Just as the car was on the highway, Wen Jialuo received a call from her mother.
Luo Linyi, who felt that her daughter was possessed that day, was terrified. She stared at her daughter's back as she turned and left, as if she was back to the situation when her daughter was anorexic.
Or maybe she never understood this daughter. She had not grown up with her, and when they got closer, they were no longer related. Even a piece of flesh that fell off her body gradually had its own ideas. Luo Linyi suddenly didn't dare to think too much. She looked at the note in panic and almost fainted.
Then she thought of her husband.
Wenzhou is the symbol of the uprightness in her life. The difference between him and her is that even though he has less contact with his daughter than she does, they are closer as father and daughter, and this relationship is not changed at all by external factors.
Wenzhou once said that if there was anything wrong with his daughter, he should tell him immediately and try not to worry the two old people. Yes, he was probably still bothered by the fact that his daughter suddenly lost weight due to anorexia, but so was she. His daughter really lost a few more pounds this week, and the weight she had just gained was gone again, and she felt distressed.
Thinking that she was destined to be helpless with this daughter who would only smile in front of her, she quickly told her husband and asked him to talk to her daughter.
Later, she received a call from her husband, who said that her daughter spoke normally and there was nothing strange about it, and instead asked her not to worry too much.
How could that be over-suspicion? It was just a mother's intuition.
After a few days of anxiety, Luo Linyi finally couldn't help calling when she saw that it was the weekend. As soon as her daughter answered the phone, she spoke, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. When she learned that she was already on the car on the way back, she hurriedly reminded her to drive safely and hung up the phone.
When sending Xu Shiqi home, Wen Jialuo stopped her from getting out of the car and handed her a tube of plaster. Xu Shiqi recognized the plaster and folded her arm in surprise. Sure enough, she saw that the bruise above her wrist had appeared again. It couldn't be a skin disease, Xu Shiqi's face turned pale. She didn't have the impression that she had bumped into this place before.
"It's okay, it will be fine after applying it." Wen Jialuo said softly, "It will be fine soon."
Xu Shiqi felt vaguely that the bruise was strange, but she didn't want Wen Jialuo to worry about her, so she swallowed her suspicion and prepared to think about it herself after returning home.
Wen Jialuo unexpectedly did not see her mother waiting for her when she returned home. Instead, the old lady heard her coming back and waved at her from the second floor.
The old lady was still sitting when she entered the room. The round carpet under her feet seemed to be too warm, so she knelt on it as soon as she arrived.
Grandma was also very thin. Wen Jialuo hugged the old lady's legs and rested his head on her knees, which hurt his face.
Looking down at her granddaughter who was even more tired than last time, the old lady was glad that she had made the right decision to send her mother away early. The mother was just too anxious and didn't leave any room for the child. The child didn't want to hear any great truths, she just wanted a little comfort to sustain her.
It seems like it has been that long.
The old lady stroked her granddaughter's head and sighed softly.
Wen Jialuo shuddered slightly, his head was in a daze. The old lady's sigh seemed to contain too many emotions, perhaps due to her mood, but she could hear understanding and tolerance in it.
That was such a rare thing. Wen Jialuo endured the boiling in her heart, and her hands were almost clenched together. The person she didn't want to hurt eventually became a thorn in her pursuit of happiness, but no matter how bloody she was, she was determined to go on. Because she couldn't stand Xu Shiqi's bruises, and couldn't imagine her sleeping stiffly beside her every night - that kind of love would never be happy.
"Grandma." Wen Jialuo murmured.
"What's wrong?" the old lady asked her softly.
"After we had the car accident, I know you went to see Xu Shiqi. What did you say to her that day?"
The old lady was stunned. She could hear the not-so-strong complaint in her granddaughter's tone, and her heart couldn't help but tighten.
"Grandma, you actually know, right?" Wen Jialuo didn't raise her head, and her eyes were focused on nowhere. Her heart was temporarily numb, and her voice was dull. "Who do I like? Although you didn't say it, you must have guessed it."
The old lady lowered her eyes and looked at her granddaughter's hair. Although she didn't know what made her exhausted to the extreme, she always had something to do with that girl: "I didn't know at first." Her voice suddenly became old, "But you were so good to her, and she was so good to you, far beyond the friendship between sisters and friends." The old lady's voice finally calmed down, "The night before leaving the hospital, I guessed that you would meet each other. In fact, I don't hope that my guess is correct, but..." It is always easy to know something unintentionally. The old lady raised her head slightly, her eyes fixed on the closed door from a distance, and said no more.
