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I returned home exhausted, and the moment my mom saw me, she immediately froze and asked, "Are you moving?" Because I was carrying a large suitcase and several big bags in the trunk. "Help me carry them, Mom, I can't lift them anymore."
My mom shouted again in the living room, "Lao Ling, your daughter is back, why don't you come and help?" My dad also looked surprised when he saw my expression. He took my suitcase and muttered to himself, "So many things?" I shrugged, "There's more in the trunk."
My mom gave me a strange look, so I went straight to my room and pretended to be busy, tidying up the things in my box. She just stood next to me, watching me. I pretended as if nothing had happened. "Mom, what are we having for lunch? I'm starving."
"What's wrong with you? Not going to work?"
I smiled and said, "Taking annual leave."
"You? No way, it's still half a month until the Spring Festival, and you're taking leave so early?"
"The boss suddenly had a change of heart."
My mom grabbed my hand and pulled me aside, asking in a low voice, "Are you lying? Ling Xiaomeng, don't you know that you blush when you lie?"
I couldn't help but laugh and cry, "Mom, I'm tired. Can I have some water?"
"Did something happen to you?"
I shook my head, pretending everything was fine was too painful.
"Is it because you had a falling out with Zhou Heng?"
Bringing up Zhou Heng is like touching a sore spot, making me feel uncomfortable all over. I quickly turn my face away, feeling tears welling up in my eyes.
My mom gets worried and asks, "What's going on?"
I lift my head, push back the tears, and force out a smile that looks even sadder than crying.
"We broke up."
"What? Broke up? Ling Xiaomeng, you were the one who insisted on being with him in the first place, and we agreed. Now you want to break up?"
My mom was furious, her face turned pale with anger. She poked my head and said, "Zhou Heng, what kind of temper do you have? It must be you. What did you do to upset him?"
Yes, Zhou Heng is known for his good temper and manners in the eyes of everyone. It's only natural for my mom to think that way.
I pretended to speak softly, turned around and lay down on the bed, hugging the pillow, not wanting to continue this topic.
"I had concerns before, so I didn't approve of you and Zhou Heng. But when I saw Zhang Qiguang cheating on your cousin, holding hands with other women in the mall, I changed my mind. At least, Zhou Heng won't do that to you, so your dad and I decided not to stop you two."
My mom came over and said earnestly, "People who put on a false front and deceive others are truly frightening. Xiao Meng, Zhou Heng may not be wealthy and can't provide you with a lot of material things, but at least he won't deceive you. He is an honest person. Your dad and I have thought about it. If you two get married, we are willing to help with the down payment. His family can take care of the renovation costs. We don't care how much it is, we just hope that you won't be blinded like your cousin."
My nose tingled with sourness. I was surprised at how considerate my parents were. Even though I hadn't told them, Zhou Heng's family situation was nothing to worry about. Their financial situation was completely different from ours. But instead of being judgmental, my parents were thinking about our future.
"Mom."
I leaned gently on her shoulder, tears streaming down uncontrollably. I heard my mother's heavy sigh and my father's low, sorrowful breath outside the living room. I felt guilty; I had thought I wouldn't make my parents worry, but I ended up breaking their hearts. Now that I have separated from Zhou Heng, they naturally can't help but worry about my marriage.
"I won't force you to explain why, but I know you never make decisions lightly. Zhou Heng is not impulsive either. At this point, I know that nothing we say will make a difference."
My mom gently pats my back, comforting me. This is my biological mother, always nagging at me, but genuinely caring for me.
"You rest at home, I'll cook for you. What do you feel like eating? Braised fish chunks?"
I just nodded, without a word, but tears silently fell.
I really ended things with Zhou Heng like this, as if in a dream. After waking up from the dream, I don't know where to go or where to start.
They say time can heal all wounds, but why does every thought of him make it hard to breathe?
His phone and WeChat are still there, but I don't have the courage to dial that number, even though it lies quietly in my phone. I've opened and closed it countless times, until I've tormented myself to the point of irritation, and then I threw the phone aside. I used to lament how quickly time passes, but now I'm distressed by why every 24 hours are so torturous. In the midnight reverie, I gaze at the hazy moonlight outside the window, as if that day, in the misty scent of candles, I saw the scene of Zhou Heng for the second time. However, there is no Zhou Heng here, only endless pain.
I often think, if I had never been to Qingyun Temple, would we never have met in this lifetime? It's really a mystery.
Do I regret it? Actually, no.
At least, the days we spent together were beautiful.
Unfortunately, now all that's left is endless sorrow and regret.
He should go his way, and I should go mine.
In the mortal world, I struggle bitterly, while outside the mortal world, he remains calm and composed.
At this moment, he should be in Beijing, right? I can't help but wonder, has he ever thought of me for a moment?
I bitterly smile, my eyes turning red, and tears always come involuntarily.
He said he wouldn't let me suffer, so why am I in so much pain now?
The gods are compassionate to all beings, am I not one of the myriad beings?
I got up and leaned against the window, looking at the dark night outside, just emptying my mind, emptying...
His WeChat stayed on the last scenic picture he sent me when we went home together, and since then, there have been no updates. It's as if everything has come to a standstill.
From now on, we will no longer have any intersection in our lives. Take care.
I was lost in thought when my phone suddenly vibrated, displaying an unfamiliar number from Rongcheng.
I hesitated for a few seconds. A call late at night was either not urgent or a nuisance call.
In the end, I finally connected the call: "Hello."
" Daoist Ling, it's me."
"Master Xiao Chen."
I'm very surprised that Master Xiao Chen called me.
"Where are you now?" His tone was somewhat serious, and I could feel his tension even over the phone.
My heart suddenly trembled, and I gripped my phone tightly. "I'm in my hometown."
"Can you make a trip to Rongcheng?"
I fell silent. I didn't want to go back to Rongcheng. I came back to my hometown to avoid heartache. After a while, I calmly told Master Xiao Chen, "I want to rest for a few days. You know the reason. why should is causing me trouble."
Master Xiao Chen seemed hesitant, he sighed and asked me, " Daoist Ling, then, rest well."
After hanging up the phone, I felt a cold sweat in the palms of my hands. I huddled under the covers, not knowing if my whole body was shivering from the cold outside. Where did Master Xiao Chen get my phone number? His incomplete words made me even more uneasy. I spent the whole night in a half-awake, half-asleep state, with a heavy head, until dawn.
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