Chapter 570 Full of True Feelings
He missed his father's warm embrace, his voice, and his unique scent. However, reality was so cruel that he could only suffer in endless longing and pain, waiting for fate to decide.
Liang Lu was also struggling in the bitter sea of missing him. At night, when the whole city gradually returned to tranquility, she lay alone in bed, looking at the empty seat beside her, her heart full of bitterness. In the past, her marriage with Qi Tongwei was full of contradictions and entanglements, but it was also a fate that accompanied them for many years. Now, the current situation of separation between the two places makes her deeply feel the teasing and restraint of fate.
She often reflected on her past with Qi Tongwei. The quarrels and cold wars, the disputes over power and interests, all seemed to be unimportant at this moment. She realized that she might have lost her way in the whirlpool of this marriage, being too obsessed with some external things and ignoring the most genuine needs of love. She thought that she should not be manipulated by fate like this, and should not let this marriage go to destruction in pain and separation.
Liang Lu began to try to change her mindset. She was no longer full of resentment towards Qi Tongwei as before, but tried to recall the good times they had. She remembered the sweetness of their wedding and the little things Qi Tongwei had done for her. Those warm moments seemed to light up a ray of hope in the darkness. She felt that she should let go of the past grudges, give Qi Tongwei a chance to start over, and give herself and the family a chance to turn around.
However, Liang Qunfeng's attitude put her in a dilemma. She knew that her father had always been upset about Qi Tongwei's choice, believing that he had made an unforgivable mistake by giving up a promising political future. She tried to communicate with her father and persuade him to put aside his prejudice and let the children meet Qi Tongwei so that the family would have a chance to reunite.
"Dad, I know you are not happy with Tongwei's behavior, but he is also working hard to live in the countryside and trying to find his own value. The children miss him very much too. We can't let this family break up like this." Liang Lu sat in front of Liang Qunfeng, her eyes full of pleading.
Liang Qunfeng frowned and said seriously: "Lulu, you are too naive. He made such a choice and should bear the consequences. He can't ruin the future of this family because of his momentary impulse. I can't let the children be led astray by him. They should have a better development."
Liang Lu sighed helplessly: "Dad, everyone makes mistakes. Tongwei is in the countryside, and he is also reflecting on his past. He is educating those children, which is also a kind of contribution. We can't just see his mistakes and ignore his changes."
But Liang Qunfeng remained unmoved: "His changes are not enough to make up for his mistakes. In the officialdom, he could have done more and brought glory to the family. But now, he has gone to the countryside to teach. What does this mean?"
Liang Lu knew that this argument with her father would not lead to any result. She felt extremely tired and helpless. She longed for family reunion, her husband's company, and her children to grow up in a complete family. But the reality was so cruel that all her efforts seemed to be in vain.
In this contradiction and struggle, Liang Lu's physical and mental state were greatly affected. She often suffered from insomnia and her face became haggard. She often made mistakes at work. Her colleagues asked her if she was feeling unwell, but she could only force a smile and perfunctorily respond.
In the evening, Liang Lu dragged her tired body into the kitchen to prepare a meal for her family. She stood in front of the stove, staring blankly at the water in the pot gradually heating up, but her mind drifted to the distant countryside and to Qi Tongwei. She didn't know how he was doing there, whether he was having a hard time every day, and whether he missed their home.
Liang Lu mechanically picked up a handful of green vegetables and prepared to wash them, but she froze under the faucet, letting the water wash over the vegetables without noticing that the water splashed her clothes. Qi Tongwei's face kept appearing in her mind, and she recalled the dinner time they had spent together. Although the atmosphere was not harmonious at times, the memory was full of warmth at this moment.
Liang Qunfeng walked into the kitchen and saw Liang Lu's absent-minded look, and his anger suddenly rose. He coughed heavily, trying to attract Liang Lu's attention, but Liang Lu was still immersed in her own thoughts.
"Liang Lu!" Liang Qunfeng shouted, "Look at what you look like now? You're distracted even when cooking. I've told you so many times not to think about Qi Tongwei all the time. His story is over. This family can't fall into chaos because of his mistake."
Liang Lu was startled by the sudden scolding, and the vegetables in her hand fell to the ground. She bent down in a panic to pick up the vegetables, with a trace of grievance and helplessness in her eyes: "Dad, I know, but I can't control my thoughts. I also want this family to get better, but I'm really worried about him."
Liang Qunfeng frowned, his face full of anger: "What's the point of worrying about him? He chose that path himself, so he should bear the consequences himself. You are the mistress of this family, you should focus on taking care of your family and children, instead of worrying about someone who abandoned his family."
Liang Lu's tears welled up in her eyes: "Dad, he didn't abandon the family. He is also trying to change himself in the village. He is teaching those children to read and write, and he is also atonement for his mistakes. Why can't we give him a chance?"
Liang Qunfeng sneered: "Atonement? How can the mistakes he made in the officialdom be made up by teaching in the countryside for a few days? He could have had a bright future and brought glory and status to this family. But now? He has made us a laughing stock."
Liang Lu knew that it was meaningless to continue arguing with her father. She lowered her head silently and continued to work. But her heart felt like it was being pressed down by a huge stone, so heavy that she couldn't breathe. While she was cutting vegetables and holding back tears, her hands were shaking unconsciously and she almost cut her fingers.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was extremely depressing. Qi Dawei and Qi Xiaowei both felt this depressing atmosphere. They lowered their heads, dared not speak, and just ate silently. Liang Lu looked at the children, feeling full of guilt. She felt that she had not given the children a warm home and had not let them grow up happily like other children.
After dinner, Liang Lu sat alone on the sofa in the living room, looking at the bustling city night view outside the window, her heart full of confusion.