Wen Jialuo understood everything at this point, and all his strength relaxed. He almost slid down beside the old man like a large pet.
After a while, Wen Jialuo sat up as if she had gathered strength in her waist and heart. She crossed her legs, propped up her chin, looked up at the most authoritative person in the family, and asked in the softest voice: "So, you are using me to threaten her?"
That's right, she had always been worried about her grandmother going to see that woman, until she found the sign language book, and she was able to guess a little bit. Although Xu Shiqi told her why her grandmother went to see that woman, and although that woman didn't admit that anyone had said anything, she didn't believe it at all, and she didn't give up her guesses from the clues. Compared to her and Xu Shiqi's affairs being known to everyone, she wanted to find out whether there was someone, and if so, who was threatening that woman in the dark.
This is probably the thing that is more unbearable than her and Xu Shiqi not being able to be together.
So if she doesn't say anything, someone will always change their face, but if everyone is very anxious and the only person who remains calm is the most suspicious.
But the last time she came back, the one who was most indifferent to her not speaking was her grandmother.
Wen Jialuo felt sad when she thought that this person was her grandmother, but it was actually somewhat expected.
But what she didn't expect was that after hearing what she said, her grandmother slowly revealed a look of doubt, without any sign of pretense.
"Threat? Jialuo, what are you talking about?"
Wen Jialuo's breathing suddenly became rapid and his mind went blank for a second.
The old lady stared at her: "I'm looking for her, and it has nothing to do with you. I like that girl, and I'm just worried about the damage caused to her by the car accident, so I hope to give her some compensation." The old lady was silent for a while before saying, "She didn't ask for anything. But in fact, I think she did want it. She wanted to be with you - didn't I agree with it?"
Wen Jialuo was stunned. She stared at her grandmother blankly and felt as if there was a golden halo rotating above her gray-haired head.
"Do you think I'm making things difficult for you?" the old lady asked her in surprise.
Biting his lower lip, Wen Jialuo replied in a muffled voice: "Isn't it?"
The old lady sighed, "Even if I didn't create any difficulties for you, look at you now, aren't you having a hard time? Why should I add more pressure to you? Besides, pressure is something that comes from within yourself, and the outside world is secondary." The old lady took off her reading glasses and wiped them carelessly, her voice a little vague, "For example, if I asked you to leave her, would you?"
"No." Wen Jialuo said firmly, "Don't even think about it in this lifetime."
The old lady steadying her hands, smiled bitterly, and although she still asked somewhat unwillingly, wasn't it possible for her to imagine the outcome
She had gone through too many storms in her life, and she had to endure such a big shock even when she was old. She slowly figured it out from the cold eyes of the people around her. She wondered if the old man, who was like an old naughty boy, would get angry and take out his gun after knowing it. And Jia Luo's parents, those people might not be as open-minded as herself.
In fact, what good is this open-mindedness? The old lady doesn't appreciate this advantage of her at all, but she has been persuaded by her two little daughters. If there must be a reason, it is probably that when the little girl's voice hypnotized her every day, it had cast a spell on her.
There was no fierce dispute, no stubborn insistence, and no determination to turn against each other. After Du Mengmeng, Wen Jialuo included another person in her and Xu Shiqi's world, and he was a marshal.
But at this moment, Wen Jialuo felt empty inside. Was her guess wrong? If the person threatening Xu Shiqi from behind was not her grandmother, who else could it be? Or was it just that she was thinking in the wrong direction and there was no such person at all? No, Wen Jialuo didn't believe it. Whenever she thought of the bruises on the woman's hands, her brain was almost congested.
Seeing her granddaughter's face changing repeatedly, the old lady did not ask about her doubts about herself. As for the two of them, she neither supported nor opposed them, but only watched things go their own way. Everything in the world cannot be separated from the four words "go with the flow". A forced melon is not sweet. She can now fully guess that her granddaughter's anorexia was not really because of her secret love for her senior brother.
Ask whenever you think of it, so that the old lady should not be unable to express what she has been thinking about for several years.
Sure enough, Wen Jialuo slowly told the old lady the truth of the matter, and said with a gentle smile that the story of secret love was actually made up by her based on the romance novels she had read.
