CH 146

Jiang Jianjun was very thankful for Zhao Lanxiang's change. After he got off work, he stayed in the kitchen to wash vegetables and cook. When the meal was ready, he urged Zhao Lanxiang to go home and eat.1

His comrades said privately that the hard ice that had never melted on his face has melted, which was a rare event.

When Jiang Jianjun heard it, he only has a bitter smile. Without going through those bad days, he would not know how precious the "normal" Zhao Lanxiang is. The first thing he did when he came home from get off work was to find Zhao Lanxiang. He was afraid that when he did not pay attention to her, she would think about death.

The window sill was her favorite place. He didn't know why she stayed in that place. On the weekend, he told Zhao Lanxiang that he would go out for entertainment. But in fact, he closed the door gently, then hid in the hallway. He wanted to see what Zhao Lanxiang was doing when he was away.

But he saw that this woman was only sitting, standing, or lying on the window from the morning, from the rising sun to the setting sun. She did not move her position, even did not return her head. She did not know that the door at the house was not locked for the whole day.

As soon as she turned around, she could see him in the corridor.

But she never discovered his existence.

Finally, Jiang Jianjun pretended to return home and called her before she finally looked away. The eyes that looked back at him reflected the setting sun, with unspeakable loneliness and desolation.6

Jiang Jianjun quickly contacted a master who installed the anti-theft net and sealed the windows of his house tightly so that he could relax.

After a long and severe winter, the children in the compound huddled up like flowers and butterflies, passing this joy and excitement to Zhao Lanxiang. The children called her downstairs to play together, and Zhao Lanxiang really went down.

She started to be cheerful and increased her appetite, and this precious little heat saved her entire life. Perhaps she placed her feelings for her child on this group of children.

When Jiang Jianjun called her home for dinner, he whispered in her ear and said, "Do you like children so much?"

"Let's have one later."

"I will protect it this time... let it be the happiest child."

He talked a lot and said a lot but didn't hear any response after a long time. He looked at Zhao Lanxiang.

She looked at him with eyes full of irony. Silently and indifferently, she moved away from his touch.

Jiang Jianjun's throat was blocked, and he said, "Forget it..."

"Even if you don't want to... You need to eat..."

Zhao Lanxiang lowered her head and continued to eat without saying a word. Over the past six months, their exchanges have been pitiful. Jiang Jianjun did not know how crazy he is. One day he could have such patience and perseverance to please a woman, almost beg her humbly.

Jiang Jianjun thought he did something wrong and was trying to remedy it. She fell into this situation today, most of it was because of him.

But he never thought that he might fall in love with her one day.

What is love? As long as he thought about this word, there is no shadow about it in his mind. His family had been separated from each other when they were young, but it might be the feeling that they can't get enough when they were growing up. He was only accompanied by his younger sister, an old cat, and a cold nanny at home. He has long been expecting the cold feelings between husband and wife, just like his parents.2

He had good ideas about family once, during his first love. But that relationship broke down. He finally followed the advice of his parents and chose a suitable wife for military marriage. He had to work hard and get together in the same way as his parents. He thought this was the norm, which military wife did not survive like this? The time he spent alone was always longer than the time he spent as a couple.

Although he did not have a love for her in the past sixteen years, he had a family relationship.3

She became like this, really not what he wanted. But she became like this, and he was to blame.

Jiang Jianjun waited for her to answer, but she hadn't spoken for a long time or looked up at him again. He said sadly, "Eat more. You love fish."

"I deliberately learned to make fish with the chef in the cafeteria. So you can eat more in the future."

Zhao Lanxiang quickly grabbed two bites of rice and quickly returned to the room.

She is now back to normal, but she is not willing to sleep with him. Instead, she went to the study room next door and sleeps by herself. Jiang Jianjun also did not force her. Their double bed was very large, but she only shrunk in a very small corner, curled up holding her head, and could not sleep well. When he let her sleep alone, she could unwind.

She said, "I have been sleeping alone for many years. Not used of having someone else."

Jiang Jianjun feels that she is like a walking hedgehog and is specially designed to hurt his heart and make him uncomfortable.2

Every sentence can evoke his guilt. No woman could be as powerful as her.

"I didn't say I wouldn't let you sleep alone. I will clean it up for you."

But Zhao Lanxiang quickly pulled out a few planks, which was a canopy bed they bought when they got married. At first, Jiang Jianjun slept with her in a separate room. Later, they stayed in the same room and did not need this bed anymore. The bed was not thrown away but was disassembled into wooden boards and stored in lockers. In this way, Zhao Lanxiang used the dismantled wooden planks to set up a bed. She cleaned the planks, put on the blankets, and put the quilt on the top.

When she was carrying a bed board larger than her by herself, her expression was calm, her strength was great, and her movements were very fast. As if every day when her man was not at home, she was such a person who spent her time being busy and strong.

Jiang Jianjun looked at her with such a powerful and hard look, his throat rolled, and his chest was a little uncomfortable.

Some things are like a switch, everything was safe when you did not turn it on, and after it was switched, it seems like a flood, exposing all the dirty things.

Jiang Jianjun has never dared to look back in the past these days. As long as he thinks about it in his mind, his whole person was uncomfortable.

"Good night."

He stared at the night lights outside the window and then looked at her, quietly sleeping. It was the first time he tasted the dull stomach, and he could not speak at a loss.

Why did it become like this?2

...

Jiang Jianjun was actively looking for a treatment for Zhao Lanxiang. He once took her to a psychiatrist, and she did have severe depression. After the spring came, the children in the compound went to school one after another, taking away the excitement and taking away her joy.

In the end, only the older chubby boy was left behind because of family registration reasons. He stayed in the compound and failed to go to school.