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Murder in the Mist Chapter 47 Unpredictable Emotions

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    It was the next day that I set out from home to find Xin Yi. My originally impatient mood became soft and quiet because my parents were willing to stay.  I felt that my parents were hesitant to talk about what I was doing. I don¡¯t know when my son had become mysterious in their eyes. They no longer knew my whereabouts, and even started to  Don't understand me.  I read that there was no anger in their eyes, only deep concern.  At home, I was half drunk, held their hands, and told them in the gentlest yet firmest tone that because of my childhood experiences, I had learned some things that ordinary people would never be able to access, so I had to take on some responsibilities and do some things.  Things that ordinary people cannot do.  "But, don't worry, I'm safe. I'm definitely not in danger. It's just that some things need to be kept secret." I smiled peacefully, and when I finished saying this, I shook my parents' hands vigorously.  This is all I can do, and I realize that sometimes cheating is a helpless thing.  When you love someone, you don't want to deceive him (her), but sometimes when you love someone, you have to deceive him (her). I suddenly understood Uncle Xin's mood.  "Can't you even tell your parents?" At this time, my mother asked. Although she felt relieved, the worry in her eyes had not dissipated.  I looked at her face. After so many years, she was no longer young. The fine lines at the corners of her eyes and the loose skin made me feel distressed.  I couldn't help but let go, gently tidying up my mother's slightly messy forehead, and then pretending to be nonchalant, I hugged her and said, "If you can tell me, what am I hiding from you and my dad?"  "Then" My mother wanted to ask a few more questions, but was interrupted by my father: "Since my son's affairs have to be kept secret, why do you keep asking?" I looked at him gratefully.  My dad, if he hadn't come to my rescue in time, I really don't know how I would have continued talking?  Who says lying to the people closest to you isn't painful?  However, after my dad said this, he hesitated. I looked at him questioningly, then picked up the cigarette on the table, lit it for him and handed it to him, and then naturally handed the tea to his hand.  Dad¡¯s eyes are full of joy, but my sadness is hidden here. Aren¡¯t these the natural things a son should do?  But I did too little for them.  After taking a puff of cigarette, Dad became more relaxed, and then said to me: "I know you work hard, but you still keep it a secret. Dad has no problem. The main thing is your mother. You know, women like to talk about it. We don't have any problem either."  More, you are the only son. So, can you, can you" "Old man, why are you pushing me? You don't talk about it much?" Dad felt a little embarrassed when he said this.  , Mom took advantage of every opportunity at this time and started to complain about him.  It was a very common quarrel and a very strong love. Only then did I realize how disgusting it was for me to avoid it because of my heart knot. The guilt spread in every cell of my body and made me feel pain even in my body.  However, I could only hold back this emotion, and I didn't even dare to change my expression. I hugged both my parents and said quickly: "I was too busy before. Now I only go home when I have free time."  Stay with you. When I finish these things, I will stay by your side." It was night, I was crying quietly in bed, how many times had I come back to this tidy room?  But they were still preparing for me, cleaning everything without stains. All kinds of sadness in my heart could only be released quietly at this time, but they didn't dare to make a sound.  But I didn't expect my mother to come into the room at this time. I quickly wiped away my tears and pretended to turn over. I felt her straightening the quilt for me, and said with annoyance and doting: "This child is so old, and he still tosses like this when sleeping.  ." He touched my head again and left with satisfaction.  ¡°My mother always came to see how I was sleeping in the middle of the night. After so many years away, my mother¡¯s habit has not changed, and I was already biting my own hand and crying uncomfortably.  In this life, if I owe anything, it must be to my parents.  I never thought that one day I would cry so hard.  Although I wanted to spend time with them, I still left in the morning.  My mother was very happy that I could stay for breakfast. She made it specially for me. She thought I didn't have time to have breakfast, but my father kept saying, don't hold me back.  Walking in the morning breeze, my eyes were still sore, but I didn't dare to look back. I was afraid that when I looked back, I would see them standing on the balcony watching my leaving figure.  After sorting out my mood, I went to the familiar factory and mining area, and went straight to the unit building where Aunt Xin lived.  Once upon a time, the yard of the bungalow we lived in has been demolished long ago. The things you thought would never change will always exist. In fact, the place where you live is better than you.The phenomenon disappears so quickly that there may not even be time for you to take another look.  