That Wednesday, near noon, Ding Nan saw Lu Bo get out of a black Buick near his residence. She blinked and walked over, asking,"Heh, leveled up? Changed cars? You're not driving your Chery anymore?"
Lu Bo went around and opened the door of the passenger seat.""Get in the car and find a place to eat.”
Ding Nan sat down and looked at him strangely. He felt very emotional. Other than the only meeting in the middle, the two of them had not seen each other for five years.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Ding Nan pointed at the nearby Jinguan Residence. The car drove past and slowly stopped.
After they sat down and ordered their dishes, Lu Bo looked at her with anxiety and curiosity in his eyes. It was as if he was worried that he would accidentally anger her and not see him for a few years. He had never seen such a gaze before. Before the divorce, in their relationship, he had always been domineering and unreasonable, while she was timid and helpless. After the divorce, she had flipped through everything. She always picked up his calls, and when she was angered, she would not see him for a few years. Of course, she knew very well that what he cared about was not whether he could see her, but his son. Even though it was as he had asked, the father and son had only seen each other a few times since they were young. What feelings could there be? However, he was a man with a traditional complex after all. He knew that his son was shouldering the mission of continuing the family bloodline, so he did not want him to wander outside. Therefore, the relationship between a divorced couple could be described as extremely complicated, but also simple to the point of death. If there were children, it would be an entanglement that could not be resolved for a lifetime. However, if there were no children, the situation would be no different from any unmarried couple who broke up.
He looked at her expression again. After a while, he asked,"How have you been these past two years? I called you, but you didn't pick up. How stubborn!”
Ever since they got married, they had never been together. Moreover, she hated him because of his extramarital affair. However, as time passed, he no longer hated her. If you don't love someone, hate won't last long. At that moment, for some reason, when she heard his concerned question, she actually felt so wronged that tears started to fall. When she wanted to speak, she could only sob silently.
He was at a loss for what to do. After two seconds, he took a few napkins and stuffed them into her hands."Don't cry, don't cry. It's been hard on you these past two years!”
She raised her eyes and looked over. His eyes were filled with her once mature heartache and pity. She couldn't help but recall a saying she had read somewhere," Some people say I'm good, some people say I'm bad. Why did the word 'love' change?”，And so, she kept crying.
After a long time, she stopped crying and said,"I lied to you last time. I didn't marry that person. I said that to anger you."
He did not seem surprised, but he said,""I felt that it was impossible at that time. How can it be so easy for a woman to find a suitable partner to take care of a child? What about now?"
"It's not suitable," she said softly."We're separated.”
At this moment, the waitress served the dishes. Seeing the tears on her face, she smiled kindly. She lowered her head and moved the teacup and chopsticks on the table to make an empty space.
Lu Bo picked up the teapot and filled it up for her and himself. He put down the teapot and said,"I've been thinking about the two of you. I've been calling you, but you didn't pick up. I wanted to tell you that I've already bought a house for my son in Yanjiao. It's all renovated and empty. Should I take you to take a look after dinner, or wait for our son to go together?”
Ding Nan was obviously a little surprised. He thought for a moment and said,"Don't tell our son about this first. It's better to raise our son poor. Let him know how to work hard.”
He hummed in acknowledgment and continued to pick up food for her. He then said eagerly,"Eat more. After you eat, we'll go look at the house.”
An hour later, the car crossed the long bridge of Chaobai River and entered Yanjiao. This was Ding Nan's first time visiting this legendary white-collar distribution center in Beijing. This " country town " that Lu Bo's friends later mentioned was said to have been built specifically for the northern drifters who worked in Beijing. The area was close to Beijing, but the housing prices were much lower. If one left early and returned late to work, the transportation was also considered convenient. It had long been famous for this. From time to time, they would look out the window at the endless stream of cars and rows of tall buildings. The two of them chatted about their recent developments in the past two years. Soon, the car stopped in front of a building near a neighborhood with a beautiful name,"Galaxy Bright Moon".
Ding Nan got out of the car and followed Lu Bo into the elevator to the sixth floor. Lu Bo took out his keys and opened the door. He looked at her and said in a flattering tone,"Come in. This will be your home from now on.”
She didn't say anything. She closed the door, walked in, and looked around the room carefully. She saw a photo frame on the lowest level of the cabinet closest to the door. Inside was a photo of a little girl about one year old. She was lying on the ground, looking at the camera with her black eyes and her small mouth slightly open. Lu Bo followed her gaze and looked down awkwardly. He quickly walked over and placed the photo frame on the glass counter. He was probably afraid that she would be upset by the scene, so he explained,"When their daughter was born, Qin Li's parents brought their child to live here for a period of time. After that, I said that I would let you live here, so I cleaned it up.”
