My Life As Daughter-in-law

Tom is leaving the hospital today. His physical fitness is already very good and he recovers quickly. I am surprised and grateful for his letting go.

I came to the hospital to see him off. The inpatient area was always very quiet. I walked through the long white corridor to the door of his ward.

Standing at the door, across a door, Tom was packing his clothes, watching his back quietly, and remembering his gentle words to me. In fact, at the moment he said to let go, although he felt guilty, I had to admit that my heart was happy.

I treat Tom as a relative. I didn't want to be with him, and I didn't want to marry him for the rest of my life, but I planned to accept my life for Xiaoyue.

His letting go undoubtedly gave me hope and freedom. If I didn't understand how much he loved me before, now I fully understand his mind. How can I let him have such a heavy love for me and have such a person around me

It's just a pity that I can't accept and respond to his intention.

Until the figure in front of me became blurred, I found that my eyes were full of tears. Maybe Tom noticed that there was a line of sight looking at him behind him. He moved and looked up at me.

I hurriedly stopped my head, raised my hand to dry my tears, pushed the door in, and raised a big smile at him: "Tom."

Tom smiled happily when he saw me coming: "you're here."

I nodded and looked at his bag: "are you all packed up? Do you need my help?"

"Almost, not much." Tom said as he put his last coat in his luggage.

I didn't make a sound. I pulled my bag to check if there was anything left. Tom didn't stop it and let me move.

I took his medicine while checking and told him: "although they have recovered almost, we still have to pay attention to the later conditioning. We must not be hasty. After all, it's our own body..."

Then I heard a smile from the people around me. It sounded like I couldn't hold it for a long time. I looked at him suspiciously.

Tom touched his head, sat aside, looked at me and joked, "I didn't find you nagging so much before."

I was ridiculed by him with a red face: "I don't have it. I'm just worried about your body."

Tom listened to me and said, "you can still worry about me. It's a happy feeling."

His eyes were very gentle. Looking at Tom like this, I suddenly felt guilty. After thinking for a long time, I still opened my mouth: "Tom, you are a good man. You deserve better."

Tom bent his lips and smiled: "whether I will find a better one or not, you are you, unique, and I will never meet again."

His gentle voice came into my ears. I quietly lowered my head, afraid to see his eyes, or to see the deep feeling in his eyes. Tom, you will meet a better person who loves you. I will wish you happiness.

Tom looked at me quietly. I hung my head quietly. The atmosphere in the ward suddenly became quiet. When I twisted my fingers and was about to say something, a bell rang and Tom's cell phone rang.

I swallowed the words coming to my mouth and looked at him. Tom took out his cell phone and only looked at the screen. He frowned slightly. He looked at me. Finally, he didn't avoid me and answered the phone.

I sat quietly waiting for him. I couldn't hear what was said on the other end of the phone. I only saw Tom frowning impatiently and saying yes.

When he hung up and saw me looking at him all the time, he paused and said, "I'll go home."

I was stunned and looked at him in surprise: "Why have you never heard of you when you want to return home?"

I know how much he didn't want to return home when he came here. How could it be so sudden? Is it because of me? Such an idea flashed in my mind. I stared at him and waited for him to give me an answer.

Tom quickly shook his head. Obviously he was afraid that I might misunderstand something. He looked at me and said seriously, "no, if you don't misunderstand me, my return home is arranged by my family, and I must return home."

"But you..." I wanted to say something, but I didn't say it.

Tom knew that I wanted to stop talking and waved to me: "my parents are old. They need me now. There is something wrong with the company at home. Now I need to go home to deal with it."

I paused: "in my impression, his mother is very strong and looks like a person who can't bow his head. But now what's the reason for Tom to return home? Is something really wrong with his family?"

I asked anxiously, "is there really something serious in your family?"

He replied, "don't worry! It's just that there's something wrong with our company. Now they need my help back home. After going around for so long, my family can't put it down! "

Then he turned his eyes to me: "if I want to go, it has nothing to do with you. I must go back."

