Lin Feng looked at Chen Du like an alien, as if he had discovered a new world, “What did you say? Who do you love?”
Chen Du stared into the air in silence for a few seconds, then his head lowered again. He resumed brushing up on his questions.
“……” It was probably because his studies had made him mentally disturbed, Lin Feng thought with dismay. With such a major incident at home, anyone else who was more fragile would probably have gone crazy.
Chen Du didn’t have much time to be vulnerable. Chen Jiashu didn’t give him any room to breathe, leaving him with a ticket for that very night. He spent half an hour searching every corner of his suite but found nothing. He panicked and called the hotel’s customer service, which presented him with a surveillance screen showing a girl leaving the hotel at 4 a.m. wearing a plain dress, no backpack, and empty hands.
She left cleanly, taking nothing with her except her documents. The clothes, shoes, and bags she had bought earlier were all thrown away, and a dozen unopened bags were piled up in the corner. Chen Du ran around the room helplessly, repeatedly opening doors in the room, shouting Chen Jiashu’s name in the air, hot and sweaty. He dropped a vase, and the sound of broken porcelain made him suddenly wake up. Some of the previous traces that had been unintentionally ignored suddenly became subtle.
Chen Jiashu didn’t want him to buy her clothes; she really didn’t. During the process of trying them on and buying them, she had been resistant and vaguely helpless. “You’re buying so many and putting them there to grow dust, ah?” It was a joy to take her out to eat and play. Wanting to try everything, she looked so happy. Chen Du was so relieved that he easily ignored all the terrible details.
Everything happened suddenly, but there were signs behind it. Chen Jiashu had bought her ticket a week before she left, and she should have been thinking of leaving even earlier. Otherwise, how could Wen Yun have called that day?
He had cut off his phone’s GPS and lost all contact with the outside world, so how did Wen Yun know which hotel they were at? It was only when Chen Du got on the plane back to China in a daze that he slowly realised that Chen Jiashu had never intended to stay with him from the very beginning.
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“That’s a nice thing to say.” Wen Yun sneered, “Just can’t wait that long?”
She almost bluntly pierced the illusion of warmth just now, and the atmosphere suddenly cooled down.
“……” Chen Du pursed his lips slightly. His muscles tensed for a moment, looking at her with a defensive gaze.
“Don’t charge your mother with such a look. If I wanted to do anything, you’d still be standing here talking to me?” Wen Yun spoke with a sneer, glaring at him with hatred, “Crazy like this for a woman. You’re really my good son.”
After saying that, she felt sad. More than ten years ago, her family had told her the same thing, saying she was crazy and doing stupid things for a man who was nothing. Back then, she had acted as she pleased, breaking up a marriage as easily as a pair of chopsticks with love at her fingertips. Wen Yun had not expected her son to repeat her mistakes, even though it seemed to her that this relationship was even more disgraceful than hers.
Is this retribution? Wen Yun’s face was no better than Chen Du’s, and even looked paler, with a vague sadness in her eyes. “I’m a widow; I can’t even control my own son. What do you think I can do?”
Chen Jinan’s ashes were cold. How could she do anything to a dead man’s orphan?
Just such a rotten person. He was slagging off his whole life and still trying to be a good person before he died, leaving all the unpleasantness to her.
Chen Du lowered his head slightly and said, “I’m sorry.”
He stood under a sycamore tree, light falling in piles from the broken shadows of the leaves, as if he were standing in the very distant future.
Wen Yun finally burst into tears. She hadn’t waited for Chen Jinan to say sorry; instead, the innocent Chen Du had apologised to her twice, yet again, for that person.
What could be done? She turned around with her bag and took a tissue to wipe away her tears with her head down. “Retribution, it’s all retribution ……” Her voice was so small that it was almost inaudible, scattering into the air along with her fading back.
Chen Du raised a hand to wipe his dry eyes and turned his head to look at the distant sunset.
It was too far away, telling him not to see it really. The sky might be brighter there if he went north.
I still hope for the happy ending 🫤🫤🫤🫤
Yep. You did it to other people, now your son did it too.
Its indeed retribution.