The pungent smell of burning, the scorching flames, the suffocating smoke... When Xu Mei woke up, her forehead was covered with sweat.
She sat up. It was drizzling outside the window. The house was clean and elegant. Wind chimes tinkled under the windowsill in the breeze. It was exactly the same as her room when she was a child.
Looking sideways, the mirror on the dressing table is facing this side, and the face in the mirror... This is clearly myself when I was thirteen years old!
Wasn't she already trapped in the sea of fire? Was this the revolving lantern of life that made her return to her own boudoir before dying?
"Xiaomei," just as Xu Mei was in doubt, her young mother opened the door, walked to her bedside, and touched her forehead with great concern, "Why are you having nightmares again?"
Guan Jinghua's hand, with a hint of warmth, touched her sweaty forehead, creating a stark contrast.
What dream could be so real?
But none of this mattered. Seeing his mother, Xu Mei's eyes were filled with mist. He put his arms around her neck and said, "Mom."
"What's wrong?" Hearing her daughter's choked voice, Guan Jinghua also hugged her, a little nervous, "Xiaomei, don't be afraid. If I divorce your father, I will definitely take you away."
The voice in her ear was so familiar, but the content revealed in it made Xu Mei stunned.
When did my mother and my father ever divorce? As far as I could remember, she was a traditional woman who hadn't received any new education. She believed that her husband was her destiny and that once she married, she would stay with him for the rest of her life.
In my dream, she actually said she wanted a divorce... As expected, no matter how real a dream is, it is still a dream.
Now that she has seen her mother, will she also have the chance to see her daughter Xiaoman later? Thinking of her daughter, Xu Mei's heart ached even more. Xiaoman was so young that she wouldn't even remember what her mother looked like.
"Xiaomei." Guan Jinghua's voice called back the restless Xu Mei.
Seeing her distressed face, Xu Mei asked, "What about my brother?"
A complex expression flashed across Guan Jinghua's eyes. He touched her face and said seriously, "Don't worry about him. He won't suffer any loss. Xiaomei, just follow your mother."
Xu Mei nodded. She didn't believe that all this was true, but she felt that it was a scene that was too real.
Seeing her like this, Guan Jinghua didn't think too much about it. She felt that her daughter was frightened by their divorce and that everything would be fine once she left this home.
She had received some confirmation of what had happened in her dream a few days ago, and she would never let that come true.
The mother and daughter each had their own thoughts, so no one noticed that something was wrong with the other, and they quickly went downstairs.
Xu Jueping was sitting on the sofa with a sullen face. He was in control of everything. He had never thought that his wife, who depended on him, would ask for a divorce one day.
Seeing Guan Jinghua coming downstairs, he said in a cold tone, "Divorce is no joke. You're so crazy that you don't care about your children's reputation. I don't want you to go crazy with me. I don't agree with this."
"It doesn't matter if you don't mind."
Facing her powerful husband, Guan Jinghua flinched for a moment, but when she looked at Xu Mei beside her, she found boundless courage again and said, "I will move out with Xiao Mei soon."
boom!
As if the taut string in his head had finally snapped, Xu Jueping instantly stood up, picked up the water cup on the coffee table, and smashed it into four pieces.
"Guan Jinghua, are you crazy? Just because I told Xiaomei not to go to the bookstore so often, you want to divorce me?"
"If we really get divorced, do you know how everyone in this yard will look at me? And how will they look at you?"
The teacup fragments were scattered all over the floor. A small piece of the fragment splashed onto Xu Mei's leg, instantly drawing a little blood.
Feeling the pain in her calf, Xu Mei's expression gradually froze.
Even if she was slow to react, she realized something was wrong: she felt warmth in her dreams, but the pain was something only in reality.
Could it be that she had really returned to the year she was thirteen? She pinched her palm, unable to believe that pie in the sky would really fall.
At this time, Guan Jinghua also saw the injury on her leg, and a fierce quarrel broke out between her and Xu Jueping.
She said with great certainty, "I will move out with Xiaomei tomorrow."
"Xiaomei is the daughter of the Xu family. What right do you have to take her away?" Xu Jueping panted with disdain, "Even if we get divorced, you can still leave on your own."
Guan Jinghua didn't say anything else.
Xu Jueping thought he had grasped her weakness, and a glint of pride flashed in his eyes. "If you want to leave, just leave by yourself, whether it's Xu Qing or..."
"I want to follow my mother." Xu Mei said coldly.
This remark attracted the attention of two people.
"You are so patient," Xu Jueping said in a cold tone. After that, he looked at Guan Jinghua again and said, "I will not agree to a divorce, even if you take Xu Mei away."
Guan Jinghua ignored him. She found the medicine box from the coffee table, bandaged Xu Mei's wound, and swept away the debris in the living room.
Then she took Xu Mei back to the room and started packing clothes. Even if they didn't get divorced, she wouldn't let Xu Mei live in such a house.
"Mom," Xu Mei sat next to her, looking at her with complicated eyes, "Why do you suddenly want a divorce?"
She had always thought it was a dream and didn't think too much about it. But the dull pain in the wound on her leg told her that everything was real.
She really went back to her childhood, when nothing happened.
I knew what was going to happen, so I resisted my father. But why did my mother do that? Did she come back too?
Looking at her somewhat confused daughter, Guan Jinghua stopped and hugged her in her arms, "I had a very scary dream...Xiaomei, Mommy won't hurt you."
She hugged her daughter tightly and said, "Your grandmother gave me a dowry, and I still have some. I won't let you suffer with me."
It turned out that the mother was having a dream.
Xu Mei felt a little bitter. Was it true that mother and daughter were connected? She had died in the fire, yet her mother had vaguely dreamed of something and was determined to take her away.
She was sad, touched, but also felt extremely grateful.
Everything is still in time. This time, she will not only know, love and stay with that man again, but also accompany her mother and watch her daughter grow up.
After making up her mind, Xu Mei rolled up her sleeves and helped her mother pack her luggage.
The mother and daughter took their things and went downstairs. When they left the house, Xu Jueping didn't even glance at them.
He snorted in contempt. He didn't believe that his wife, who had no social experience for more than ten years, could survive independently with their daughter.
Sooner or later, the day will come when both mother and daughter will regret it.
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