Before that, I had never thought that Duan Qiao could be so scared of a person.
It is conceivable how much influence Duan Qiao's father had on him when he was a child.
The name displayed on the phone just now is Duan Qiao's father, and it is displayed in bold red font.
It was just before sunrise, and the parents in the bedroom were definitely still asleep. I followed Duan Qiao's movements to pull me and gently left the house.
I thought in my heart, when the two of them woke up, they would naturally know that I was taken away by Duan Qiao, and by the way, the lie I told yesterday was rounded up.
Things that kill two birds with one stone are simply the best results.
But after I came out, I discovered the abnormality of Duan Qiao. I basically didn't say a few words to me along the way, let alone tell me the things mentioned at my house just now.
Maybe it’s been working all the time last night, too tired, right
I can only imagine that in my heart, Suo ** closed his eyes, wanting to get a good night's sleep, and make up for the fright I just received.
So I lay on my side on Duanqiao’s co-pilot, leaning against the car window, staring at the scenery outside the window, and gradually fell asleep.
In my subconscious sleep, I even admired the comfort of Duanqiao's car.
The steady braking was clearly reproduced in my dream. At that moment, I even wondered if I really fell asleep.
But still following his own thoughts, he opened his eyes in a daze.
The house that appeared in front of me was not the place where Duan Qiao and I usually live together, but it seemed...like the place where he took me to see the bear last time.
I turned my head to look at Duan Qiao, wanting to ask what he meant.
But not thinking, Duan Qiao also closed his eyes slightly, hugged his arms together, looking like he was asleep.
"Duan Qiao, what are you doing with me? How can I fall asleep!"
I rekindled the raging anger from last night, wishing to slap the dead section of the bridge with the slap, so that I would be angry again later.
Who would have thought, as soon as I said my words, Duan Qiao's eyes opened immediately, looking at me with an angry look, looking at me with a smile.
"It turns out that you can only sleep by yourself in the car. It seems that my wife is really an unreasonable tigress!"
The ridicule seemed to be ridiculous, and he jumped out from Duan Qiao's mouth, and didn't care if I had a bad attitude towards him just now.
After listening to Duan Qiao's words, I felt embarrassed. Duan Qiao didn't rest at first. As his wife, I should take good care of him.
I don't know what's wrong. In front of Duan Qiao, I can almost let myself go. At the beginning, the courtesy, righteousness and shame are not complete, let alone politeness.
"I... I forgot that you didn't rest well yesterday. I don't know why all the negative irritability came out when I saw you..."
Knowing that I did something wrong, I can only admit my mistake in embarrassment, and hope that Duan Qiao will not be angry with me.
"Of course I know Madam's temper. Besides, I didn't say that before, just let you keep your character in front of me!
"
After listening to my self-exposition, Duan Qiao was not at all angry, and went straight to do his own thing, pulling the key from the car.
Without further instructions, I got out of the car along with me, wanting to see what Duan Qiao meant to bring me here.
Duan Qiao should have also felt that I was following him, without turning his head, he walked directly into the house.
Still familiar look, familiar decoration style.
It's just that Duan Qiao didn't take me to the innermost storage room this time, but from the innermost place on the first floor, he led me into a narrow staircase.
Just like the place where we live before, it is also a space with a cave in the sky. We walk along the spiral staircase and walk in a small space.
Soon, I walked down from above, and there was another long corridor with three doors arranged in a distributed manner.
Walking in front of Duanqiao, he quickly took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, and opened the nearest door next to us with his backhand.
Originally thought, the underground space must be covered with dust. But after I went in, I found that it was almost spotless inside.
"metamorphosis…"
I reached out and touched the nearest cabinet at the door, wanting to feel the cleanliness of it.
But there was no color on the white sleeves, so I couldn't help but complain.
"Almost every two days, a servant comes to clean it again, so it's normal for it to be clean."
Duan Qiao didn't even turn his head, knowing what I would say, and helplessly explained to me.
Ok, okay, who made Duan Qiao look good? Then I reluctantly agree with this statement, and quickly keep up with the pace of Duan Qiao in front.
