Before she could speak, Shang Jing was already talking about what happened in the past six months.
"I divorced your Uncle Zou."
A sound of calmness stirred up a storm in Yunling's heart.
Shang Jing and Zou Jian are childhood sweethearts. They have been married for ten years, and their relationship remains the same before and after marriage.
Zou Jian's job is mainly in foreign trade and foreign exchange. Although there has been some turmoil in recent years, his character is cautious and cautious. He has always stayed steady in the wind and waves, and it is almost impossible to be affected.
Yunling opened her mouth slightly, but didn't know what to say. At this moment, she was particularly helpless with her clumsy tongue.
Shang Jing's eyes were filled with relief, but she could not hide her emotions and showed a trace of sadness and pain.
"One month before the accident, he forced me to get a divorce. He also published a newspaper to sever the father-daughter relationship between him and Huanhuan. He asked me to take the children back to his hometown, saying that if something happened, there were some distant relatives here who could help. Help us two."
Yunling pursed her lips, her eyes were slightly red, and asked, "What happened to Uncle Zou?"
Shang Jing shook his head slightly: "I never asked about his work, but when those people came to arrest him at home, they kept saying that he had contacts with Beiguo. A few days later, he was sent to Yun Province by train, and we didn't even see each other for the last time. See above..."
She couldn't hold back her tears until the end, and her voice was choked with sobs.
Huanhuan on the side saw her mother crying, stretched out her little fat paws, stood on tiptoes, and wanted to help her wipe away her tears.
"Mom, don't cry."
Yunling turned her head away, bit her lower lip, and slowly moved her eyes upward, trying to hold back her tears.
She stretched out her hand and put it on the back of Shang Jing's hand. She stared blankly at the calm black tea on the table, and suddenly realized something in her heart.
Why is it Dianhong broken tea?
Yun Province has hot flashes, while Harbin Province has dry and cold weather.
One in the south and one in the north, on opposite sides of the sky.
Shang Jing and Zou Jian didn't know that the rain would pass and the sky would clear up later, and this separation was almost a farewell to them.
Yunling didn't know how Zou Jian knew who he was going to be when he saw him, and she didn't know what kind of mood he had in arranging a retreat at that time, but she still booed when she thought about it now.
She also admired Shang Jing's way of forgetting all things and continuing to live alone with joy, keeping the house in order, sorting out her mood, and working with peace of mind.
"Aunt Jing, one day the clouds will clear and the sun will rise. As long as you persist, the family will definitely meet, and it won't be too long."
At this moment, Yunling was only grateful that she had read the novel and clearly remembered every direction of the wheel of history.
Next year, many people will gradually return to their rightful place. Although the overall situation remains the same and is in a mess, their individual situations will be much better.
Shang Jing reluctantly tugged at the corners of her lips, thinking she was comforting herself.
She was already devastated when she came to Harbin Province, but now that she has a little more hope, she has become a caged bird.
From now on, she would live a good life with Huanhuan, and when no one was paying attention, she would find an opportunity to go to Yun Province to secretly see him.
Divorced but not divorced, their relationship for more than twenty years was not determined by a marriage certificate.
"If I can endure it, I will always find a chance to meet him."
Shang Jing lowered her head, touched Zou Huan's furry head, and asked her with a smile: "We will definitely see dad again, right, Huanhuan?"
Huanhuan put down the stuffed tiger doll and when she heard the familiar word "Dad", her big round eyes gradually filled with tears, and the big golden beans dripped down in the blink of an eye.
"Dad, I miss dad——"
"Mom woo woo woo..."
Shang Jing put her hand on her lap, held her in her arms, and gently coaxed her: "If Huanhuan doesn't cry, don't cry. If it doesn't work next year, then the year after. Just wait..."
Her smile is calm and peaceful, but full of power.
Yunling seemed to be able to see the gentle light emanating from her body, converging into little bits of starlight that shone brightly.
The system suddenly said: "Host, this is not an illusion."
"At the beginning of all things, the road is simple, and it evolves to complexity. The story of each small character may be simple enough to be told in a few words, but it is like a cornerstone that builds the logical structure of the entire world."
"The light you see actually means that her character has undergone a huge change in fate, that is, the impact of the turning point on the world of the novel."
Its words were like thunder, and Yunling waited until she came out of Shang Jing's house to calm down and collect her thoughts.
"You mean that each of us has our own story, and each story is similar to the novel you showed me? Has a written ending from beginning to end?"
She had always believed that the system was a product of future technology. She speculated that it might have been created by Su Nuan's descendants in order to change the fate of their ancestors. Therefore, she knew all of Su Nuan's experiences and compiled it into a novel before her.
Let her help Su Nuan complete the transformation, and the rewards and system farm may be an advanced technology that she cannot understand.
Even if there is a system, she still firmly believes that she is a real person with flesh and blood, and this is an absolutely real world.
In the blink of an eye, he told Yunling that she might actually be a character in a novel, which was hard to accept even if she was so calm.
Just when she felt like the world was shattering, the system suddenly froze and coldly repeated one sentence:
"The system has leaked important permission content and will be temporarily put into hibernation to fix the vulnerability."
"The system has leaked important permissions content and will temporarily go into hibernation to fix the vulnerability..."
Yunling looked panicked. Before she knew the answer, the system suddenly lost contact.
"Zero zero zero!"
"Zero Zero Zero, are you there?"
"Hello?"
At first she only frantically called for the system to appear in her mind, and then slowly and finally started to call it by its name directly.
Five minutes later, the system still did not respond.
She seemed to have completely lost contact with the system.
Yunling stood in the snow, the tip of her nose and earlobes turned red from the cold, and she suddenly felt a hollow feeling of isolation from the world.
I have been with Ling Ling Ling for more than half a year, and this is the first time that he will not respond to requests.
Yunling tried to enter the system space and found that she could still enter, and the farms, ranches, shopping malls, and remaining upgrade indexes could all be used. The daily task functions also existed, but the talking system voice was missing.
She suddenly realized that she and the system did not seem to be on the same plane.
If the other party wanted to disconnect, it would be as easy as today.
But she didn't find an option to unilaterally block the system.
There was nothing she could do now.
Yunling was a little lost and walked slowly along the street lights, not knowing where she ended up.
Looking from a distance, you can vaguely see a tall flood control memorial tower standing in the center of the square, with a group of semicircular columns surrounding it. The wide and boundless river is frozen into a thick layer of ice, covered with a layer of solid crystal white snow.
The sharp slide sound of the motorcycle came from not far away, and the classic style of the flat head with red bottom and white top was slightly retro.
Yunling lowered her eyes and glanced at her watch. It was time to go back.
People were coming and going on Zhengyang Street, bicycles could be seen everywhere, and the hooves of horse-drawn carriages clicked on the blue brick and cobblestone road, followed closely by several military green trucks.
Everything that is rare in the county town is common here.
The busy figures of everyone shuttled among them, allowing Yunling to touch some of the vivid reality of life.
Is working hard for a living the destiny given to them by the novel?
The two concepts kept tearing Yunling's mind apart.
Is it true or false?
She stared at it all blankly.
The child happily took an old popsicle from the vendor and licked it eagerly, but his tongue stuck firmly to it.
The old man put the slipped rice bag back on his shoulders. In the cold and dry weather, he was sweating profusely from exhaustion.
The young man ran to the sweet potato oven and secretly bought two roasted sweet potatoes, and stuffed them all into the hands of a girl with a shy look on his face.
The woman and her husband walked naturally side by side under the bare snow-fallen elm trees, not intimate but intimate.
…
so true.
Don't believe in settings.
