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The person who was mentioned the moment before appeared immediately the next second.
"Cough." Qin Yichuan seemed to be frightened and choked on his food. He covered his mouth and coughed until he finally stopped. "Hello, Auntie."
Zeng Mu on the opposite side looked normal.
"Well, hello." The woman with tight makeup stood at the entrance and took off her high heels slowly. After changing into slippers, she went into the master bedroom with a calm expression and did not say a word.
Seeing this reaction, Qin Yichuan cleaned up the rice in his bowl and decided to leave immediately. This was a completely subconscious reaction, and the movement was smooth and flowing without any delay.
"I'm going home now. You can wash the dishes first." After saying this, he immediately ran away. There is no way. I always feel an inexplicable tension when I see Ms. Ma.
The memory of that incident was so deep that he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.
It was because Qin's childhood experience was too poor. Her mother divorced her father a long time ago and went to the other side of the ocean to start a new life. She lived a very happy life alone and never lost her temper. Therefore, Qin Yichuan, who had never seen his parents quarrel, was really eye-opening when he saw his uncle Zeng and his wife quarreling.
Seeing the usually gentle Aunt Ma arguing hysterically with Uncle Zeng was really frightening, so much so that Zeng Mu, who should have been really hurt that day, had to comfort Qin Yichuan, and the hurt Zeng Mu suffered was shared a lot.
So after that day, it was Qin Yichuan who had a childhood trauma, and it has continued ever since, because such farces kept happening in the Zeng family, and because they were neighbors, he heard a lot of noise every day. Over the years, the frequency has decreased a lot, especially recently, the number of times has become even less.
Qin Yichuan breathed a sigh of relief when he thought of this. This was good. How could a couple quarrel every day? A harmonious family is the key to success.
On this side, Zeng Mu quietly cleaned up the dishes and returned to his room.
There were two people at home, but it was so quiet that it seemed as if no one was home.
In the master bedroom, Ma Aili sat on a chair by the window, half-open, feeling the cool evening breeze brush against her forehead. The fatigue from the long journey finally dissipated, allowing her to stay awake. After a while, she finally stubbed out her cigarette. She turned and saw the empty dining table outside the open room. She thought hard, but she couldn't remember the last time the whole family had eaten together.
This home is really becoming less and less like a home.
She has a wealthy husband and a well-behaved son, but it is also a place she always wants to escape from.
She felt that the silence at this moment was like a monster with a bloody mouth, wanting to devour her.
She stood up with her exhausted body, walked to the clean and tidy kitchen, opened the refrigerator and poured herself a glass of ice water.
While drinking water, she accidentally choked and started coughing uncontrollably.
"Mom, are you okay?" At this moment, Zeng Mu's hoarse and distorted voice came from behind.
"Yeah, it's okay." She didn't look back, and the corners of her eyes were red from coughing.
It was always like this. Every time she was about to collapse, the young man behind her would always give her a casual look of concern.
There has been a small figure silently waiting behind her since a long, long time ago.
However, after stumbling through so many years, the thoughts in her mind have not disappeared, but are still growing wildly.
After hearing the footsteps fade away and confirming that the boy had returned to his room, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, drank the remaining water, and with a determined look on her face, washed the cup and put it back.
She returned to her room and looked at the quilt on the bed. The left side was neatly arranged, while the right side was scattered there randomly. It was obvious that only one person was sleeping there.
The seat on the left is hers, and she hasn't been home for a week.
Because she has had enough of this kind of life.
This was her first step in resistance.
It's not willfulness, it's not nonsense, it's escape.
After escaping for so many days, she finally thought things through and made a decision during her time alone.
She walked into the bathroom, began to wash up, changed into comfortable pajamas, lay down in her own position, and fell asleep quickly.
However, when I woke up the next day, I didn't see anyone else in the room, and when I reached out my hand, I just felt something cold.
Her husband did not come home last night.
Yesterday's sudden burst of courage has deflated me a lot.
But her purpose remains clear.
She will wait for him to come back.
Because some things must be said and some things must be done.
She thought that since she couldn't see him at home, it would be the same if she went to the company. However, when she got there, she only heard from his assistant that he had gone to meet a client.
What a coincidence, so coincidental it seemed like a lie. He'd usually just arrived at the company around this time. He was just making up a random excuse to put her off.
Oh, how ridiculous. I didn't expect that this was the only way he could think of to avoid her.
Maybe he feels guilty.
"You're back." When Zeng Mu opened the door, he didn't expect that Ma Aili was standing behind it.
"I've been resting at home these days. And dinner is ready. Just wash your hands and come over to eat." Ma Aili said without waiting for Zeng Mu to ask. Although Zeng Mu might not ask, she knew he would have doubts in his heart, because she would not be at home at this time in the past.
"Don't we have to wait for Dad to come back and eat together?" Zeng Mu asked as they sat down at the dinner table.
"Don't wait for him, he won't be back these few days." This man was obviously avoiding her. He originally went to the company to find her but unexpectedly got another piece of news.
"Eat more, this is what you like."
"Thanks, Mom."
"Oh, I remembered I didn't give you living expenses before I left home last time. I left in such a hurry that I forgot. Here's the card for you. I'll deposit the living expenses into it on time."
"I don't have any use for the money."
"Take it, you'll need it. There's no need to stay at home all day. If you have some money, you can go out and play with Qin Yichuan. Staying at home all day won't make you feel good."
"good."
The conversation stopped there, Zeng Mu took the initiative to stand up and wanted to wash the dishes, but was stopped by Ma Aili again.
"I'll wash it, you go play."
Before Zeng Mu could react to what she heard, she was pushed out of the house by her mother.
"Go find Qin Yichuan."
Ma Aili closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Her son's personality was too cold. She didn't feel that way when he was not at home. But today, when it was just the two of them at home, he actually felt a little pressured.
She remembered that he was definitely not like this when he was a child.
On this side, just as the door behind him closed, the door of Qin's house opened the next second.
"Hey, Teacher Zeng, how can you teach me if you don't bring a book?" Qin Yichuan looked at him and said so.
Zeng Mu did not reply. He suddenly recalled that such scenes often happened when he was a child. Before there was friction or quarrel between the two adults, they would find an excuse in advance to let him go out to play or go to relatives' homes to get things.
The reasons were poor, and she pretended to be doing it for his own good, not wanting to argue in front of him, but he was not a fool, and he would eventually notice.
But today, she was alone at home, why did she send him away? Was she going to call and have a quarrel?
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