Marriage Crisis: Lonely Apricot Blossom

Chapter 11 The Falling Sword of Damocus (2)
When the plane avoided one danger after another, what the passengers felt was not relief, but a heavier worry.Some people are secretly cursing the horrible weather, some people regret taking this plane, the timid girl even started to cry secretly, it turns out that life is so fragile.

Darkness enveloped the entire cabin.

Hua Mei quietly reached out and squeezed Fang Zhenqian's hand.

Fang Zhenqian turned his head and glanced at her, his hesitation evaporated completely under her warm gaze, and he squeezed her back tightly with his hands.

Danger may happen at any time. In the upper layer of the cloud, in the ethereal and ethereal space, people cannot establish a solid sense of security, without any support, and the only person they can hold on to is the person beside them.If what they are facing today is really the threat of death, then this little mutual comfort should not be too much.

Hua Mei happily rested her head on his solid shoulder, even if it was just for a moment, she would cherish it.

In just 15 minutes, it seemed as long as an hour to all the passengers. When the blue sky and white clouds were seen again, everyone let out a long breath and cheered. After all, they were lucky to be safe again.

Hua Mei didn't move her hands and head away, and Fang Zhenqian was embarrassed and resolutely pushed her away. They just returned to S City silently.

After getting off the plane, Fang Zhengan remembered to ask Hua Mei, "Did you come by car?"

Hua Mei shook her head.

At this moment in S City, it was raining heavily.

Fang Zhenqian said, "Then I'll go pick up the car and take you back first."

Watching Fang Zhen quickly put the luggage into the trunk, Hua Mei once again sighed in her heart, it feels so good to have someone waiting by her side to saddle her, not to mention that this person is her favorite.

Sitting in the car, Fang Zhenqian returned to his previous indifference, everything returned to its original appearance, nothing changed, and life still had to go on, so he could only follow its established track.

Hua Mei was still immersed in the regained warmth, actively looking for various topics, but soon discovered his deliberate alienation, so she also became embarrassing.

"Do you have a song tape?" Hua Mei felt suffocated in the low air, and she was already reaching out to look for it while asking.

There are not many music discs in the car, but they are all Wu Bai's works.She randomly picked out a plate, "Love Songs of Ronin."

Hua Mei asked: "Do you like Wu Bai's vicissitudes?"

Fang Zhenqian glanced at it, then concentrated on driving again, "Yan Jia bought it."

He has no special interest in songs, but Yan Jia, for some reason, only likes Wu Bai, and carefully selected a few songs to put in his car.Sometimes he was bored while driving, so he listened without picky food, wondering about Yan Jia's taste, maybe he really responded to the saying "Young people don't know how to feel sad, so they force their sorrows to write new words".

Hua Mei raised her hand to put the CD into the record player, and said, "I also like Wu Bai's songs. It's a bit desolate and empty, which fits my mood very well."

The singing sounded, hovering in the space inside the car.

don't think about you anymore don't love you anymore

let time fly by quietly

erase our memories

I will never mention your name again

Don't let sadness take over my heart
Let it go with the wind, let it leave no trace

All the joys and sorrows, all the past are thrown away
What I think about, what I hope, what I hope for is not you anymore

I don't want to bear to forget you anymore
……

Listening to the familiar melody, Fang Zhenqian looked at the mist outside the car, feeling a little sad for no reason.

When we got downstairs, Fang Zhenqian didn't want to go up, but Hua Mei was very reluctant, "I'm tired of carrying so much luggage by myself. My sister isn't here either." Her expression was almost coquettish.

Fang Zhenqian had no choice but to carry the box for her.

After opening the door and entering, Fang Zhenqian helped her put her luggage in the corner of the living room. He wanted to leave immediately, but Hua Mei turned around lightly, "I'll get you a cup of tea."

Fang Zhenqian hurriedly stopped, "No, I'll go back now."

Before he could reach the door, Hua Mei grabbed him, and there was a tremor in his voice, "Zhenqian!"

Fang Zhenqian's heart also trembled slightly, and he looked back, a little embarrassed, "Hua Mei, don't do this. You can find someone better than me."

