For a period of time, television news was filled with reports of the death of a wealthy businessman, Meng Fei, in a gunfight. Compared to this major news, the news of a policeman's suicide seemed insignificant.
Li Bi died. The day after Meng Fei died, he committed suicide at home by taking sleeping pills. When he died, he was still clutching a ring tightly in his hand. His tightly clenched hand seemed to be holding his only treasure, and he couldn't pry it open no matter what... His funeral was held on a rainy day, and few people attended. But An Tong went and offered a bouquet of flowers in front of Li Bi's tombstone.
He did not let Feng Guang know about Li Bi's death.
Long, long days have passed, but An Tong still remembers that night. That night, he stood by the window, still secretly watching the little girl's every move.
His little girl, with tools in hand, painstakingly dug out the lifeless body from the ground. He had imagined that she would be so frightened that she would collapse to the ground, and that she would run home in a panic, and then call the police. But he never imagined that, after her shock and confusion, she would carry the body and bury it under that banyan tree.
An Tong used to play there often when he was a child. He still remembers that his mother had someone tie the swing for him. It must have been more than ten years ago.
Through the lens, he watched from afar as she worked up a sweat, and as she accidentally smeared mud on her fair face. Hmm, her clumsy movements were really not suited for physical labor... But An Tong clutched her chest, and for the first time, his heart was pounding so hard, as if he wanted to grab something to fill it.
He drew the curtains, leaned against the wall, and took deep breaths to suppress the urge to imprison her.
She's damn charming, no matter what.
"Don't keep staring at me," Feng Guang said softly, touching his hand under the table, but he grabbed it. She glanced nervously at her parents sitting opposite her, trying to act nonchalant.
When alone with her, she is bold and adorable, but when elders are around, she becomes shy and endearing.
"Happy birthday, father-in-law." An Tong gave Xia Chao a polite and friendly smile. Even though Xia Chao never gave him a good look, he remained calm and elegant on the surface. But under the table where no one could see, he gently stroked Feng Guang's hand, which seemed to be reaching under her skirt.
How could he... how could he... well, looking at that face, she really couldn't bring herself to use the word "creepy." Seeing his focused and serious expression, Feng Guang thought it was a real shame that this man wasn't an actor!
Xia Chao didn't reply to An Tong for a while, so Wang Ci smiled and smoothed things over, "Birthdays happen every year, it's nothing special. An Tong, don't prepare such an expensive gift next time."
As the saying goes, a mother-in-law is always more satisfied with her son-in-law the more she looks at him. Back when Wang Ci and Xia Chao were on the same side opposing Feng Guang and An Tong being together, it was Wang Ci who was the first to lose. As a result, Xia Chao gave Wang Ci a lot of attitude.
Wang Ci still didn't understand why Xia Chao disliked An Tong. Was it because An Tong treated Feng Guang badly? Look at how he spoiled Feng Guang in the three years of their marriage! Feng Guang's spoiled nature hadn't improved at all; in fact, she'd become increasingly pampered. It was because An Tong was so accommodating to Feng Guang. Wang Ci could guarantee that even she and Xia Chao had never gone to such lengths with An Tong. They spoiled their daughter with principles, unlike An Tong who had no principles whatsoever, caring only about Feng Guang's happiness.
Wang Ci once said that he shouldn't spoil Feng Guang too much, but An Tong just smiled and continued to treat her like a treasure when he got home.
To say that An Tong is unfilial? This year, for Xia Chao's birthday, he gave him an island, saying that it would give Xia Chao a place to relax and vacation... Every year during festivals, he always prepares a complete set of gifts, and each time they are more generous than the last. Wang Ci thinks that he is a thoughtful and good young man, but Xia Chao always sees him as a kidnapper.
However, marriage involves two people, so no matter how dissatisfied Xia Chao was, it was of no use.
The three of them ignored Xia Chao, who was sulking. Wang Ci looked at his daughter, his eyes revealing a hint of worry, "Has the hospital report come out yet?"
Upon hearing this question, Xia Chaoqi forgot all about being angry and sat up straight as well.
"The doctor said to pick up the report today." Feng Guang looked dejected.
Her marriage with An Tong was perfect in every way, except for one thing: for three years, she hadn't gotten pregnant. They hadn't used any protection, but she just couldn't conceive. First, An Tong had a checkup, and his body was fine. Then it was her turn to have a checkup. Needless to say, you can imagine how terrible she felt.
"Fengguang, don't think about unnecessary things." An Tong patted her head. "You can eat more when you're in a good mood. You've lost weight recently."
"Oh..." She glanced at him, knowing his unspoken message was that the feeling of holding you had diminished.
An Tong didn't care about the child, so Wang Ci didn't know what to say.
After lunch, An Tong and Feng Guang went to the hospital together. The doctor who examined Feng Guang was An Tong's senior, Fu Yan, who was a very responsible doctor.
"Mrs. An, your test results show that apart from a slightly thin uterine wall, there are no other problems. However, this is also the reason why it is difficult to conceive." Fu Yan finished speaking objectively, and then showed an apologetic expression.
Feng Guang held the report, not daring to look up at An Tong. Although she had already prepared herself for the possibility that there was something wrong with her body, when the time actually came, sadness was secondary; feeling guilty towards her husband was the most important thing.
An Tong glanced at Fu Yan.
Fu Yan quickly coughed, "You two have a good chat, I'll go out first."
This is clearly her office...
As soon as the outsiders left, An Tong pulled Feng Guang into her arms and gently asked, "Are you unhappy?"
"Hmm..." her voice was muffled, "I can't have children, will you leave me?"
He couldn't bear to hear her sobbing. He lifted her chin with one hand, and sure enough, there were tears in the corners of her eyes. He lowered his head and kissed her. "I thought I had never given any indication that you would be more important than anyone else."
"But this is a child..."
"Shh—" An Tong put her index finger to her lips, "In this world, everyone except you can be described as 'other people' to me."
He stubbornly referred to the non-existent child who would carry his blood as someone else, and Feng Guang suddenly felt a very subtle feeling. "An Tong, do you not like children?"
"It's not that I don't like you, it's just that I feel it's unnecessary. It would take all my time and energy to pamper you alone, so having you is enough for me."
Feng Guang took this as a comforting thought, burying her face in his chest, "If...if you don't want me anymore, I won't blame you..."
"You silly girl, how could I not want you?" He kissed the top of her head with utmost tenderness.
This profound affection inadvertently revealed a hint of eeriness, yet the beautiful scenery was nowhere to be seen.
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