She became the white moonlight of the black lotus

Huo Xingyu was trapped in the darkness, feeling like he was floating as if his legs couldn't stand on the ground.

She is very familiar with this feeling of being suspended in the air.

The feeling of floating that cannot touch the ground, I had the same feeling during the period of death in my previous life.

Did you die?

The chaos of her mind was entwined with dazed thoughts.

She should have been thinking a lot at this time.

For example, if I was really killed by this inexplicable impact, then I am afraid that no one can compete with Lin Xian.

Another example is why everything is different from what happened in the previous life, because my actions directly lead to the reversal of all the plots, and even the death was premature.

What will Ning Xiangxiang do after that?

With no one to take care of her, and no one to support her, how could this stupid, stupid, non-verbal person survive in that circle?

The thoughts in her mind were like rusted gears, as long as she started to think along those doubts, the parts in her mind would be rubbed by those rusts and make harsh noises, preventing her from making any further attempts.

Huo Xingyu stood there numbly, looking at the mirror in front of his eyes.

This mirror was only standing directly in front of her, with no end in sight, up, down, left, and right, it was so wide and boundless.

She stood in front of the mirror, but she couldn't see her own figure reflected in the mirror, she could only see the emptiness and darkness around her.

For a while, the mirror surface seemed to be swung away by water, with layers of blurred ripples. The mirror surface was amidst the turbulent waves, and a family of three figures floated out.

Huo Xingyu saw himself,

The expression on the face of that young self seemed extremely strange to her,

She saw that her eyes were bent when she smiled, and the corners of her mouth were slightly opened and raised, revealing the neat upper row of small teeth. Because of the tooth replacement, the canine tooth in the upper left corner was missing one.

Huo Xingyu was a little dazed, unable to remember that he had such a naive moment.

She took He Shuyi by the hand, jumping on her feet, jumping to the center of the mirror and standing still, her eyes were filled with anticipation and joy, as if she was looking straight at Huo Xingyu outside the mirror, or looking at Huo Xingyu outside the mirror. Nothingness.

Her father walked behind and stood beside her.

There was not much expression on the man's face, his expression was flat, but his hand was gently stroking the top of that young Huo Xingyu's head, as if to show his love to others.

After a while, the picture froze, as if it had turned into a photo, and a line of very forceful and overly regular, juvenile fonts appeared in the lower right corner.

[We are - a happy, sweet family! 】

Looking at the smiling faces of the three people in this photo, a kind of "remembering" subconsciously appeared in her chaotic and rusty mind.

Those fragmentary memories were in her fuzzy mind, as if they were going to forcibly pass through the densely packed rust, breaking through all her confusion.

remember what?

She remembered that on the outside of this photo, the person holding up the camera and taking photos for them was Lin Xian.

She also vaguely remembered the scene of two women strangling her father to death in that study room many years ago.

When did Lin Xian come to Huo's house, Huo Xingyu's impression is already very vague.

She only remembered that on the way to school that day, He Shuyi suddenly took her hand and asked a few questions.

"If I were separated from your father, would you, would you want to follow me?"

Huo Xingyu looked up at her and saw the despair rolling in her blood red eyes.

separate?

As a child, Huo Xingyu was far more intelligent and precocious than his peers.

She understands the meaning of every word in He Shuyi's words, and understands that the so-called separation is divorce. They may re-form another family, have other children, and love people other than their family of three at this moment.

She looked at He Shuyi's despair with innocent and blank eyes.

She knew that there were conflicts between her parents, but she didn't know why they argued day and night, and she didn't want to explore why they had so many endless arguments.

As a child, she only cared about one thing selfishly, why should this family be separated?

It was what they promised her personally that this would be a happy, sweet home.

Married, had a baby, why separate?

Why have you come to this point?

She looked at He Shuyi's red eyes and thought, if she forms a family with someone in the future, whether she loves it or not, whether she can bear it or not, she will definitely maintain this family until her the day of death.

Huo Xingyu was silent for a while, and asked, "Why are we separated? Aren't we a family? Where are you going?"

As if being stabbed in the sore spot by her words, He Shuyi knelt down and hugged her, a choked voice sounded against her cheek:

"Because there is no other way, if this goes on, my mother will go crazy, you can go with me, property, house, reputation, mother can not, I just want you, you and me, we will have a good life wherever we go .”

"Is it okay if there is no father? Then why were you together before?"

Huo Xingyu lowered her eyes, she hugged her mother's neck, curled up against her ears, and said dejectedly:

"If you want to separate, why do you want to get married? It's just a piece of paper. The promises you said will change, and the marriage will change. It's all meaningless."

