She stood on the balcony for a while, dried her hair a little, and then returned to her room to blow dry her hair before falling asleep on the bed in less than two minutes.
The weather was very hot in Beijing these days, so Father Fu deliberately put a brand new quilt in the sun yesterday. The quilt cover was also newly washed and dried. At this moment, Ye Jian was lying in bed with the air conditioner on. With the comfort and laziness, she fell asleep in no time.
Father Fu, who returned to the room, didn’t feel much sleepiness. He opened the drawer on the side of the desk and took out a yellowed photo from a diary. This was… the only photo of him and his wife. It was still not glued on their marriage certificate.
In the photo, his wife’s face remained the same, her bright eyes squinted as if she was drenched in autumn water, looking rather charming.
Father Fu looked at his wife in the photo, watching her deeply. He wouldn’t get tired of it even if he saw it thousands of times. He would only feel love deeper and deeper each time.
He stared at the photo for a long time before finally lightly closed his eyes, with a deep sadness on his face.
When he opened his eyes again, he put the photo back into the drawer together with the diary.
His daughter didn’t mention too much about herself, nor did she mention about his wife. He should ask her carefully later in the evening.
No matter what the result was, he had to ask.
Father said that it was not a good thing that he was too persistent.
He had waited for his wife for more than 20 years. His attachment to his wife had become a habit. He used to inquire about his wife’s whereabouts and even ran out to find his wife’s former comrades to ask about his wife.
It was a pity that the comrades in the army where his wife was at that time used fake names, meaning they called each other using their codenames. Later, he thought that “Hong Mei” might also be his wife’s codename, so he didn’t even know his wife’s real name until this day.
But even with her real name, it was hard to find her in the vast sea of people, let alone a fake name… Fortunately, everything had its fate and his nephew. Jinnian actually met Jian’er, and that was how it led to today’s reunion.
But his father’s reminder made him have to face a reality that was more cruel than he ever imagined…and that was the possibility that…Hong Mei had remarried, or the other was…Hong Mei had passed away.
The latter was crueler than the former, so much that he only dared to think of the former, but not the latter.
However, the more he thought about it, the more worried he became.
In particular, his daughter’s avoidance of his wife made him feel uneasy.
Some things were not that he didn’t think about it, but that he subconsciously refused to think about it.
“Hong Mei, you have to live well, you have to live well. I have treated you two badly for more than 20 years. You can also scold me and beat me, just like before, you can be annoyed at me and kick me… I’m waiting for you to beat me.”
Father Fu looked at the diary in the open drawer and then gently muttered before closing the drawer slowly.
Outside, Sir Fu was chatting with the two elders of the Qin Family, and the old couple Old Tang and Professor Su whom Ye Jian had seen in the car last time when she came to Dangui Garden.
Although the old man did not have children and grandchildren to accompany him, his life was still very fulfilling. He frequently had visitors from the Aerospace Academy, and sometimes researchers from the research center would also come to visit, and he occasionally needed to participate in several important conferences. At home, he would meet with friends to hang out and play chess. They were all veterans, so it wasn’t too lonely to meet up once in a while.
Although he was not alone, he did feel lonelier without children and grandchildren by his side.
