Chapter 372

"What's on your mind? Can you stop torturing yourself and someone? He already knows he's done wrong. I'm very sorry. If I hadn't said this, you and he couldn't have come to this stage. I regret telling Qin Yizhao about all the past of Yaomeng. He has been thinking about his actions and cares about it for the past few months Own past! "

"This is no wonder for anyone. It's a problem between us. Everything is about fate. If fate is over, then everything will not intersect. I don't want to be persistent. It will only make us regret tomorrow, so let these things take their course and don't force them!" Zhu Ruiyan is still very calm.

"But Zhu Ruiyan, I don't know if you have ever heard a saying that the person who creates opportunities is a brave person and the person who waits for opportunities is a fool."

"I only know that your happiness and the happiness you want are never permanent. When you are in pain, all your pain is not eternal. People are in pain because they are unhappy with themselves. Their heart is making trouble. Calm down and look at the problem again. There is no need to entangle in one thing. Just try your best. Many things are Fate is not enough, there is no need to force. People who fall in love too deeply only hurt themselves in the end. Why bother with themselves? Moreover, if people who love each other can be happy for a long time, why need to wait day and night? "

Tong Qing continued to sigh: "it seems that Zhu Ruiyan, you really figured it out. Your woman is really a ruthless animal. Your ruthlessness is thousands of times higher than that of men. I think Suiyuan is just evading all reality!"

"Following fate is not what you call going with the tide and floating at any time without death! Mr. Tong, I don't want to discuss the truth about life with you. If you really want to, you should comfort Lin Shixin, make her feel better, eat and leave quickly! I have to work!"

"What are you doing now?"

"Work!"

"What kind of work?" Tong Qing is very curious about Zhu Ruiyan's work. Tong Qing arranges Zhu Ruiyan's landlord Uncle Li and Aunt Li to pay attention to Zhu Ruiyan's every move at any time and be sure to help her. But Zhu Ruiyan doesn't go out much every day. Going out is also going out to buy necessities of life. She gets up and runs every morning, and her health is much better than before, But suddenly I can't afford to have a high fever. Looking at the dark circles around my eyes, I think it must be caused by staying up late!

"Mr. Tong, there's no need to tell you this!" Zhu Ruiyan is now a housegirl. She translates German books on the Internet and makes money by translation. The cost of translation is not lower than that of her own manuscripts, so she has always supported herself by translation.

When Tong Qing left, Zhu Ruiyan solemnly told Tong Qing: "Tong Qing, please don't appear again in the future. I hope you don't tell anyone about my affairs. I want to live a stable life now. I don't want to move again and again!"

"Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret for you! Thank you for your hospitality and take care of yourself, Zhu Ruiyan!" Tong Qing didn't say anything more, then turned and left.

After seeing Tong Qing off, Zhu Ruiyan sighed deeply, packed up the dishes and chopsticks, returned to the room and continued to work.

Time flies, and it will be new year's Eve in the twinkling of an eye.

Zhu Ruiyan bought some new year goods in advance. She won't treat herself badly or feel sorry for herself. It seems that everything hasn't happened. Her childhood is OK, and everything is still so quiet.

After making dumplings, she fried eight dishes and cooked a soup for herself.

Then he put two pairs of dishes and chopsticks, sat down and poured three cups of green tea. The tea was very bitter. Recently, she fell in love with the taste, which was meaningful. She picked up the tea cup and said: "Mom, Dad, it's new year's Eve today. My daughter doesn't know whether you're doing well below. My daughter is doing well. You don't have to worry about me. Xuanxuan is doing well under the care of her brother. This year is your first spring festival. I'm sorry I didn't spend New Year's Eve with my brother and sister, but I know I'll have that day!"

There was no one in the room. Zhu Ruiyan only thought of her mother and Zhu Jianjun at this time. The custom of her hometown was to put a pair of dishes and chopsticks for her dead relatives every new year's festival and let them go home for dinner.

When I was just about to dry this cup of tea, suddenly someone knocked at the door. There were lights and firecrackers. Who still appeared at this time?

At the moment of opening the door, Zhu Ruiyan was stunned. It was Lin Xi!

As soon as he opened the door, the cold wind swept through the door. With a cold chill, Lin Xi stood at the door and looked at Zhu Ruiyan kindly. His eyes were a little tired. It seemed that he had arrived here after a long journey.

The voice control light at the entrance of the stairs lit up. Zhu Ruiyan saw Lin Xi clearly. She saw his father with white hair on his temples. In only half a year, he was much older. Unexpectedly, he was so old, thin and haggard, but there was a great surprise. She froze there. Then a burst of sadness swept her appreciation and choked and said, "Dad!"

