First love after marriage

At the thought of this, I was all flustered. If my mother didn't live in this family, there was only one result I could think of, that is, they divorced.

When my parents divorced, my mother naturally didn't live here, and my father was naturally lonely because he didn't want to go back to the house.

Although I have thought of this result, I dare not enter. I don't think it should be so.

In the eyes of my parents, my only daughter is dead, and my parents, they should be dependent on each other. They support each other and live a good life. After all, it is unrealistic to have another child at their age.

But in reality, it hit me in the face. I didn't find a thing related to my mother in this room. It was all my father's.

I'm very upset, but I'm not reconciled.

I quickly got up and ran to my bedroom. I thought, maybe my parents know that I miss me after I die, and my mother moved directly to my room.

But the moment I opened my bedroom door, I saw a neat room. The room was particularly clean and tidy, but there was also a layer of ash on the ground. Obviously, this room should have been uninhabited for a long time.

The furnishings in the house are exactly the same as those I left home before. The only more furnishings are a black-and-white portrait of me on the desk.

At this time, my heart began to tremble. My mother really didn't live in this family. There was nothing in this family that belonged to my mother.

I was flustered and worried, so I quickly took out my mobile phone and called Zhou Han to inquire about the situation.

I've been away for two years. I don't know what happened at home in the last two years, but Zhou Han has been helping me look after my parents. I think it's like this at home. Zhou Han should know what's going on.

And I think again that yesterday I told Zhou Han that I wanted to go home and ask him for advice, but he was in a state of hesitation. I think his attitude at that time may be related to the current situation of my family.

Zhou Han answered my phone. I quickly asked, "Zhou Han, do you know what my parents are doing now? I'm back, but my house is in a mess as if no one lives, and I can't find one of my mother's things in this house. "

I helplessly held the phone in my hand, like a life-saving straw in my hand, and urgently got some information from Zhou Han.

Zhou Han was also a little flustered when he learned that I had returned home early.

"You went back? Why didn't you go back without telling me? " Zhou Han even questioned me.

I think it's ridiculous. I go back to my own home and go back whenever I want. What's to complain about?

"I wanted to surprise my parents, so I came back first, but I don't understand how this happened at home. Do you know what happened?"

When I was questioning Zhou Han on the phone, suddenly the lock of my house door made a click, which was obviously the sound of opening the door.

I hurriedly looked at the direction of the door opening. I saw a man in a black suit come in. This man is not my father, but looking at his posture, he looks very lonely.

My father was probably used to being alone. He didn't expect anyone at home. He didn't find anyone standing at the door of the bedroom.

"Dad!"

Until I called out to my father, he looked up fiercely and looked at me along the voice.

After seeing another person at home, he was shocked by me. My father jumped out of the sofa in horror.

He may not have recognized me yet. His face was full of tension and his eyes widened. He looked at me like a thief.

"Dad, it's me. I'm Jiang Li!" At this time, I was not in the mood to call Zhou Han. I hung up directly, threw it into my pocket, and then walked to my father.

In my father's eyes, I was already dead, but now I appear at home and call his name. My father's expression shows his mood at the moment, that is, he is wondering if he is going to hell.

My father stared at me in horror. When he saw me moving forward, he quickly hid back in fear.

I was afraid of scaring my father. I quickly stood in place and explained again: "Dad, I'm Jiang Li. I'm not dead. I'm not a ghost. Don't be afraid!"

I was anxious to explain to my father, and my father was still frightened at first. After hearing my words, he may also slow down.

He stood there and looked at me carefully for a while. Then he was shocked and asked me, "you, are you really a ginger pear?"

I nodded hard, slowly approached my father and said, "Dad, I'm really ginger pear. I'm sorry I came back so late!"

Seeing my father, I was so excited that I couldn't help crying. Finally, I saw the family I thought about day and night.

"Jiang Li, my daughter, you're not dead. Dad thinks you're dead!" My father finally confirmed my identity. He came over and grabbed my arm, as if he were feeling whether my existence was real or not.

"Dad, I'm not dead. I was saved. Later, I was hospitalized in the hospital. After I was discharged, I stayed abroad. I'm sorry I came back so late!"

I apologized to my father and felt guilty for him. I even thought it was because of me.

I originally wanted to ask my father about my mother, but after confirming my identity, my father has been crying with me. Looking at such an old man crying like a child, my heart is also particularly distressed.

I didn't have the heart to ask any more. I just wanted my father to vent his emotions first.

"My daughter didn't die, my daughter didn't die, God opened his eyes, my daughter is lucky, she didn't die!" My father stroked my face with tears.

After a while, my father slowed down, but he still couldn't adapt to my sudden arrival at home.

He always talks to me that this is not a dream. He will come to confirm with me every other minute. In the end, I can't stand it. But when I think that my father did this because he loved me, I can understand him.

Instead of asking him about my mother, I cleaned the whole house with my father.

Then I followed my father to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and planned to cook a reunion dinner for my father in the evening.

On the way, my father is also very happy. There are basically old residents in this community, and many neighbors are familiar with each other.

My father introduced me to a familiar person every time he met them: "my daughter is not dead. Look, she's back!"

When my father gave me a funeral, many neighbors knew that an only daughter had died in our family, and now the dead daughter came back to life. Everyone showed fear and shock.

In the evening, I cooked several favorite meals for my father. After eating the meals, my curiosity about my mother's existence or disappearance became more and more difficult to suppress.