heart was about to melt. But the more he thought about it, the more suffocated his heart became. He couldn't breathe. Who covered his nose and mouth?
What did he do wrong? He kept thinking about it. Was she blaming him for not going to look for her?
He only thought that once he came back, this family would be complete. She should have known that he loved her. In every letter, he took great pains to tell her that he was thinking of her. Afraid that she would suffer, he had stacks of money orders in his hands. He had never stopped sending money in the past six years!
He thought that she understood him. They had been together for more than thirty years. How could he not understand her? She also understood him. Look, she often said that he would feel sorry for women.
He didn't do housework, so he naturally felt sorry for her when he saw her busy doing it. "Rest for a while."
But she smiled happily and said, "It's good that you feel sorry for me. No matter how tired I am, I won't be tired."
Seeing her rough hands, he would say, "Let's hire an aunt."
But she said, "It's okay to be poor, it's okay to be tired, it's okay as long as you live happily. As long as our family is together, we don't need to ask for any blessings. "
She was right.
It had been more than 30 years. What else could he not understand?
He often worked the night shift and came back in the wee hours. She waited for him to get off work and even made him supper. She often waited for him too.
Weren't they children? Did they need to be sentimental? So be it. Why would he wait for her?
No, no, he thought that this definitely wouldn't work. He still had to find her. It wasn't like they hadn't quarreled before. It was normal for them to quarrel. In the past, it was usually she who lowered her head. What was wrong with him lowering his head now? A man should know when to yield or when to stand tall!
It was dark and she had already left work. He still called Old Zhao and said in a trembling voice, "Old Zhao, you must know where she lives, right?"
Old Zhao said, "You must be f * cking crazy!"
"Old Zhao." He suddenly burst into tears. How could he cry now? "I never begged you."
He had never begged anyone before. In both of his lives, other than for Five, he had never begged anyone before.
"Wait for me there."
Old Zhao hailed a taxi and Liu Bo came as well.
Liu Bo complained to Old Zhao, "You're too softhearted."
Li He asked Liu Bo, "You already knew."
Liu Bo stubbornly said, "I did it for your own good."
"You motherf * cker." Li He punched him. He wanted to beat this bastard to death.
"You motherf * cker, can't you be reasonable?" Liu Bo hurriedly hid behind Zhao Yongqi.
Old Zhao pulled Li He away.
"When Liu Bo asked about her, she went to look for Liu Bo. She met me last time and came to look for me, asking us to pass a message. How do we pass the message? I discussed it with Liu Bo. I called you to tell you. "
Liu Bo said, "It's for your own good. Don't you know that?"
Zhao Yongqi pushed him away. "Hurry up and do the paperwork. Don't dawdle."
This was the family compound. Liu Bo applied for a pass and brought the two of them in.
At the bottom of the dormitory, Liu Bo said, "We'll wait for you outside. You can go knock on the door and ask around. It's on the second floor."
Li He said, "Thank you."
"At least you have a conscience." Liu Bo left with Zhao Yongqi.
Li He slowly walked up the stairs. When he reached the door, he peeked at it. There was no response. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door twice. The door opened. It was indeed her.
She was shocked when she saw that he was wet all over. "It's raining so heavily. What are you doing here?"
He said nervously, "I'm sorry."
She pursed her lips and sighed. Then, she said helplessly, "Come in."
The room was small but very clean. He looked at the water marks on the floor and said helplessly, "Where's the mop? I'll mop the floor."
She passed a towel to him. "Dry your hair, or you'll catch a cold."
"Oh, thank you."
"Sit down." She poured him a cup of hot water.
"It's okay. It's not good if you get the sofa wet."
She fiddled with her hair and sat opposite him. Sighing, she said, "Erhe, you really don't have to do this. Are you trying to make me pity you? "
"That's not what I meant. I'm here to apologize. I shouldn't have made you angry." Li He hurriedly took out a paper bag and put it on the table. "Where did you leave this money?"
Zhang Wanting shook her head. "This money was sent to me by you all these years. It was yours to begin with. Take it back. "
"I have money. Don't be reluctant to use it. I have billions of dollars, enough for us to use for the rest of our lives. "
Zhang Wanting smiled bitterly, "Alright. "Alright, Erhe. Really, I'm very grateful to you. If I didn't meet you, I can't even imagine what my life would be like. But there are no hypotheticals in life. I just want to tell you that there's no going back. That's why I don't want to hurt you. I've always hoped that you would meet someone better, someone who is truly willing to accept you and love you. But this time, when I came back and saw that you were still alone, I felt terrible. Do you know that? I feel worse than you, do you know that? I hope you're well, really. "
Li He said seriously, "I promised you that I would wait for you."
"Why are you still so childish? Erhe, it's time for you to grow up. You know in your heart that it's impossible for us to be together. It's impossible, do you understand? Do you understand? " The more she spoke, the more agitated she became. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes helplessly. "I know that saying this will hurt you a little, but I don't want to lie. Lies will hurt you the most. I hope that everyone can be more rational. Even if I agree, what's the point of us being together reluctantly? If I'm not happy, you won't be happy either. "
Li He squatted in front of her with a cheeky smile and said, "My good wife, can I change? I shouldn't have made you angry. Don't be angry, okay?"
She held her forehead with her hand and shook her head. "You're always like this whenever something happens. I've said so much, but you still don't understand. Li Erhe, I'm not a little girl anymore. I've grown up. I really don't need you to coax me. What's the point of this? I admit that I'm very grateful to you, but gratitude isn't love. It isn't love. The mistake we made in the beginning was to mistake pity and gratitude for love, for marriage. Can you wake up? "
"My heart aches for you, my heart aches. I just don't want you to suffer. I don't want you to suffer for the rest of your life. " Why couldn't she understand him all of a sudden? Every word she said was like a needle stabbing into his heart.
