【Double Xun】Know what is like

Chapter 17

But Xun You did not continue to be stubborn, he was never a very stubborn person.He has made up his mind about some things in his heart, but he won't say it in face, at least for the sake of the child, he is willing to go back.

It is the age of growing up, the children are different every day, from the time he left to the time he came back for more than a year, the children have been very different from each other.They called him father bluntly, and Xun You also bluntly responded to them.

No one knew the ten-year catastrophe that followed, but felt that everything was getting better, the haze cleared, and the sky was bright again.In the whole world, only Xun You's haze will never go away, Zhang Wenxiu is out of anger, she doesn't want such a lost husband.

Xun You has always been ashamed to mention this matter, but it is difficult to avoid it. It happened on a summer night two years later.

In the past two years, Xun You has not had any married life with her. It's not that he is resisting. He has tried, but he is powerless.The body was one step ahead of the consciousness and rejected Zhang Wenxiu for him.

Because of the name of divorce, Wenxiu didn't sleep with him, but waited to knock on his door in the first early spring after he came home.Wenxiu is the kind of woman that God favors the most, with a petite figure and porcelain-white skin. All these years of hard work have only softened her body and added a few taels of flesh, which have grown in good places.She pressed her breast to him, kissed him with her lips, fondled him with her fingers, but to no avail, it only made her completely discouraged.

Xun You couldn't give any response that a husband should give.

She never knew he was thinking of him either.

Xun You tried hard to think of countless dark nights on her body, his kisses, his trembling and sighing, their success, and the moon decorated on the farm.Xun You didn't know why the moonlit night in the northwest border was far more charming than Shanghai's. He could only clumsily recall the joy of fish and water between them.

After another year, she endured to the limit, and finally heard through Xun You's secret on a sweaty summer night.The children were asleep, she tiptoedly stood outside the room with her ear close to the door, his voice was low and urgent, she could even see the sweat on his forehead and his efforts.

At the most critical moment, she heard his most tender breathing, and he called him in a low voice: Wen Ruo——

These two words matched the name in her heart.

Xun You has been silent about why he was convicted on the farm and why he was able to escape, but Wenxiu knows it all.Except for the initial shock, she even tried to play the role of a good wife for the rest of the time-she tried to understand him and why her husband fell in love with a man.

Before she really lost her composure, she also found a perfect excuse for herself: no woman can bear her husband calling someone else's name at such a moment.

In the evening of the next day, she knocked down the bowls and chopsticks on the dinner table: "Who is Wen Ruo?"

The summer night in Shanghai was suffocatingly hot, and a piece of bleak pickled cabbage was hanging on the tip of Xun You's chopsticks. After she asked this question, the pickled cabbage fell on the dining table in panic.In this life, he still had the opportunity to hear his young words from other people, and his heart was beaten hard, and his pain was unspeakable.The light in his eyes was fleeting, revealing the pain of helplessness. After more than ten years of husband and wife, Wenxiu knew that she had hurt him.

The simple two words floated up and down on the meal, shimmering warmly, and Wenxiu suddenly became hysterical: "Who the hell is he?!"

"I'll explain to you later, let's eat first."

"I ask you! Who is Wen Ruo!"

Xun You swallowed, put down the chopsticks, put his thumbs against the ends of the chopsticks, and pushed them to be even with the edge of the table: "The children are still here, don't make trouble."

Zhang Wenxiu refused to admit defeat. She stood on the edge of the table and put on a big posture. If she didn't bluff like this, she was afraid that she would burst into tears: "If you can sit upright, you won't be afraid of the children listening! You are in front of me!" They said to their faces, who is it?!"

Her eyes were scolding him, her nose was scolding him, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, everything was violent and silent.He walked up to her, tucked her messy hair behind her ears, and said softly, "Wenxiu, your hair is messed up, it's not good."

Wenxiu suddenly became hoarse.

A few seconds of silence inspired her, and she opened her mouth again, crushing syllables in her throat: "They said he was a teacher."

"In Kunming, Yunnan."

"After graduating from college, I became a teacher."

"32 is old."

"Neither male nor female."

Wenxiu Machinery repeated the rumors from other people's mouths, its voice was like a typewriter, and it jumped in the air shortly.She stared at Xun You, at the man she once loved deeply, but now she loves even more deeply because of guilt.

In the end, she opened her eyes wide, raised her eyebrows in disbelief, moved her lips slowly, and approached Xun You: "Do you love him?"

"What do you love about him?"

Since returning home, Xun You has been mentally weak. After being trained by the farm, he almost lost the ability to argue with others. Wenxiu knew that he dared not answer.But Xun You suddenly laughed, and he answered her in a low voice, all gentle: "Yes, I love him, everything about him."

The oil in the kerosene lamp ran out, and Xun You didn't add any more, but just sat on the edge of the bed with his knees hugged.The shadow of the moon fell on the edge of the window, and he suddenly remembered that night when he would never wake up, and there were two neat Wuchang standing outside the window, so Xun Yu asked him, "You haven't regretted it, have you?"

Xun You had already forgotten the short nine words of silence under the huge tsunami that year, but they suddenly burst into blurred shadows.

In such a situation, you have never regretted falling in love with such a person, have you?

How could Xun Yu ask such a question? Xun You slowly lowered his head.That's right, during the limited moments that he couldn't bear to hear suddenly, he just stood on his knees, as if he was kneeling to face humiliation.Xun Yu used his dignity to protect his dignity, and his dignity to protect his dignity.

Affection is like a clear spring, the more it is skimmed, the more transparent and clear it is, and the deeper it flows.