Wang Xiaofang was surprised to run into Huo Nanquan here, so she immediately lowered her head and pretended not to see him.
Huo Nanquan looked at Wang Xiaofang with mixed feelings.
After all, they had been married for several years, and they had loved each other.
I remember the earliest time the two of them fell in love was when he went to the countryside and stayed at Wang Xiaofang's house. Wang Xiaofang treated him very well.
Every time he went to work in the production team, Wang Xiaofang would help him.
She also did his laundry, and so over time, the two of them got together.
Later, he performed well, writing articles and reading broadcasts for the production team. He also used his knowledge to help build a dam and obtained a recommendation from the village to go to university. So the two got married and returned to the city...
Looking back now, they also experienced a period of hardship in the countryside.
Thinking of this, Huo Nanquan felt very sorry for Wang Xiaofang.
However, his dismissal was also caused by her.
He both loved and hated her; their feelings were intertwined.
But then again, he has no one to blame but himself for his current situation, since he was the one who cheated first...
Any woman would probably have done the same...
He has nothing left now; he destroyed this happy family with his own hands.
Thinking of this, Huo Nanquan slowly asked, "Xiaofang, are you alright?"
Wang Xiaofang, with her head down, was taken aback when she heard Huo Nanquan call her name.
She stood up again, looked at him, and said, "I'm fine. How about you?"
Huo Nanquan's lips curled into a helpless smile. "I'm not doing well. A lot of things have happened to the Huo family recently."
"All I can say is that karma is a cycle, and no one escapes the wrath of Heaven."
Wang Xiaofang chuckled and ignored him, continuing to weed.
Huo Nanquan sighed and continued, "Xiaofang, I really regret it. I was wrong. Can you forgive me?"
He has figured it out.
His return to his hometown was a fresh start, as it was where his dreams began.
Where you begin, you end; where you fall, you get up.
"I can forgive you, but our children will not."
Wang Xiaofang felt sad when she thought of the child who died after being pregnant for more than eight months.
She was just one month away from being born safely, and she could feel him throbbing inside her for countless days and nights.
Thinking of this, tears welled up in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry to you, and I'm sorry to our child."
Huo Nanquan also became sad and upset.
Having weathered so many storms, he finally understood that home is the warmest harbor.
As for those flowers, grasses, orioles, swallows, and birds outside, they are all heartless people who only play with you for a moment of novelty.
Only your own wife and children are the ones who will treat you best, never leave you, and always wait for you to come home.
Unfortunately, by the time he understood this, it was too late.
Wang Xiaofang wiped away her tears, looked at him, at the man she once loved, a man to whom she was also entangled in love and hate, "Huo Nanquan. We can't go back. From the moment you cheated on me and caused our child to miscarry, we could never go back. Take care of each other."
After saying that, she picked up the hoe and headed home.
Huo Nanquan was stunned for a moment, then immediately chased after him.
Wang Xiaofang walked ahead, while Huo Nanquan followed silently behind.
Neither of them spoke the rest of the way.
When Wang Xiaofang got home, she slammed the door shut.
Huo Nanquan stood at the door, his feelings complicated.
This door was always open to him before.
now……
He had no choice but to turn around and leave.
Huo Nanquan went to teach at a rural primary school and lived in the school's dormitory.
It was called a dormitory, but it was actually just a mud-brick house.
There was nothing there. The toilet was open-air, and you had to pump water yourself using a hand pump.
The school playground was all dirt roads.
The conditions were harsh, but Huo Nanquan treated it as a form of spiritual practice.
Consider it an attempt to make amends for my past mistakes...
...
That day.
When Wang Xiaofang went to work in the fields, it suddenly started raining. She didn't have an umbrella, so she hurriedly ran home.
As a result, the ground slipped, and she fell directly into the ditch.
He was covered in dirt and soaking wet, and he had sprained his ankle.
"It hurts so much..."
She reached up and touched her ankle, finding it was swollen.
What should we do? How is she going to get home?
It was raining again, and she was injured again.
At this moment, Wang Xiaofang was completely helpless, crying out to heaven and earth in vain.
She burst into tears, feeling wronged.
Just then, a pair of large hands held up a large umbrella and sheltered her head.
She looked up and saw that it was Huo Nanquan.
"Huo Nanquan, what brings you here..."
"You hold the umbrella, and I'll hold you in my arms."
He handed her the umbrella.
"I don't want your help," Wang Xiaofang said defiantly.
Huo Nanquan didn't say anything, but simply held up the umbrella with one hand and picked her up with the other.
I could only feel that her body was incredibly light.
It's easy to imagine what happened during that time.
"Put me down."
Wang Xiaofang struggled, but Huo Nanquan wouldn't let go.
"Don't move, or we'll both fall into the ditch."
Wang Xiaofang then stopped struggling.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier.
The paths in the fields are becoming increasingly muddy.
Wang Xiaofang held an umbrella, and Huo Nanquan carried her as they walked along the road, their steps uneven.
The two of them didn't speak a word the whole way.
Wang Xiaofang nestled in his arms, feeling the warmth of his chest and embrace.
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