Looking at the things in front of me, I knew that the low-level words "Dongtian" were used too early.
I originally thought that the basement wouldn't have much space at all, but only now I found out that it was almost comparable to the half parking garage of Duanqiao's current house.
The all-inclusive European-style decoration replaces the brownish red of solid wood all the way, and it looks like a little princess's room no matter what.
Even the small decorations on the coffee table are exceptionally different.
I just don’t understand why such a good place is turned into a basement.
"Duan Qiao, whose room is this?"
Still no one restrained curiosity, I walked around in front of Duan Qiao and asked him curiously.
"My mother..."
Duan Qiao's voice is more hoarse, giving me a feeling of vicissitudes of life, and I don't even know if the person talking to me is him.
And, most importantly, I heard the words "Mother" from Duan Qiao's mouth.
Since meeting him again this time, his mother seems to have always been a taboo of Duan Qiao, and he has never brought it up.
I didn't know until a few days ago that Duan Qiao was sent out of the country by his father because of the death of his mother. Now the mother next to him was later married by his father.
"Why, Auntie's room is downstairs?"
But this way I don’t understand even more. I don’t know why someone like Duan Qiao, who has a deep relationship with his mother, arranges his mother’s room underground. Is it possible that it is a kind of "missing" for her mother.
But it just so happened that my later question was completely
Opened the secret buried in Duan Qiao's heart.
From Duan Qiao's intermittent narrative, I probably heard it.
It turns out that the house where we are now is where Duan Qiao lived when he was a child. Duan Qiao was sent abroad from here until his mother died.
Later, after his father took him back, he regarded this basically abandoned house as his independent residence for Duanqiao.
After he really moved in, he discovered that his father had already dealt with all the things related to his mother. At that time, it was still fascinated by the name, he could see things and think about people.
But after returning, Duan Qiao didn't think so. He always felt that there were few traces of his mother at home, so he secretly decorated a new bedroom in the basement according to his mother's preferences during his lifetime.
It turns out that there is such a historical connection between Duan Qiao and his mother.
After listening, I hugged Duan Qiao gently from behind, feeling sorry for his unusual experience when he was a child.
"It's okay, everything is over. If your mother is still alive now, she will definitely be proud of you too!"
Apart from comfort, I can't think of any way to relieve Duan Qiao's mood.
"Do you know why I left again?"
Duan Qiao hugged him to me without much reaction, and then went on to talk about himself.
"Somehow, I always feel that a certain memory of my childhood is incomplete, and I also feel that later my father married a woman, familiar and unfamiliar..."
I just listened to Duan Qiao's narration quietly, not knowing what he meant.
A certain memory that disappeared
Not long ago, I felt the same way. I felt that there was a missing memory between myself and the little bear I had seen before.
"Now don't think about so many useless things anymore. Let's go up and take a good rest. I always think your father will come back for inspection in the recent period!"
However, those are all things in the past. Even if Duan Qiao wants to think about it now, it is not easy anymore, so I still think the things now are more important.
He told Duan Qiao about the things he had always felt in his heart, hoping that he could also keep these things in his heart.
"I haven't told you what my father wanted me to do. It should be time to tell you now!"
Duan Qiao broke free from my embrace, turned around, looking at me with bright eyes.
"Ok"
"Zeng Sicheng’s father didn’t ask for any advantage from me, but he didn’t want to go directly to my father. He intentionally or unconsciously said about me and Zeng Sicheng. So... my father is not only here this time. When I inspect my work, I want to solicit opinions from me."
Unexpectedly, it was Zeng Sicheng who came to stir up again.
The signs of Lucy's problems that were only discovered yesterday can only be described as more and more rivals. I basically don't know what I should say next.
"Then... how did you answer?"
But I was still worried about Duan Qiao’s thoughts, afraid that he would directly tell us about the relationship between the two of us, and even more afraid that his ambiguous attitude would make his father mistakenly think that there is something possible between Zeng Sicheng and Zeng Sicheng. Sex.
Duan Qiao answered me in no hurry, standing still, looking at me motionless.
"Of course I told the truth!"
(End of this chapter)