Time and you are my fault

Chu Yi went to repair the phone the next day. As soon as the phone was turned on, a large number of WeChat messages and text messages flooded in.

She sat on a park bench and flipped through the messages one by one.

Suddenly, seven or eight messages popped up on Zong Mucheng's WeChat.

Chu Yi clicked on it, and saw the crying emoticon package and three videos sent by Zong Mucheng.

Chuy clicked on them one by one.

first video.

Grandpa Zong slapped Zong Yanxi, the hot teapot spilled on him, and then he was punished by the old man to kneel in the ancestral hall.

The second paragraph.

In the middle of the night, the man straightened his back and knelt on the bluestone slab in front of the ancestral hall. The rainwater cast tiny spots of light on the ground.

third paragraph.

In the early morning, the sun poured in from the woods, the man still maintained the posture of the previous night, kneeling there quietly, but his back was no longer so straight.

Chu Yi turned off the video expressionlessly, and just about to exit the chat interface, Zong Mucheng called.

Chuy hesitated for a second with his fingertips on the screen, and pressed to answer.

"Sister-in-law!" Zong Mucheng cried into his ears with a strong nasal voice.

Chu Yi frowned, and responded lightly.

"Where are you? Grandpa said, if my brother doesn't bring you back today, he will continue kneeling in the ancestral hall!" Zong Mucheng cried while talking.

Chui's voice was hoarse, and she squeezed the ice American straw in her hand.

"My brother's last injury was not long ago, and he stayed up all night and worked overtime. The [-]th anniversary is coming soon, so he can't fall... Sister-in-law, please let me beg you, okay?"

The sun at noon in autumn was very poisonous, and it made Chu Yi feel a little dizzy.

She replied, "Okay."

Chewie hung up the phone and sat on the bench for a long time.

After a long time, her legs were a little numb, she hammered her sore muscles, then squeezed a half-drinked iced Americano and walked towards the exit of the park.

When passing the trash can, he threw the coffee cup in his hand into it.

At the entrance of the park, Zong Yanzu's car was parked there.

Chu Yi didn't hesitate this time, opened the passenger door and sat in directly.

"Did you feel unwell last night?" He asked.

In the silent carriage, there was only the sound of Chu Yi's gentle breathing.

She looked out of the window and ignored his words.

"You once told me that the reason we have come to this day is because the grievances you have suffered have never been properly treated." His voice was a little hoarse, and there were distinct veins in the hand holding the steering wheel.

"I thought a lot last night. It was my contempt and neglect of you that brought me to where I am today. All the grievances you have suffered are because of me."

Chuy's lips were tight, she closed her eyes, trying to divert her attention from listening to his voice.

But every word he said was poured into his mind like a spell.

"Isn't it..."

"No need." She interrupted his apology.

These three words were the last thing she wanted to hear.

Sorry, the most useless thing in the world.

Who wants to be sorry?
If possible, who would like to forgive everything magnanimously with just these three empty words after being hurt.

So the suffering she has suffered, the tears she shed, and the countless nights of insomnia.

How to calculate?
Can I just say I'm sorry?

"Chui, but I really want to have a good time with you." His voice was a little choked up.

It wasn't until what happened last night that he really realized that Chuy was indispensable in his heart.

In the water, she stretched out her hand towards herself, does it mean that she still has some expectations for herself.

But that trace of expectation was annihilated by him.

When he thought of Chu Yi's indifferent eyes, his attitude of resisting his approach, and his ruthlessness in rejecting him, he couldn't restrain his panic.

When he knelt in the ancestral hall last night, he even thought, what would happen to him if Chu Yi really left, disappeared, or even married someone else?
He thought, he would go crazy.

"It's because I'm slow to respond. It's been so many years since I saw your grievances and dedication, Chu Yi, I'll be by your side from now on, okay?"

"I will send away the people you care about, and I will not do anything you don't like."

The car has been parked on the side of the road.

Chu Yi still kept looking out of the window, but her face was covered with tears.

All the things Zong Yanqi said just now were beyond her wildest dreams.

She just hoped that he could see her, and didn't expect him to love her more, as long as they were together and belonged to each other, that was enough.