Huamei fixed her stubborn eyes on him, with tears rolling in her eyes, "If I could find it, I would have let it go."

She couldn't bear his indifference.

Fang Zhenqian suddenly became angry, "Then what do you want from me? I'm already married."

Hua Mei stared at him and slowly approached him.

Fang Zhenqian seemed to be possessed, unable to move away, unable to avoid her.

Hua Mei easily put her head on his chest, and after a while, she raised her head to look at him again, her eyes sparkling, "Zhenqian, I was not good at what happened before, I shouldn't have left you like that and walked away, I regret it... so I came back to see if there is a chance to make it up. At that time, we loved so much, you won't forget everything, right?"

"..."

With tears in the corners of Hua Mei's eyes, she smiled softly, "You still love me, don't you? If you didn't love me, you wouldn't be in such a difficult situation."

As if she was talking about the central matter, Fang Zhenqian's body vibrated slightly, and Hua Mei caught it sensitively.

She stretched out her hand and gently drew circles with her fingertips on his chest, like ripples on the surface of calm water, one wave after another.

And her voice was so soft and deep, bewitching him like a snake, "What should you do? Don't ask me...Ask your own heart."

Fang Zhenqian stared at her in a daze, how much charm was hidden in the restless eyes under the long eyelashes, the small pointed chin was his favorite pinch before, and the two red lips that bloomed like flower buds. It has the taste of his love so much, and now all this is not in a dream, but is actually reappearing in front of his eyes.

He suddenly trembled, his reason tended to collapse, and the long-suppressed desire surged in like a tide. He suddenly lowered his head, and his fiery lips pressed down without hesitation.

Hua Mei closed her eyes contentedly, groaned, raised her arms, and went up to him, wrapping her arms around him tightly, never wanting to part again.

The reality is far away, and the memory is gradually clear. They seem to have returned to the university, embracing each other affectionately under the old tree behind the gymnasium, as if these eight years have never been spanned, and everything has just begun.

Fang Zhenqian sucked her lips eagerly, he sighed silently, let himself let it go, let this moment not stop...

However, there was a vague face rippling in his mind like water ripples, which gradually made him uneasy. He shook his head slightly, trying to shake it off, but it gathered more and more clearly, getting closer , forcing him to look directly, those cool eyes seemed to be questioning him, torturing him, making him miserable.

Fang Zhenqian pushed Huamei away violently, "We can't do this." He panted dejectedly.

The mist gathered in Huamei's eyes again, but before the tears fell, her aggrieved expression was replaced by surprise.

Yan Jia stood at the door of the room in a daze, watching this scene.

Fang Zhenqian followed Hua Mei's gaze and was stunned.

Yan Jia lived to be 27 years old, and finally realized what it means to be bitter, what it means to be disappointed, and what it means to lose all hope.

What she had worried about for a long time finally happened. It was as if there was always a sharp sword hanging over her head, which might be cut off at any time. She was worried all day long and restless all the time. Split in half, bloody, fragmented.

Then, all is quiet, the dust settles, that's all.

Yan Jia didn't cry, didn't go up to question, she even seemed to smile at the two people vaguely, she was surprised by her calmness, as if she had transformed into another person.

With a pale face, she turned back into the room and grabbed her bag. In a hurry, there should be things left unpacked, and she couldn't handle it anymore. She just wanted to get out of this damn place as soon as possible.

Before rushing to the door, Fang Zhengan hugged his body.

"Where are you going?" He asked in horror, his hoarse voice trembling uncontrollably.

Yan Jia didn't struggle, but frowned, and said softly, "Let me go."

Fang Zhenqian still hugged her tightly and refused to let go, "Can you listen to my explanation?"

Yan Jia gritted her teeth and said sharply, "Let go!"

The entwined hands relaxed, Fang Zhenqian was shocked by her, this kind of Yan Jia was unfamiliar to him.

Yan Jia opened the door forcefully, and disappeared like a gust of wind.

Fang Zhenqian was awakened by the sound of the door slamming shut, and he jumped up suddenly, trying to chase him out.

"Zhenqian!" Hua Mei held him back, begging in her voice.