When passing by the place where I used to live, I stopped for a moment. There were too many memories, but I could no longer find any familiarity.  I was a little dazed, so I came back to my senses and lit a cigarette. I looked at the unit building built at the original address, pretended to be nonchalant, took a puff of smoke, and left in a hurry.  When I knocked on the door of Aunt Xin's house, I waited for a long time for Aunt Xin to open the door, and what I saw was Aunt Xin, wearing a casual and old clothes, with her hair somewhat messy, looking up at me  His face is much older than my mother's.  My throat rolled, and I felt sad again.  Aunt Xin used to be so beautiful. Even though her life was very stressful and she didn't have the time to dress up, she would still tidy herself up. Whenever I went to her house when I was a child, she always looked beautiful, clean and tidy.  .  Unlike now, it seems that I have no intention of taking care of myself anymore.  Is it because Xin Yi hasn't come back for so long?  Is it because she already feels something?  I didn't dare to think about it, I felt a little guilty for no reason.  Over the years, Xin Yi has been almost all her heart's support, but with Xin Yi's current situation, I can only hide it from her. Even if the truth is to be revealed, I can't face Aunt Xin confidently, let alone her like this.  ?  I could only look at Aunt Xin, smile reluctantly, and call her.  Aunt Xin seemed to be in a trance. It wasn't until I called her that she suddenly came back to her senses. Her first action was to hold my hand and screamed in excitement and disbelief.  He called me: "It's Zheng Ling, Zheng Ling, are you here to see me?" I held Aunt Xin's hand and didn't know what to say except for nodding.  Xin Yi and I grew up together. The two families lived close to each other and had a close relationship. We often moved around.  Coupled with my closeness to Xin Yi, Aunt Xin in front of me almost regarded me as her son.  Over the years, although I have been making up news about Xin Yi for her, she has never been able to take a look at Xin Yi. Even I haven't been able to see her often because of many things. How could she not be excited when she saw me?  "Come in, come in." After a simple conversation, Aunt Xin noticed that I was standing outside the door and quickly pulled me in.  While she pulled me to sit down, she was busy trying to find something to eat and drink for me, and at the same time she wanted to tidy up. She seemed a little at a loss for a while.  I simply pulled her over and sat down. Just when I was about to say something, she stood up again and said with some embarrassment: "Look at me like this. I thought about cleaning the house and didn't even clean it up. This  It's so rude to look sloppy. " I took a casual look at the house. It couldn't be more tidy, but the mop placed in the corner proved that Aunt Xin was really cleaning, so I said: "  Auntie, this house is pretty clean, what else are you cleaning? Come and sit, you don¡¯t have to be so particular in front of me.¡± At this time, Aunt Xin had already combed her hair and looked at me and said with a smile.  "Don't I have nothing to do? On weekends, if you don't go to work, just clean." I was silent, with a forced smile on my lips, but I seemed to be able to see Aunt Xin, who had been caring and lonely, cleaning over and over again to keep myself busy.  But when I didn't know what to say, she asked me a little cautiously: "Zheng Ling, you came to see me this time. Do you have any news about Xin Yi? When can she come back to see me?"  Me? It¡¯s nothing. Don¡¯t talk too much to her. I¡¯m fine too. The important thing is that she can¡¯t be burdened.¡±  , I hope I can tell her more about Xin Yi next moment.  She has never told me that she wants Xin Yi to go back to see her. She must miss her very much this time, right?  Why do parents always say the same things?  And what is it that we often ignore in the past?  I did too little. In fact, I should have done more to fulfill my filial piety instead of Xin Yi, but I also have things that I must bear.  If I sacrifice these things and want to complete my protection, can God give me a not-so-tragic result?  I was a little dazed, and Aunt Xin called me carefully and worriedly, but couldn't help but ask: "Zheng Ling, Xin Yi, is there something wrong with Xin Yi?" I came to my senses, smiled quickly, and said:  "It's okay." But what should I say next?  I couldn't say that Uncle Xin wanted to see her, and I didn't dare to say anything about Xin Yi's situation. I thought about what to say all the way. At this time, I really faced her, but I didn't know how to speak.  However, I still have to say what needs to be said. I can only say it as easily as possible: "Xin Yi is really fine, and this time I am here to pick you up and take you to see Xin Yi." This is the best thing I can think of.  The statement still contained concealment, but there was nothing I could do about it.  I thought Aunt Xin would be very happy??, and then asked questions. I was already prepared to respond, but I didn't expect that after hearing this, she froze in the room with a trace of sadness.  This is, what happened?
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