The cheek was held by the warm fingertips, and turned to the other side.

Chu Yi's eyes filled with tears met the bottom of the man's eyes.

"Don't cry." He gently wiped the tears from her cheeks.

But those tears are like beads with a broken thread, and they will never stop wiping away.

"Give me a chance, okay?" He said this in an almost pleading voice, holding her cheeks in his hands.

Chu Yi tried her best to control her crying, she gently pulled off his hand, and said every word.

"Zong Yanzu, we can look back."

"You can see my good and my bad in the past few years."

"I can also see my own innocence and my own recklessness."

"But the days are moving forward, we..."

"We can't go back."

She shook her head slightly, rejecting his begging just now.

At that moment, Zong Yanzu felt that all his senses were blocked.

You can even feel her hot breath from the face that is close at hand.

But he felt that Chu Yi was too far away from him.

He pushed her away with his own hands...

He grabbed her hand in a panic, but Chu Yi stopped looking at him and turned her gaze out of the window.

When returning to the manor, Chu Yi went straight into Mr. Zong's room.

The housekeeper said that the old man hadn't slept since last night, and he had been looking out the window in a daze.

Chu Yi gently pushed open the door, and there was a faint scent of tranquilizing fragrance in the room.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the old man turned his head.

Chu Yi found that the old man seemed much older than the last time he met.

Chui's eyes were a little red, she sat on the chair beside the bed, holding his old hand with both hands, "Grandpa..."

"Be good." The old man stroked Chu Yi's head with one hand, with love for the younger generation in his eyes, "I've made Yi Yi wronged."

Chu Yi held back the tears in her eyes and shook her head, "No... I'm fine."

"Stupid boy, you don't have to pretend to be strong with Grandpa." The old man's slightly cloudy eyes flashed with tears.

At this moment, Chu Yi couldn't control her crying anymore, and leaned on the bedside, crying out all her grievances.

Her thin shoulders kept trembling, and tears flowed like water from a valve.

She has never experienced the days of being unconditionally loved by her grandparents since she was a child.

Qiao Shiyue lost contact with the Qiao family. Although Chu Yi had seen the Qiao family from afar, she had never recognized her relatives.

And her grandparents were patriarchal, because Qiao Shiyue gave birth to a daughter, they looked down on her, and they didn't even like Chu Yi.

The elders of the Zong family gave her a lot of love that was missing in her childhood.

Zong's father, Zong's mother loved her like a daughter, and Mr. Zong's unconditional preference made Chu Yi reluctant to give up.

The old man didn't speak, and used his hands to comfort the crying girl.

The old man sighed for a long time, "Mucheng is about the same age as you. If she gets bumped on a daily basis, I feel very distressed, and the same goes for you."

Chuy's thin shoulders kept shaking.

"Yiyi, don't worry about the Zong family, if you are not happy, just leave."

At that moment, Chu Yi felt as if a deep crack had been dug out in her heart.

Even if she and Zong Yanzu covered it up in every possible way, the divorce was a tacit secret for everyone.

Now, grandpa actually proposed to let her and Zong Yanke separate.

For a moment, she didn't know how to face the old man.

"If you can't be a granddaughter-in-law, then you can be a granddaughter to your grandfather. Most of your grandfather has been buried in the ground. I hope you can be happy."

Chu Yi raised her head, her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were red because of crying for too long.

The old man pulled a tissue and wiped it lightly for her, "The centennial celebration, if you don't want to attend, you don't want to go. After the centennial celebration is over, you can go through the formalities."

Chewie sniffed and saw tears glistening in the old man's eyes.

"You are a good boy. Grandpa and mom and dad are all aware of what you have done to Yanxiu. It is Yanxiu who does not have that blessing. Grandpa only hopes that you can... be happy, okay?" The old man's voice became choked , the old lips trembling repressedly.

Chuy lowered her head, suppressed all her emotions, and nodded, "Grandpa, thank you."

"It's the Zong family who wants to thank you." The old man's voice became extremely emotional.

Seeing that the old man was tired, Chu Yi covered him with a quilt and left the room.