She walked to the center of the hall expressionlessly and looked at the large French window in the south. She asked,"Is she willing to give this house to her son?”
Lu Bo followed beside her and said," We have an agreement. The house in the South Third Ring Road of Beijing will be left to our daughter. After all, she also paid for that house. The house here will be left to our son. You can come and live here at any time." She has always felt guilty towards you.”
She snorted coldly and looked at the two bedrooms, the bathroom, and the kitchen. She did not want to fuss over too many details. Why not? It would be a waste not to take it. This was what that adulterous couple owed them and their mother. They would have to pay it back sooner or later! Perhaps there should be more!
The house was very big, and the decoration was elegant and low-key. She liked it from the bottom of her heart and was grateful for his help in the snow, but her expression remained unchanged.
"I want to move in. My son needs to transfer schools. Otherwise, it'll be too tiring for him to run back and forth between schools. It was fine for adults to work, but it was too early for children to go to school. It was not suitable for them to live so far away.”She thought for a moment and said.
"Then why don't you transfer over after this semester?”
"After all, the quality of education in Beijing is better in all aspects. Why don't we wait until he's older before we talk about it?”
"That's fine. Anyway, don't worry. This house is for our son. I'll give you a key in a while."
"Yes."
"It's quite difficult to raise a child in Beijing. You still have to rent a house. It's been hard on you all these years! Don't worry, the child support fee is 2,000 yuan per month. I will definitely pay this little amount of money.”
"Yes."
"I'll discuss with her to see if we can bring our son to my home in the South Third Ring Road. That way, you can take care of yourself. If it really doesn't work out, I'll visit him often in the future, at least once every half a month.”
"Alright."
"This way, you won't have much pressure. Just find a place to work and take care of yourself. Be careful and find someone to marry.”
She sighed lightly and said," With a child and a boy of this age, it's difficult to find a suitable one." Nowadays, life was stressful, and men were very realistic. Who would be willing to find someone with a burden? If it were you, would you be willing?"
He smiled and said," You look for him first. If anyone asks, just tell them that the son belongs to the father. At the latest, before you guys agree on the marriage, or perhaps before it's brought forward, I'll bring my son to my house.”
She turned her gaze to the window and then looked at him. She wanted to say something but hesitated, as if she was troubled by something she could not say. Finally, she said,"Before that, can you share some of my burden? I'll take care of him for five days in a week. You can take care of him every weekend for one or two days. Is that okay? He's already so big, and he's even more mischievous than other children his age. I'm taking care of him alone, and there's no one to replace him all year round. It's too tiring…Many times, I feel like I'm on the verge of breaking down…I'm going crazy…Do you know? "There was one time when we had a fight. It was as long as twenty minutes. I felt like I suddenly lost consciousness. It took me a long time to recover." As she finished speaking, she almost choked and could no longer speak.
In the long life of a single mother, what single mothers presented to the world was mostly heavy beauty, and those real wavers were mostly strangled in the bottom of their hearts by the world. How she wished that when she was wavering, complaining, grumbling, and thinking of giving up, someone would say to her, I understand you! My heart aches for you! Instead of giving her high-sounding accusations and preaching!
There was a look of pity on his face again, and his eyes were filled with tears. He reached out and gently wiped away her tears, saying repeatedly,"Alright, no problem, no problem."
After that, Ding Nan fell silent. She looked at him for a long time. Based on her understanding of him, she did not know if she could believe this person who often went back on his words and then justified himself this time. She did not know if she could believe his tears.
As expected, his enthusiasm and responsibility did not last long. Soon, he continued his usual style of breaking his promises. Later on, he proved that he had not brought his son to his house once, nor did he visit him at least once every half a month. It was already good enough to visit him once every two or three months. The child support was rarely paid on time and in accordance with the amount. As for letting his son live in his house, it was even more extravagant. After so many years, she knew him well. His promises would always be discounted and could not be counted on.
It was not that he did not have a conscience. At first, he might feel guilty and uneasy, but as time passed, it was inevitable that he would become numb. He was also a person with a weak will and a weak sense of responsibility.
There was a type of man who would only feel sorry for a woman in stages, or even in an instant. He would only use his eyes, expressions, words, and actions to feel sorry for her, but not his actions. From this, it could be seen that there was still a difference between actions and actions. An action was just an instant movement of limbs, while an action was a long-term stable behavior with a clear purpose. He could look at you with pity, even cry for you, say "I feel sorry for you", and reach out to wipe away your tears, but he would not do something practical for you when you needed it. Even if he did it occasionally, it would not last long and willingly. As such, this kind of heartache naturally had the nature of deception.
As for the house, she was not worried. It would definitely belong to her son sooner or later. At least she had a place to stay. She felt much more at ease and less stressed.
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