When Pang Yi opened the door to his home, he smelled the smell of gunpowder smoke wafting in the air.
He Ranran was sitting on the sofa with a livid face, holding a cigarette in his hand, and the amber earrings were placed on the coffee table.
Pang Yi knew that Liang Zhe had come. He cursed Liang Zhe in his heart for being unethical. He stepped forward tremblingly and opened his mouth, but no words came out. His mind went blank, and the reason he had thought of on the way here was gone. He felt a strong oppression, felt the cowardice and fear in his heart. In the past five years, he had rehearsed his reaction when this moment came many times, but when it actually came, he realized that the rehearsing was meaningless.
He Ranran raised his head and stared at him.
This glance was as sharp as a knife, making him tremble all over. He clearly felt the hatred and disgust behind He Ranran's anger. He immediately avoided that gaze. He felt that the gaze was tearing his body apart. He wanted to step forward. , but couldn't help but step back and cast his eyes on He Ranran's slippers.
Orange slippers, size thirty-seven.
"Say!" He Ranran roared, and this roar seemed to have substance, like a stick hitting Pang Yi's head.
"Honey, I was wrong." Pang Yi's voice was choked and he lowered his head with a look of pity on his face.
"Speak clearly!" He Ranran raised his voice. This roar was full of force, wrapping Pang Yi like metal, giving Pang Yi a sense of physical and mental suffocation.
"We started dating five years ago. On the night of Yangyang's seventh birthday, she seduced me. She put her feet on my legs under the table. I rejected her at that time, but she refused. Rao..." Pang Yi felt a shadow coming over him. He found that He Ranran's slippers were missing. He knew that He Ranran had stood up. He Ranran, who was just over 1.6 meters tall, looked so tall at the moment, completely covering him. He didn't dare to raise his head and continued to tell. He knew that the more frank and detailed he was, the more likely he would be able to gain understanding, and concealment would only be counterproductive.
"On that outing five years ago, the night Yangyang disappeared, I stole this earring and gave it to Feng Yuan. Unexpectedly, one of them fell off, and Liang Zhe dug it out today." Pang Yi felt that there was not enough oxygen in his lungs. , her voice became weak, "In the past five years, we have met about once a month, and it was she who asked me out. She often sent me large-scale photos and kept seducing me. I refused many times, but she always found a way to break through me. line of defense. You also know that she is not a good person. Besides me, she has others. She is a stinky bitch. It is also my fault that I am not strong enough to resist. But I swear, I have never taken the initiative and I have no feelings for her. emotion."
Pang Yi saw He Ranran's slippers again, right in front of him, but there was only one, and the other foot was bare. He found that He Ranran's thumb was raised, the sole of the foot was tight, and the instep was blue.
He Ranran's silence made Pang Yi feel like there was a sword hanging over his head. He wanted to continue to explain, but it seemed that there was nothing left to explain. All that was left was to admit his mistake and ask for forgiveness. He didn't want to divorce. He knew very well that at his age, divorce After getting married, with the current situation, it is impossible to find a new one. He will lose his son, lose his property, lose his reputation, and may even lose his job. He will also face endless nagging from his parents and accusations from relatives and friends.
He couldn't bear the consequences, but he couldn't resist the temptation.
"That's my birthday gift." He Ranran spoke, his voice coming out from between his teeth, "You told me that the letters on it were specially carved for me. After losing them, I was sad for a long time, and I still miss you now. .”
Pang Yi raised his head and saw that He Ranran's facial features were distorted with anger, turning into an unfamiliar face.
"I'm really sorry, I will never--"
Before he finished speaking, He Ranran picked up the slippers in his hand and hit Pang Yi on the face. His glasses fell to the ground, his cheeks hurt, and the sour smell of shoe sole dust was left in his mouth. His head tilted. She was tilted, her hair was spread out, and there was a heavy fog in the room. She couldn't see anything clearly, and there was only a mass of orange in front of her eyes.
"I'm sorry for you, I'm willing to accept any punishment-"
He Ranran picked up the slippers and knocked them down again. Pang Yi's body tilted and he closed his eyes.
Pang Jinjin in the study heard the noise from the beginning. After his father's face came into close contact with his mother's slippers, he quietly closed the study door and sat in front of the desk in a daze, stroking his cheek, like that. It was as if the slippers were hitting him in the face. His eyes scanned the wall on the right and saw the certificates plastered all over the wall. He scanned the bookshelf on the left and saw the piles of books on various subjects. Then he saw the books on the desk. There are stacks of homework, and right in front of the desk is a calligraphy calligraphy written by his mother who asked an expert to write for him when he was six years old: Be proactive and work hard.
These eight majestic words suppressed his childhood.
A gray flying insect flew past his eyes, and the sound of flapping wings was clearly audible. Pang Jinjin's eyes lit up, he stroked his heavy glasses, and his eyes followed the flying insect out of the window, drifting into the distance of the starry dark night. .
At half past nine in the evening, Pang Yi's cell phone rang, a call from Deng Zhongquan.
Pang Yi didn't want to answer, but He Ranran signaled him to answer, and he turned on the speakerphone. It was Deng Zhongquan who invited his whole family to visit his new home the day after tomorrow. He had said it before, and now he wanted to confirm it again.
"Liang Zhe is here too, let us three brothers have a good time together." Deng Zhongquan's voice could not conceal his joy.
"I might not be able to go..." Pang Yi's lips were swollen and his words were slurred.
"What?" Deng Zhongquan didn't hear clearly.
"We're going." He Ranran took the phone, "Our whole family is going and let Feng Yuan wait."
After that, He Ranran launched a new round of punishment and scolding on Pang Yi.
Pang Yi corrected his attitude and let He Ranran's storms continue to attack.
For him, as long as He Ranran doesn't talk about divorce, he can bear everything.