Since he said so, I can't say anything more, but I suddenly feel a little stuffy in my heart. Maybe he has been with me for too long, so long that I've been used to his existence, so long that I've regarded him as a relative. Now he's leaving. I don't know when to see you next time.

All the banquets in the world end. I think we should also end.

I gathered my emotions, looked at him and smiled at him: "I understand that it's OK to go back. Anyway, it's your responsibility."

He also looked at me: "yes, that's my responsibility. I can't escape anyway. I didn't expect to leave home in a foreign land, go around for so many years, rebel for so long, and finally go back. Maybe this is life."

When he finished, he smiled at me and looked at him. Somehow, the smile always made me feel mixed with a bitter taste. Tom told me that he accepted his fate. I remembered when I first met Tom, he was still in high spirits. He was full of passion and vitality for everything. His uninhibited appearance still impressed me today.

Tom looked at me, suddenly stood up and said to me, "go out for a walk. Maybe there's no chance in the future."

Whether I agree or not, he turned and walked out of the ward. I was bored by his words. Looking at the figure of him moving forward, I quickly got up and followed him.

On the lawn downstairs of the hospital, several children in hospital clothes were chasing and playing. Tom walked in front and I followed him. He looked back at me and stopped slowly to wait for me.

I walked up quickly and stopped in front of him. At this time, a breeze came and blew a wisp of my long hair to the front. He looked at me and raised his hand to lift my hair behind his ears.

I smiled gently at him, "it's a nice day today. It's better to go there."

Tom nodded. At this time, the sun just fell on us. It was very warm. The breeze brought coolness. I stepped forward and walked forward. He followed me and was in the same shape side by side with me.

My mind lingered, raised my eyes and looked at him. He walked beside me, a head higher than me. After thinking for a while, if I didn't say it now, I might really have no chance in the future. I still opened my mouth: "Tom, I have to tell you, I'm sorry."

He looked down at me and was about to say something when I interrupted: "listen to me first. I really thank you for saying that to me after saving my daughter, and for taking care of me all these years. In short, I really appreciate you. I said so much thank you to you, but I haven't said a word of sorry to you. No matter what, I'm sorry. I'm not saying anything. "

I can't respond to his mind, pay for my sincerity, and hurt him. All I can say is I'm sorry.

I looked at him, and Tom looked at me as well. For a long time, he raised his hand and rubbed my head. He rubbed my hair disorderly, bent the corner of my lips and raised a smile. His handsome face was more dazzling under the sun.

As an excellent man like him, I really can't bear to hurt him. If I can, please let him find someone who can give him happiness and let him love for a lifetime. In this way, I can rest assured that I will give him my most sincere blessings. I pray silently in my heart.

"Come on, don't look at me like this. It's not a parting of life and death. What's this for? If you want to see me, go to San Francisco to find me at any time, I'll be very welcome. I just want you to be happy, silly girl." He looked at me with doting eyes.

I bent my lips and smiled brightly at him. His eyebrows and eyes were just like when I first met him. Although we had experienced too much in the middle, it was worth everything to be like what we are now. I don't regret it. I believe Tom won't regret it. At least, we occupied an important position in each other's lives and accompanied each other through the journey.

He withdrew his hand, looked away and looked ahead. "Do you know how good you laugh?"

He praised me so frankly that I was still a little shy and pursed my lips and lowered my head.

"Only when you are with him can you have such a relaxed and bright smile."

Tom's words immediately stunned me, and his voice continued to ring in his ear: "although you used to laugh when you were around me, you always had a lingering sadness. I thought it would be better after a long time. I thought I could make you happy and give you happiness, but now it seems that it is most correct to let you return to him, because you have such a smile, I can't give it to you. "

Listen to him and I don't know what to say.

"That's good, so I can rest assured to give you back to him, and I won't worry about you anymore. As long as you're happy, it can be regarded as making up for my previous mistakes."

"Tom." I interrupted him: "don't say such words again. I'll be really happy when you get happiness. You know, no matter where you are, I'm worried about you. You and I will always be my relatives and won't change."

I pay attention to the official account number. I receive free money every day.