Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Such a loud noise attracted Han Moli's parents to come.

"The child is still young, don't scare him."

"It's so late, stop making noise. It's not good if the neighbors hear it."

"Why do you have to make him cry?"

"It's getting late, stop talking, pack up and go to bed."

"Children need to go to bed early. It's not good to sleep late."

……

They were talking to each other at the door of Han Cheng's room. Every word was like adding fuel to the fire for Zhuge Qinuo.

They didn't care why she got angry, or what happened. Did she make the child cry? Was she afraid of disturbing the neighbors? Was she making a scene? And she said she wanted to go to bed after making such a scene?

Han Cheng also felt like he had a backer because his grandparents had come, so he stopped cleaning up and cried even harder.

This made Zhuge Qinuo even angrier than before. She didn't say a word to Han Moli's parents. She had stopped throwing things, but she started again. In front of Han Moli's parents, she was so angry that she smashed all the small Lego blocks made by Han Cheng to the ground.

Han Cheng looked at the things he had worked so hard to make being shattered into pieces, and he cried heartbreakingly and even started yelling.

"What is this for?"

"What a pitiful child!"

……

Zhuge Qinuo didn't want to listen anymore and slammed the door shut.

"Bang", a loud sound, it was Zhuge Qinuo's dissatisfaction with Han Moli's parents.

This sound also scared Han Cheng, and he was stunned.

It was this slamming of the door that seemed to release Zhuge Qinuo's pent-up emotions.

"Don't cry, just accept it!" Zhuge Qinuo lowered his voice, tears rolling down his cheeks.

When Han Cheng saw Zhuge Qinuo crying, he didn't dare to cry anymore and started to put away his toys while sobbing.

Looking at the mess on the ground and his weak son, Zhuge Qinuo collapsed.

She went forward and hugged Han Cheng: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Tears rained down.

Of course, she would not really let Han Cheng clean up these things before going to sleep, so she started calling Han Moli. She hoped that he could come back soon to clean up the mess together; she hoped that she could repair some of the Lego that was made according to the instructions with him; she hoped that she and Han Moli could comfort Han Cheng's little broken heart.

I made three phone calls, but no one answered. I made three voice calls on WeChat, but no one answered.

She could only choose to comfort the child first.

Maybe she was really frightened by Zhuge Qinuo's angry look. Han Cheng kept hugging her and refused to let go. He woke up when she moved. She felt so distressed when she saw the tiny Han Cheng. She couldn't stop crying and regretted venting her negative emotions on the child. It was already eleven o'clock when Han Cheng fell asleep.

She called Han Moli again according to the previous combination, but still no one answered and no one called back.

Zhuge Qinuo stood up and moved Han Cheng to his bed. Thirty or forty kilograms of weight was a burden for her who was nine months pregnant.

After he fell asleep on the big bed, she took out the instruction manuals of Lego and started to build Lego in Han Cheng's room while crying. While building, she waited for Han Moli's reply. While waiting, she felt sad.

Sadness accumulates with every second.

She resisted the urge to call.

12 o'clock, her psychological limit. Still no response from him.

She started making phone calls and video calls frantically, but no one answered. It was as if the person had disappeared and lost contact.

"I can't control when you come back, but I just ask that you don't bother me when you come back."

“Have fun.”

"Don't think about coming back early. Everything will be taken care of when you come back. If you're not here when we need you, it doesn't matter if you're there at other times."

She was tired, so she took out her ultimate weapon, three heartless words. Just like before, Zhuge Qinuo had already given Han Moli a shot of prevention.

Perhaps there was a hint of expectation in that ruthlessness. She was already imagining what she would do to him if he saw this WeChat and rushed back immediately. He called her crazy, she got angry awkwardly, and then they made up.

The difference is that this time there are only three sentences; the difference is that Han Moli did not come back as quickly as before.

Time passed by, and the threats fell on deaf ears.

"Ding Dong", a text message.

"Oh, sister-in-law. I'm sorry. Brother Han must have been home a long time ago. Don't blame Brother Han. I didn't do what you asked me to do. I didn't have time to tell him. My wife drank too much during the wedding night. After everyone left, she kept making a fuss. She was drunk and crazy by herself for an hour or so. I was taking care of her. She just fell asleep. I'll ask the hotel for you tomorrow to see if they have picked up the earrings."

"Thank you, Xiao Jin. But it's not necessary. Things that are lost cannot be found again." Zhuge Qinuo replied.

She was crying. The anxiety and torment were receding. She slowly cleaned up Han Cheng's room and put the Lego into a pile. She carried Han Cheng back to his crib and slept in it.

"Hello, Xiao Jin. My earrings may have fallen near the dining table. I told your brother Han about it, fearing that he would forget. Please remind him again and take a look before you come back. I don't have anyone else's contact information, so I can only trouble you, the groom, to do this."

It was 12 o'clock. Zhuge Qinuo couldn't contact Han Moli, so he sent a WeChat message to the groom. It was a test.

"Honey! I'm sorry, sorry. I made so many calls. I'm sorry, sorry. I drank too much and slept in Xiao Jin's new house until now. It's already this late when I woke up. I might as well wait a little longer and buy some breakfast. A hearty breakfast to make up for it."

At four o'clock in the morning, Han Moli replied to WeChat.

But this WeChat message failed to comfort Zhuge Qinuo at all, because when the groom replied to the WeChat message, her test had already paid off.

That night, she felt for the first time that being disappointed for too long would make one numb.

Emotions are like food. Sometimes spoilage is not a result but a process. Her indifference today may have started from the disappointment that night.

So, a wedding night prank?

She drove, smiling, with tears in her eyes.

The memories made Zhuge Qinuo emotional, but in the end, she did not let the tears flow.

After all, she is now on a completely different level than she was back then.

So, let him do whatever he wants, whether it's real or fake! She can face the activities of the Family Committee alone.

Adjust your mood and step into the KTV room.

That day, except for the couple, other parents had dinner together.

They had already drunk some wine during dinner, and even though it was not yet 9 o'clock when Zhuge Qinuo arrived, the place was already noisy due to the effect of alcohol, and the atmosphere was very good.

It seems that she is not the only one who needs to be released. There is nothing wrong with splitting up.