Chapter 41 Okay, if it is really possible, let’s go back to the past.
At dusk, the guests left one after another and the teahouse was about to close.
But Chang Yunbai didn't leave. He even took the most prominent seat in the lobby. Although he was the only customer left in the entire teahouse, he still managed to drink calmly by himself.
Xu Pingsheng, Zhang Lao, and Cen Zhou stood side by side at the stairs, staring at him inconspicuously and whispering to each other. Song Baoyuan and Gao Luoshu stood on the second floor, watching for a long time.
"I'll go and chase him away." Gao Luoshu rolled up his sleeves, eager to try.
Song Baoyuan didn't stop him at first, until she vaguely saw another figure approaching, she said, "Wait."
Gao Luoshu hurriedly stopped.
He Yue came out from the back kitchen, lifting the curtain and walking straight towards Chang Yunbai.
Everyone pricked up their ears.
"We're closing."
Chang Yunbai glanced out the window upon hearing this, as if he had just realized it, and sighed, "Time flies."
He also said, “Then I will come again tomorrow.”
"You..." He Yue's eyes were filled with confusion, and she couldn't hide her bewilderment. "Why did you come?"
"I've prepared everything to take you home. All I need is your approval." Chang Yunbai sighed. "Take your time to think about it. I'll come often. If you change your mind at any time, I'll be here."
He walked out while speaking, and disappeared just as he finished speaking.
He Yue had a complicated expression, and as she lowered her head, her hands tightly grasped the corners of her clothes.
Song Baoyuan's brows furrowed little by little as she watched.
"I'm not like that!" Gao Luoshu quickly distanced himself from the matter, raising his hand as if swearing an oath. "Even though we're friends,... you're not the type to be close to a red person!"
If he hadn't said it, Song Baoyuan would not have thought that he married a wife for some so-called unavoidable reasons at the beginning, but he still couldn't forget his old lover.
This is certainly not about the close proximity to the red, this is simply...
Birds of a feather flock together.
Thinking of this, Song Baoyuan's face became even uglier.
"Actually, he wasn't like this before!" Gao Luoshu scratched his head. Seeing her like this, he explained anxiously, "He was just...his father used to control him too harshly, so when his father passed away, he just, just, just lost control!"
"oh."
Song Baoyuan responded indifferently, unwilling to say more.
She took a step forward, brushed past Gao Luoshu, and prepared to go home.
"Madam Song! Madam Song?" Gao Luoshu called out twice without giving up.
But Song Baoyuan left without looking back.
Jiang Keyu had already taken the two children away half an hour ago. Suddenly, without the noise of children around her, Song Baoyuan actually felt a little uncomfortable.
It was a rare moment of peace and quiet. She opened the curtains by the window and watched the sunset, her eyes gradually losing focus.
*
When Song Baoyuan returned to the old house, the sun had set and it was dark.
The lanterns hanging in front of the gate were dim, adding a sense of desolation to the entire house.
Just crossing the threshold, I was met with an unexpected sight.
The two children were chasing and fighting in the yard again, still for the old hydrangea.
Song Baoyuan stood at the door in a daze, thinking that time had gone back to yesterday.
Until Jiang Chengyou stopped, gathered all his strength and threw the hydrangea in his hand, shouting: "Mom, catch it!"
Song Baoyuan immediately came to her senses, looked up, and reached out to catch the hydrangea.
But Jiang Chengyou had no control over the force and threw the hydrangea high and far. When the hydrangea flew over Song Baoyuan's head, she couldn't reach it even if she stretched out her arms or stood on tiptoe.
She stepped back repeatedly, forgetting that there was a threshold behind her, and she tripped and fell backwards.
Suddenly, her waist was held by strong and powerful arms, and Song Baoyuan watched helplessly as the shadow of the hydrangea fell and was about to hit her face.
Just before she closed her eyes, a white, slender hand covered her face from the air and caught the red hydrangea steadily.
"Jiang Chengyou! I told you to play with it, but don't throw it at people!"
The breath and voice were so familiar that Song Baoyuan knew who it was without even turning around.
She straightened up, took two steps to the side, and distanced herself from the person behind her.
Despite this, Song Baoyuan was still slightly stunned when she raised her eyes.
The person in front of me was no longer the same person I saw in the teahouse. He had changed into a simple moon-white gown, so simple and clean... At first glance, he looked like him when he was young.
This made Song Baoyuan feel as if she was meeting an old friend in an old place.
"Are you okay?"
After scolding her son, Jiang Keyu lowered her head and subconsciously softened her tone.
But in the past, her brother's eyes always had a smile when he looked at her. But now, there was a depth that she couldn't see through and a weariness that was visible on his face.
Song Baoyuan looked away and replied softly, "I'm fine."
Then he asked, “Why are you here?”
"Mom is not here, and they both don't want to go home with me." Jiang Keyu explained, "They were crying and making a fuss, so I had no choice but to send them here."
"Mom!" Jiang Suisui came over with her short legs, "Did my brother hit you? He did it on purpose. Hurry up and scold him!"
"I didn't mean it!" Jiang Chengyou also came running over, "And my mother won't scold me!"
The two little ghosts chased her around, making Song Baoyuan laugh and cry.
The quarrel between the two became more and more fierce, and finally Jiang Keyu and Song Baoyuan had to take one away each to prevent them from really getting angry.