The old lady listened in a daze and then sighed. Life is like a play, and the deep pain she experienced was just a lie.
Compared with Wen Jialuo's confession that there was no smoke of gunpowder and no war to speak of, Xu Shiqi was really having a headache.
I don’t know what’s wrong with her mother, she actually arranged a blind date for her in her own store.
At one point, Xu Shiqi thought that her inability to make a sound had a great advantage, which was that her mother would definitely not arrange such a banquet for her for the time being. After all, if you can't speak, you are inferior to others, and you can't find a good partner no matter what. Xu Shiqi was a little lucky about this. But she didn't expect that when she arrived at the store, she was actually led into a private room, and there was a man in it, who looked somewhat familiar.
"Don't you remember me?" the man asked with a smile, pulling out chairs for her mother and her, very gentlemanly.
Xu Shiqi didn't even have the energy to glare at her mother. She just sat there stiffly.
There was no one else around, so Wang Yuan sat among them, pouring wine and opening drinks, busy as a whim.
"Shi Qi, you forgot that you met last year, but you thought I was late, so you left without even finishing your meal." Wang Yuan smiled apologetically at the man, "I'm sorry, I spoiled you so much that you don't know how to be polite." She turned back and stared at her daughter, gnashing her teeth and saying, "I heard that you had a car accident, so I came to see you specially."
Then this shouldn't be considered a blind date, right? Xu Shiqi suddenly realized it, raised his glass, smiled slightly, and toasted him with the drink.
The man was slightly disappointed to see that she really hadn't spoken. He had been amazed by her voice for a long time. But even though she couldn't speak, the woman was still very elegant and calm, which made him feel excited again.
"It's only natural. It takes five hundred years for us to pass by each other, let alone eat at the same table. It's never too late to meet each other when fate has arrived."
Wang Yuan was pleasantly surprised. It seemed that this man didn't mind that her daughter couldn't speak. Where could she find such a good man now? She reached out and pinched her daughter's leg under the table, but she didn't respond at all. She just ate her food calmly.
"Ah, I'll go see if there are any dishes left." Wang Yuan had no choice but to stand up and said with a smile, "You guys take your time eating, you don't have to wait for me."
As soon as he got out of the house, Xu Zhongda stood outside and smoked. He looked at his wife with a depressed look and asked worriedly, "Is it okay for you to do this? Our daughter's voice hasn't recovered yet, so don't do anything rash."
"Don't worry, I know my limits." Wang Yuan patted her chest, "The people who treat Shi Qi as a treasure at this time are the ones who truly love her. It's not like they are asked to get married right away, so what are you afraid of?" She sighed again, "I don't think she will ever get better, maybe she will get better if she changes her environment."
Unable to speak, it was difficult to refuse. Xu Shiqi ate like chewing wax, and felt that the cooking skills of the chef hired by her father had deteriorated. The man opposite was not a talkative person. It seemed that he was just accompanying her for dinner, but he only took care of things like pouring drinks, scooping soup, and serving rice.
After finishing the meal in silence, the man finally smiled and said, "There's a good movie this afternoon, how about going to watch it?"
Xu Shiqi looked at him for a long time before shaking her head. Without paper and pen, they could not communicate, and she actually had no desire to communicate.
"We went on a blind date last October. Auntie told me that you haven't found a boyfriend yet, right?" The man still maintained his good intentions. "I'm still single too. Or is this fate?"
Xu Shiqi smiled, stood up, nodded at him, then turned and left.
"Wait." The man got a little anxious and stood up suddenly. He had only met this woman twice, and he could clearly feel that she had changed, but she was still surrounded by a strong barrier. "Can I ask you a question?"
Standing still, Xu Shiqi waited.
"Do you already have someone in your heart?" The man shrugged. "Then I can give up."
Xu Zhongda and Wang Yuan, who were standing outside the door waiting anxiously, looked at each other and waited with bated breath for a while before they heard the man say, "Sure enough, I know."
Wang Yuan's mind exploded immediately. In fact, she had deeper worries that she didn't tell her husband. As a mother, she always thinks more, and she definitely doesn't want her daughter to go astray.
Even if she has someone she likes, you can still not give up, Wang Yuan thought weakly. But in this era where everything is about fast food, who would spend a lot of time and energy pursuing a relationship that they know is hopeless? Wang Yuan sighed in disappointment. This son-in-law who looks good may not be hers.