Every word she said sounded very foreign to him. This was no longer the Zhang Wanting he knew. His Zhang Wanting would never say such heart-wrenching words.
"I'm begging you. Erhe, find someone better. You'll meet someone better. "
"I …"
She said seriously, "Don't say anymore, Erhe. If you really love me, please let go."
"This joke isn't funny at all." He looked at the face that had appeared countless times in his memory and couldn't help but want to touch it. He even wanted to hold her in his arms. He wanted to let her know how much he missed her and how much he loved her.
"It's getting late. You should go back." She hurriedly moved away. Seeing that he still didn't move, she continued, "Why don't you stay here and I'll sleep in my dormitory? It's raining heavily anyway, so don't go back. "
With that said, she took the umbrella and was about to go out.
"Don't. You stay here. I'll go. "
He went out and stood in the rain without making a sound. His body trembled and he kept rubbing his eyes, not knowing where to go.
Zhao Yongqi and Liu Bo came over to hold the umbrella for him. Seeing him like this, no one said anything.
It was just that the rain was getting heavier.
Ah Wang squealed happily at Little Wei. He had been starving for the whole day. The chickens and ducks in the yard were about to riot, cooing loudly.
Little Wei went under the porch and wiped the rain off his face.
He opened his bag and added some rice to Ah Wang's rice bowl before sprinkling some rice into the chicken coop.
He entered the house and went over to hold Li He's thin, pale hand. "Brother, it's time to eat …"
"Okay." Li He sat cross-legged on the ground, picking up his chopsticks naturally and sending rice grain by grain into his mouth. His face was expressionless. There was no pain on his face.
"Brother, eat something. Your favorite braised pork. "Little Wei was crying. He had seen a living person turn into a bag of bones with his own eyes.
Li He picked up a piece of meat and chewed it expressionlessly. He muttered, "I'm old."
Little Wei said happily, "Then I'll ask them to put less soy sauce tonight. Eat as much as you can. When you're done, I'll ask them to cook. "
Li He picked up a few chopsticks but suddenly let go. He leaned against the leg of the chair and closed his eyes. He didn't want to eat, but if he didn't eat, not only would he be hungry, but he would also be in pain. He was afraid of both hunger and pain.
However, he liked the feeling of closing his eyes. He would have to close his eyes one day. There was no difference between closing his eyes now and closing his eyes later.
Little Wei cleaned up the dishes in tears. "Brother, if you're not feeling well, smoke a cigarette."
"I've quit smoking. I promised her that I would quit smoking."
Little Wei left the house and met Zhao Yongqi and He Fang at the main entrance.
"Sister He, Brother Zhao, it's better if you don't go in."
He Fang stood in the yard and watched for a while before turning to leave.
Zhao Yongqi handed Little Wei a slip of paper. "This is my number. Call me if you need anything. Don't disturb him. Bring him food. "
Little Wei nodded. "Brother Zhao, don't worry. I won't go anywhere. I'll just watch over my brother."
Zhao Yongqi patted Little Wei's shoulder. "I'll leave it to you then."
Then, he hurriedly chased after He Fang, but He Fang had already gotten into a taxi.
He had no choice but to flag down one in a panic and ask the driver to follow her.
The driver said, "Bro, don't worry. I'll definitely keep up."
The car drove for half an hour until he saw He Fang get out of the car in front of him. He paid the driver and got out of the car as well.
He went up to hold He Fang back and said, "What are you doing?"
He Fang said, "I'm going to ask her clearly."
She wanted to flare up for a long time.
Zhao Yongqi said, "How can you ask her clearly about something like this? Even if you went to look for her, the outcome would be the same. What's the point? Besides, this is a matter between the two of them. They can only resolve it themselves. "
She looked around blankly. After a long while, she muttered, "Yeah, it's their own matter."
What status should she use to get involved? She couldn't help but feel a little dispirited as she thought about it.
All she could do was take care of him. She returned helplessly and stood at the door for a long time. When she saw Little Wei, she asked in a low voice, "How was your meal today?"
Little Wei shook her head. "I didn't eat much."
He Fang said, "Go back. I'll be fine here."
"Sister He, you have to work. I can do it alone. "
He Fang said, "I applied for leave. Don't worry about it. Go home and rest. I'll call you if there's anything. "
She entered the house and looked at Li He without saying a word. She knew that her responsibility was to comfort him, but how could she do so?
"Cry if you want to. It'll feel better if you cry it out. "
Li He opened his eyes and asked curiously, "Why should I cry? Are you crazy?"
He Fang smiled apologetically. "Okay, okay, I'm crazy."
"You're just crazy."
"Then I'll boil some water and you can take a shower, okay?" He Fang pinched his sleeve and sniffed. "Yeah, it's gone. You haven't showered or changed your clothes for days. "
He turned his head and ignored her.
She didn't care at all. She boiled some water, and the gentleman washed his face and wiped hers clean. Then, she made him a cup of tea and placed it in his hand.
He didn't take it. "Where's my teapot? My teapot is missing."
She said gently, "The teapot is dirty. I'll wash it for you later and then make some tea for you, okay?"
She couldn't find the same type of purple clay teapot in the living room and bedroom.
She remembered that there should be quite a number of teapots in the basement, so she bolted the door and went to the basement under the rockery. There were probably dozens of high-quality purple clay teapots in the room. She looked left and right and finally found a similar purple clay teapot in a box. She heaved a sigh of relief.
She washed the teapot carefully and made tea again. She brought it to Li He and said, "Look, isn't this your teapot from before? It's here. Take it. "
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