Chapter 312 (2/2)
”Mom came to me today.” Of course, Zhong Yuqing won't let her hang up so soon. It's his style to never stop until he reaches his goal.
”What did you say?” Tang Xiaoai was silent for a moment and asked.
”Didn't say anything, just worried about the child in your stomach.”
”... so why do you lie to them? This kind of thing can't be hidden for long!” Tang Xiaoai heard the calm answer over there and couldn't bear it. Still, a stream of resentment rushed to her heart. She couldn't help but want to burst out. ”Today, I want to confess to my mother. If it wasn't for her mood to remain stable, I really want to...”
”What do you think?” Zhong Yuqing saw that she suddenly stopped talking. In fact, she had guessed the content behind her.
She still wants to divorce herself. It's just a matter of time.
”I want to be... Frank with her.” Tang Xiaoai looked at the street lamp outside. ”We are not very suitable. In terms of character and living habits, many things can't run in. Don't you really feel it?”
”It hurts when sand falls into the clam shell, right?” Zhong Yuqing couldn't hear his mood on the phone. He seemed very indifferent, ”sand and flesh, do you think you can run in?”
This is what Tang's mother said to him today. It uses a very simple story to explain the truth of marriage.
No matter how harmonious a couple is, they are also two ”foreign bodies”. If they want to integrate into each other's life, there is bound to be friction and collision.
Like the sand in the clam shell, if you can't separate, you can only tolerate, resist the pain, and slowly polish it into round pearls in the long river of time.
”Sand won't hurt, it hurts clams.” Tang Xiaoai was silent for a moment and suddenly said.
In the metaphor of wrapping the sharp sand with flesh and blood, who is willing to be the clam that bears the pain alone?
”Do you think I'm the sand into your life?” Zhong Yuqing was on the other side of the phone, standing on a luxury cruise ship, looking at the circling seagulls and asked faintly.
”There is a lot of sand in my life.” Tang Xiaoai feels that fate likes to joke with her. She always places many thorns and sand on her growth path, so that she can polish her life with pain.
”I'm the one you can't stand?” His fingers gently knocked on the railing. Zhong Yuqing looked at the blue sea and blue sky. In the face of such a vast beauty, many small tempers disappeared, leaving only a strong feeling. He wanted to let Tang Xiaoai see such a beautiful scenery.
He is strongly eager to share the scenery at the moment, or Zhong Yuqing hopes that at the moment, someone can accompany him and feel the beauty of nature.
Without hearing Tang Xiaoai's answer, Zhong Yuqing said slowly in the sea breeze, ”if you feel that I am a grain of sand, I am your last grain of sand.”
The meaning of the words was very clear. Whether she accepted it or not, she had to wrap the sand with all her strength.
”We never know each other.” Tang Xiaoai finally opened her mouth and repeated what she had just said, ”there is a lot of sand in my life, but you are not the sand in my life.”
In Zhong Yuqing's black eyes, a faint water light flashed, like a seagull flying past his eyes.
”Zhong Yuqing, your world is big and your world is wonderful. Unlike me, I live desperately in a narrow space. ” Tang Xiaoai propped up her forehead. It was late at night here, but Zhong Yuqing was in the daytime. That song sang well. During the day, she didn't understand the darkness of the night
”So?” Zhong Yuqing asked calmly.
”So... You may not feel the pain.” Tang Xiaoai said in a low voice, ”but I am the little sand. In your world, I am wrapped layer by layer. No matter how hard I try, I can't go back to the quiet river, snuggling with sunshine, weeds, Pink Butterflies, spring flowers, uncontaminated clear streams, free fish, shrimp and birds... I am locked in a closed space, There is no sunshine, weeds, flowers and butterflies. In addition to darkness and suffocation, there is darkness and suffocation. ”