Accompanying the child to eat, taking the child to bathe, coaxing the child to sleep... After finishing these things, the hour of Xu has passed.
Under the eaves in front of her children's room, Jiang Keyu stood quietly with a lamp in her hand.
He looked at the moon in the sky and waited for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, a sound so faint that it was almost inaudible finally came from behind him, causing him to turn around.
Song Baoyuan tiptoed out of the room, closed the door, turned around, and immediately caught his eye.
"You, haven't left yet?"
Jiang Keyu's expression faltered slightly, and he slowly turned sideways and asked, "Where should I go?"
Song Baoyuan was stunned for a moment, and after hesitating, she asked, "Aren't you going home?"
"Isn't this my home?"
When he asked this, he and Song Baoyuan suddenly remembered the same thing.
That was when he was nine years old. His father brought him to this house, stood at the door of the room prepared for him, and told him: "From now on, this is your home."
When Daddy said this, Song Baoyuan stood there stupidly, nodding actively.
"That's not what I meant." Song Baoyuan said softly, "I meant that this place is quite far from the Dali Temple. Don't you have to be on duty tomorrow?"
"Just get up half an hour earlier." Jiang Keyu said casually.
Song Baoyuan's eyes moved away from him, looking aimlessly elsewhere, and whispered, "Why bother to go far away when you can't find something close."
Jiang Keyu was stunned for a moment, but suddenly smiled.
Song Baoyuan didn't understand.
"Is it not necessary?"
There was an emotion in his tone that was so unfamiliar to Song Baoyuan that it was difficult for her to distinguish.
"Ayuan, even though I'm not a child anymore, even though I'm a husband and a father, I'm still afraid of being alone."
"As long as I'm here, I'll never let you be alone!"
The words she had spoken when she was little suddenly rang in her ears.
Song Baoyuan's body stiffened slightly. She certainly couldn't say such words now, but what else could she say in response?
"Come walk with me." Jiang Keyu did not insist on her response, "I have something to tell you."
When Song Baoyuan hesitated, he said again: "This time, please listen to me patiently first."
*
Walking along the path beside the rockery, Song Baoyuan felt indescribable emotions in her heart.
Everything in the old house could easily bring back her memories, because there were traces of her life everywhere.
The stones hidden in the cracks of the rockery, the dead tree with an old kite hanging on it, the corner of the wall with her name carved on it... Next to her name, there was another name that she had secretly carved.
"Ayuan."
"Um?"
Jiang Keyu suddenly spoke, and Song Baoyuan seemed to be distracted.
Jiang Keyu looked at the road she was walking on and asked softly, "I disappointed you, didn't I?"
Song Baoyuan stopped in her tracks at this completely unexpected question, not knowing how to answer.
"Someone told me that if a woman initiates a divorce, it must be the man who is the ultimate jerk."
Jiang Keyu also stopped and said, "So, it's me who disappointed you, right?"
Song Baoyuan looked down at the lantern in his hand without saying a word.
"I have to admit, during your absence, whether at home or out, I've been much more hectic than before. So during these two days away from Beijing, I've been thinking a lot. In the years since we got married, I've indeed spent more of my time outside, leaving all the household affairs on your shoulders. I've neglected to discipline the children, and I haven't paid enough attention to you."
"Although I still don't know what I did wrong. But if you want to blame me, I can accept it."
"But Ayuan, do you really have to draw a line between you and me?"
Song Baoyuan put her hands behind her back and entwined them tightly, "I don't want this either."
But……
Hearing her words, Jiang Keyu felt like a huge stone had fallen from his heart.
"Actually, if you feel wronged, you can tell me directly." Jiang Keyu whispered, her tone gentle but serious. "Of course, I admit that I have done many things wrong. I can understand if you don't want to tell me."
He slowly raised his eyes. "I originally thought that you wanted to divorce me because you had grown up and had your own ideas. But that night, you told me that you liked..."
"That was before!" Song Baoyuan suddenly raised her voice.
She finally raised her head and met his eyes.
Jiang Keyu nodded, "Okay, I understand."
"Anyway, no matter what, I have to tell you first, I'm sorry."
Song Baoyuan couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat.
Jiang Keyu looked into her eyes and said, "Also, I want to ask you, just like you are returning to your old house, can our relationship also return to the way it was before?"
Once upon a time?
Song Baoyuan bit her lips lightly. Are they brother and sister again?
"Let me be your brother again, and give me a chance to make it up to you, okay?"
Jiang Keyu felt that his words were becoming somewhat illogical and confusing, but now that he had said this, he should naturally let it all out.
"From now on, I will still be your brother, your relative, and your support. No matter if you encounter any troubles or want anything, you can tell me. In fact, if you can meet another man you like, I will take on the responsibility of being your brother, marry you off in a grand ceremony, and be your eternal support."
"As for Chengcheng and Suisui, you will always be their mother, their only mother."
Jiang Keyu raised the lamp in her hand, allowing the warm yellow light to reflect on each other's faces.
"So, do you think it's okay?"
Song Baoyuan stubbornly let the tears remain in her eyes.
If only time could go back, she thought, then she would definitely let her brother be just a brother forever.
She said, "Okay."
After all, they have the same children to take care of and the same parents to worship, and it is impossible for them to really sever their ties in this lifetime.
Being brother and sister again might be the best ending.
So be it, if it is really possible, go back to the past.
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