First love after marriage

After the idea of seeing my parents suddenly came out, I couldn't sit still at all. I couldn't wait to see my parents. I really miss them now.

I want to know what my parents are like now. The more I think about it, the more excited I am. I imagine what they will do when my parents see me again. My daughter, who should have died, is now resurrected and appears in front of them. Imagination is exciting.

After work in the evening, Zhou Han specially came to see me from the company. As soon as I saw him, I couldn't wait to tell Zhou Han what I thought.

I thought Zhou Han would be as excited as me, but I didn't expect that he didn't have the happy expression on my face, but he looked a little heavy.

Seeing Zhou Han's performance, I felt a little strange, so I asked curiously, "what's the matter with you? Don't you want me to see my parents? "

I'm worried that Zhou Han helped me hide the fact that I'm still alive from my parents, so I feel a little guilty about my parents. After all, it has made them sad for so long, especially Zhou Han respects my parents.

If I go home to see my parents now, he has been helping me hide the lie that I am still alive and will be exposed. I am worried that Zhou Han is unhappy because he is guilty of cheating my parents.

"Jiang Li, if you really decide, I won't force you, but..." Zhou Han suddenly paused here. I felt that he had something to say, but he wanted to talk and stop.

Seeing him like this, I suddenly felt a very bad feeling. Why didn't Zhou Han say anything behind him? Is there something wrong with my parents?

I felt nervous and looked at Zhou Han in a panic. I urgently learned about my parents' recent situation from his mouth.

"Zhou Han, why don't you go on? But what? " I asked Zhou Han very nervously.

Seeing that I was so nervous, Zhou Han seemed to have guessed what I was thinking, so he quickly said, "Oh, I mean, your current physical condition doesn't allow you to run around. If you want to see your parents, you have to wait until your body recovers. You can't invite your parents to the hospital. Isn't it for them to worry about you?"

After listening to Zhou Han's words, I suddenly relaxed, nodded hard and said, "yes, you're right. I have to wait until my illness is well before I go to see my parents. They can't see me in a mess."

Since I decided to see my parents, I have been tired of this hospital. I stare at my health almost all the time. As long as there is a little sign of improvement, I can be full of excitement.

I stayed in the hospital for three days. After three days, I was discharged from the hospital. First, I patiently returned to the company and worked in the law firm for several days. During this period, my condition gradually recovered and was full of vitality as before I was ill.

During this period, I also prepared a lot of maintenance products and bought many things my parents liked. Without notifying Zhou Han, I directly set foot on the road home.

Taking advantage of a rest day, after about a day's journey, I finally returned to my hometown. After returning, the familiar feeling once again impacted my senses and made my whole person very excited.

When I got home, I rang the doorbell and no one opened the door. I was a little strange. It is reasonable to say that in the past two years, my mother has reached her age and the age of retirement.

I always thought my mother was going to retire now. She wasn't as busy as she used to be at school. She should have more time at home, so my mother should also have time to take care of her family and my father.

But I repeatedly pressed the doorbell and no one opened the door. I suddenly had a lot of doubts. My father's company was busy. I can understand why my mother went.

Maybe my mother had her own things to do, so I didn't think much. The door lock at home was fingerprint. I tested my fingerprint and only heard the door click open.

And my heart also opened with the door lock and thumped fiercely, but then my heart was full of moving feelings.

I've been away for two years, but my parents haven't changed my fingerprints. Do they expect their daughter to come back one day?

I couldn't help crying. My heart said, mom and Dad, I really came back this time. Your efforts were not in vain.

I trembled, stretched out my hand, held it on the door handle, and gently and slowly pushed open the door.

Until I saw the environment at home, I was surprised.

I had thought that if my mother retired, she must have a lot of time to take care of and clean up the house. What I came back to see should be a clean and tidy house, but I didn't expect that when I opened the door, what came into my eyes for the first time was the mess in the room, as if no one had cleaned up for a long time.

I walked into the house carefully, closed the door and looked at it for a long time. Is this really my home? I even wonder if my parents don't live here anymore.

But after looking at the furnishings in the house, the ashtray on the tea table is also full of ash and cigarette butts. Looking at the brand, it's the cigarette my father usually likes to smoke.

So I'm sure this is my home. The last time I saw this situation at home, or when I came back and found my parents quarreling, my mother was frustrated and didn't clean the house for a long time, while my father moved to the company.

Almost for the first time, when I think of the past, compared with what I see now, my first consciousness is that my parents should not quarrel again? So my mother didn't clean up because she was angry for a long time.

After thinking of this, I thought of the desperate mother before. She lay powerless in bed and wept silently alone.

Will my mother be lying in the bedroom like last time?

I quickly put down my belongings and rushed into the bedroom at the first time.

But as soon as I entered the bedroom, I saw that the curtains of the room were still pulled. The room was gray. I glanced at it casually. The situation in the bedroom was not much better than that in the living room.

I hurried over and opened the curtains to let the sun shine into the house. Then I saw the quilt cluttered on the bed. I can't imagine that this is the house where my parents are living.

On such a preliminary look, I felt that no one had lived in the bedroom for a long time, and there was a feeling of dust at the moment of opening the curtains. I was choked and coughed.

I really can't imagine that my parents would make a good home like this. I just don't experience the action. I went to the wardrobe and opened it. I found that all the clothes inside were my father's, and there was no one my mother's clothes in the wardrobe.

When I was still at home, this wardrobe was always for my mother's clothes, and the next wardrobe was for my father.

I thought, did they change their wardrobe?

I quickly opened the door of another wardrobe and found that the wardrobe was full of my father's clothes. At that time, I was stunned. What happened? Why didn't I have a piece of my mother's clothes in it? It was all my father's clothes?

Does my mother really no longer live in this house?