Lin Xi was also very excited. She stood at the door for a long time, endured her emotions, and stared at Zhu Ruiyan for a long time, with tears in her eyes.

Behind him was Secretary Li and two others. When they saw the door open, they went downstairs.

Lin Xi looked at Zhu Ruiyan and said calmly, but her voice was still very choked: "my daughter! Do you know how hard it is for Dad to find you? I finally found you today! It's hard for you, my child. How are you these months?"

Zhu Ruiyan regained her consciousness. Tears almost came out of her eyes. She quickly got out of the way and let Lin Xi enter the door: "Dad, come in quickly, let's come in and say!"

Dressed in a black coat, Lin Xi looked at the food on the table after entering the door. She had more comfort in her heart. Fortunately, she knew to take care of herself and eat well. He was really worried that she was not doing well. When he saw two bowls and chopsticks on the table, he looked frozen and covered with a layer of sadness. He knew who those two bowls and chopsticks were for!

His daughter is a kind-hearted child, flesh and blood, love and righteousness. At this moment, she still remembers her mother and stepfather. He is very grateful to Shujing for raising such a kind and good daughter for herself!

Zhu Ruiyan took the coat he took off and hung it on the hanger. Looking at him thoughtfully staring at the food on the table, Zhu Ruiyan choked and burst into tears.

"Dad, did you get here from the city?"

Lin Xi nodded and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Dad, I'm sorry. My daughter worried you. I'm doing well. You don't have to worry about me. Really, I'm fine!" Zhu Ruiyan whispered an apology.

Lin Xi sighed deeply and said, "son, go back with Dad!"

"Dad, I don't want to go back now. I haven't thought about it yet!" Zhu Ruiyan didn't plan to go to the city. To be exact, she hasn't thought about how to face everything in the city. Although her heart is very strong, it's not strong enough to completely heal. Some wounds and things don't think about or remember. It doesn't mean that she doesn't exist. The gap she can't cross in her heart is really too difficult to let go. As long as she thinks of it, her heart will ache faintly. "Dad, you haven't eaten yet! I'll cook some dumplings now. Shall we have new year's Eve dinner together? Dad!"

For a moment, Lin Xi had mixed feelings at the bottom of her heart. Her mood was particularly complex. She nodded and replied, "OK, you go!"

Lin Xi looked around and turned her back to Zhu Ruiyan. The pain at the bottom of her heart was unspeakable.

Zhu Ruiyan went to the kitchen, took a pair of dishes and chopsticks for Lin Xi, put them aside, and then went back to the kitchen to cook dumplings.

There is a news broadcast on TV. Eight o'clock is the Spring Festival Gala! Zhu Ruiyan was cooking dumplings. Lin Xi looked at Zhu Ruiyan's figure, remained silent for a long time, and turned her back.

Zhu Ruiyan saw that Lin Xi's back was stiff at this time. It seemed that her shoulders were shaking. She wanted to come forward, but she didn't come forward. He knew that her father was crying. She didn't want to see her father's tears, so she restrained her behavior.

After a long time, Lin Xi wiped the tears on her face and adjusted her mood. Turned to the bathroom, washed her hands, and then came to the kitchen door. Zhu Ruiyan was dividing dumplings. Round dumplings were placed on the stove.

Lin Xi saw Zhu Ruiyan making dumplings by herself. The food was delicious. He was very sad. At the same time, he felt relieved and sad. His other two daughters were raised by him every day, but they couldn't do anything. But Zhu Ruiyan was very capable, clever and everything. He looked at Zhu Ruiyan with heartache.

"Child, did your mother teach you all this?"

"Yes! Dad!" Zhu Ruiyan nodded.

"Do you want to tell you that you should have plenty of food and clothing by yourself?" Lin Xi asked gently, but her eyes recalled those years, sweet but also very sad. Unspeakable sadness poured into her heart.

"Dad, you know this? Mom really taught me this!" she didn't want to be so sad on New Year's Eve, so she cooked a lot of meals for herself. She didn't want to see Lin Xi feel guilty about herself. Then she turned off Lin Xi's topic and said, "Dad, I made dumplings with two flavors. Which one do you like? This is beef, this is cabbage and pork! "

"Your mother likes beef!" Lin Xi said, "what a pity! At that time, we were too poor to eat beef dumplings once a year!"

Zhu Ruiyan didn't speak, turned off the fire and brought the second plate of dumplings to the table.

The two fathers and daughters sat at the table. Lin Xi looked at the hot food in front of his table, which reminded Lin Xi of the days before and Shujing. Although the days were very simple and ordinary dishes, he recalled that his tears had dropped in the past. For more than half a year, he could not help crying.