After the words fell, He Shuyi seemed to be choked by this question, and she couldn't say "Yes, we will live well without him", and this series of childish questions from the child made her unable to understand. to explain.

How would she explain to a young child that it was true to have loved, it was true not to love, and it was even true to turn against each other?

When a person loves another person, he will only give with all his heart.

One word of love is not enough, tens of millions of promises are needed.

When the love is strong, the promise is not enough, I just want to be together every minute, every year, every month, life after life.

A marriage letter is not just a promise, it is because she likes that person and decides to entrust her whole life,

She is pious and is willing to be trapped by him.

Promises are not enough, witnesses are needed.

It is not enough for pastors, parents, relatives and friends to testify, but the law is also needed to help her protect.

All love vows are true, but the only eternal thing in this world is that people will change.

Love is the same as roses, they were born to cut off sharp thorns and cut off heads. Even so, there are still so many people who know that this is a journey of death, but still hold hands without hesitation and rush to the execution ground.

But how can a child understand the love and hatred that belong to adults?

As long as he took her away and left that house, it was the best choice for Huo Xingyu.

He Shuyi was silent for a while, hugged her child, avoided all her questions, and said the words she had prepared a long time ago, word by word:

"You are still young, you won't understand, when you grow up, you will understand all the choices I made today.

Mom has a friend who hasn't seen her for a long time. She has been abroad before and came back with great difficulty. Let's let her stay at home for a while, shall we? "

"Which friend, have I met?"

She stroked Huo Xingyu's hair and continued: "I haven't seen her before. She was my mother's classmate a long time ago. But, Auntie Lin is very nice, and you will like her. When she comes, everything and everything about us will be restored." Get better and we'll have a sweet home."

sweet Home.

That young Huo Xingyu, with ignorant longing, was looking forward to He Shuyi's fulfillment of her promise.

She didn't wait too long for this day, and this new family member who came from afar was as impatient as she was.

That day when she was huddled in the living room, she saw Lin Xian carrying a huge silver-gray suitcase, her red lips were thin, and she walked gracefully. Share the artistic atmosphere.

Such a woman possesses the enthusiasm and generosity that a traditional conservative woman like He Shuyi does not have.

When she saw the strong admiration in her father's eyes for this strange woman who came from afar, she suddenly didn't understand what He Shuyi was looking forward to.

Huo Xingyu only vaguely felt that with the arrival of this woman, his life, or the peace of the entire Huo family, would be disturbed and turned upside down.

Not only that, maybe she will lead her to take another life path, and be dragged into the abyss by her, from which she will never recover.

She shrank to the side, staring straight at He Shuyi who was standing outside Lin Xian and her father.

I saw this stupid housewife who was always gentle and timid, who seemed unable to bear any burden of life, was reaching out to pour tea. Her soft eyes looked at her husband and close friends with a satisfied smile, as if she was responding to the surge in the air. She didn't notice the charming undercurrent, and it seemed that all of this was within her imagination.

Not long after Lin Xian moved into Huo's house, she could already hear gossip.

They said that the Huo family's second wife, the second wife has already been booked.

He also said that it should be very harmonious for a family to accommodate two hostesses.

Huo Xingyu didn't know these words from any relatives. In this kind of social interaction where both face and face are needed, sensible adults will keep the scope of conversation reasonable, praise them as much as they can, and will never do it. This kind of face-to-face discussion.

Moreover, in addition to various tabloid news and discussions among her peers, she also has a more direct way to understand this secret love that is well known in this big family.

In this Nuoda's home, she has seen the sticky kisses and lingering intercourse between a man and this foreign woman.

Discussing behind everyone's back, and even expressing their feelings, this woman, who has absolute initiative as a wife, has always kept a silent smile, not making a sound, neither supporting nor opposing.

Nothing happened to her, she still drank afternoon tea with Lin Xian every day, and tied a tie for her husband who went out.

as if,

It was as if she and Lin Xian were a pair of inseparable accomplices, and they had to work together to push this family into the abyss.

The young Huo Xingyu pushed open the heavy study door as usual, only to see Lin Xian's soft body curled up on the man, who hugged her and pressed against the desk, with his back to the door and kept slamming.

She saw Lin Xian's single eyelids tilted upwards sharply, staring at herself with moist and charming eyes, her thin lips were raised upwards, and the lingering voice in her mouth became louder and louder.

Huo Xingyu squeezed the doorknob, took a step back expressionlessly, and closed the door.

She thought, is this what mother said, sweet home?