Fang Zhenqian hesitated for two seconds, threw her away heavily, and rushed out without looking back.

Hua Mei frantically followed him outside, the elevator door was closed, she turned her head and rushed to the stairs, completely ignoring the tears on her face.

At this moment, she suddenly understood that her Fang Zhenqian had gone away from her at some point, maybe at the moment when she threw away her hand, everything was doomed not to turn back.It's just that she is still like a child, persistently and stubbornly grasping the things she likes and refusing to let go, thinking that she can win them back with such persistence.

When he got downstairs, Fang Zhengan watched helplessly as Yan Jia stopped a taxi, jumped in, and walked away.He rushed to his car anxiously, opened the door in a hurry, got in, and started the car to keep up.

Hua Mei suddenly rushed out from the door opening, just in front of her eyes, Fang Zhenqian hurriedly braked, the wheels made a harsh friction sound, but it was too late, it still bumped into it firmly...

It was just a few seconds of work, and everything happened like this.

Yan Jia huddled in the taxi, unaware of the accident behind her.

Gradually regaining consciousness, sadness hit her heart, and tears began to flow uncontrollably and frantically. She couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears.

My brother kept peeking at her from the rearview mirror, and asked several times anxiously, "Girl, are you alright?"

Yan Jia cried to herself and shook her head.

Xu Shi was infected by her sadness, and his brother was a little bit embarrassed.

Yan Jia had cried enough, wiped away her tears indiscriminately, stared out of the window in a daze, the rain had stopped, but the sky was still cloudy, and it might rain again at any time.

She suddenly misses her parents and her brother very much. At this moment, even just hearing their voices is very comforting.

Yan Jia took out her mobile phone and dialed her brother's number.

"Hello..." Yan Ming's lazy voice came to her ears through the microphone, which made her listen very kindly.

"Brother, it's me." Yan Jia stopped sobbing after only one sentence.

Yan Ming heard something was wrong, "Jiajia, what's wrong? Are you crying?"

Yan Jia quickly controlled her tone, "No, I didn't."

"What happened, did you quarrel with Fang Zhenqian?" Yan Ming knew his sister well, and she would not call him for no reason.

"No, I...I miss Mom and Dad." Yan Jia quietly wiped away the tears on her face, "It's nothing else, really, are you all okay?"

She still held back and didn't say anything, because she didn't want her family to worry about her from such a long distance.

"We are all fine, and our parents are in good health. Besides, your sister-in-law is going to give birth this month." Yan Ming heaved a sigh of relief, and spoke to Yan Jia in a relaxed tone.

Hearing this news, Yan Jia was suddenly stunned. The changes of the day were so great that she almost forgot that she also had a little life that was being conceived in her stomach.

Yan Ming nagged and urged her on the other end of the phone, but she was already absent-minded.

After hanging up the phone, Brother asked her, "Where are you going?"

They had already circled half a circle along the ring road that came out of the community, and then they drove back again.

Yan Jia didn't know where she was going, so she thought about it and named a place.

This is an old town, located in a prime location in S City, every lane is covered by lush trees, it is peaceful, this is the place where she was born and grew up, when her parents went to Beijing, they thought twice, Not willing to sell it, after all, it may come back in the future.They once told Yan Jia to come back often, but unfortunately, she didn't remember its existence until now.

After getting out of the car, Dei poked his head out of the car and yelled at her: "Little girl, if you want to drive, there is nothing you can't get past."

Yan Jia nodded vigorously gratefully. Sometimes, the unintentional care given by a passer-by can warm people's hearts more than that of relatives.

Brother waved and left.

Yan Jia took out the key from her carry-on bag, unlocked it and entered the door, a stuffy smell of dust hit her nose.

Open the windows, let the air flow, and the fresh air comes in. Gradually, the inside and outside have reached a balance.

Pulling off the cloth covering the sofa, Yan Jia didn't pay attention, and buried herself in it directly. She needs to be quiet and think about it, maybe, it's time to make a break.

She sat on the sofa with her knees hugged for a long time, and the sky gradually darkened.

(End of this chapter)