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1293. Chapter 1293 Long time companion

Chapter 1293 Long-term companion

When Rong Huang was very young, he learned to send text messages to his father with a jade slip.

My father's reply was always slow. Xiao Ronghuang stayed in front of the jade slip and waited from day to night before she could wait for an extremely simple reply.

Every time, he comforted himself while calculating the time while calculating the time. Perhaps his father was very busy and he did not see his message for the time being.

Until a family dinner.

When the whole family was having dinner together, Rong Huang clearly saw that his father's jade slip was always in his hand. And he would bow his head from time to time and browse the message several times.

He could not have seen the text message he sent himself. Moreover, it should have been seen immediately.

However, he did not reply. After an hour, he seemed to suddenly remember something and took out his message from the corner to process it.

Therefore, there is no invisible message, only worth it or not.

I have to be ranked after his official duties, after socializing, after entertainment...after life.

"Mom, why doesn't dad seem to love me?" Rong Huang also asked his mother with tears in his eyes, "Does he not like me?"

At that time, my mother said something that she couldn't understand.

"Silly kid... it's not that he doesn't like you, it's not that he doesn't like our family..."

Did the mother regret that at that time? She regretted that she had obtained this man by any means but could not get his heart. He gave her the name of husband and wife, and also kept her promise to never take a concubine, but abandoned her in this luxurious villa, allowing her to spend her whole life savoring this cup of homemade bitter wine.

What he left to her was just a gorgeous tomb.

Let her bloom here and wither here.

Why are the parents in the news reports loving, why are the parents who attend high-end banquets together loving, and why are the parents who are in front of them alone like two strangers?

All the confusion began to come up with answers as Rong Huang grew up.

One night, my father said he wanted to go home for dinner. My mother was so happy that she found all the expensive cosmetics, sat in front of the dressing table, and spent several hours applying makeup to create the most exquisite and perfect mask. But when she was waiting at the dining table, she was told by the servant that her father had received an order and went to another country to negotiate business.

The delicious food on the table seemed to have become uncomfortable.

That night, my mother was still sitting in front of her dressing table. This face witnessed her beautiful mirror and her haggardness. She removed her makeup bit by bit, and her thick powder was sometimes dyed with tears, leaving deep and shallow stains on her face.

Her expression was not much sad, and all the grand and rotten despair was deposited in her eyes like a cold pond under the iceberg. She looked at herself in the mirror, this gorgeous lady, this sad woman, she was smiling at herself in the mirror, but endless ridicule was hidden in her smile.

Rong Huang walked up to her timidly, pinched a small handkerchief, and stood on tiptoe to try to wipe her tears.

When he carefully touched the delicate face with his handkerchief, his mother suddenly moved and hugged him into her arms.

"Huang'er, you said...if I no longer stop your father from taking a concubine, or even... let him bring back the wild children outside to raise...you think he would be a little willing to go back to this home?"

The expression of her mother when she said these words was something Rong Huang had never seen before. She looked so humble and so compromised, which was very different from the strong woman who was vigorous and decisive in the shopping mall and the noble lady who always had a luxurious appearance.

"Mom, what did you say?" Rong Huangshang felt a fear spreading for the first time in his ignorant heart, "Dad... does he have women outside and wild children?"

The mother smiled bitterly and shook her head, stroked his hair: "It's just a hypothesis."

"In the past few years, maybe I really forced him too hard. I deprived him of his normal rights as a man, let him regard our family as a cage, and let him want to escape when he sees me..."

"If he really has a home outside, I asked him to bring his wife and children outside back, and the two families are combined into one home, then... even if he wants to see them more, he should go home from time to time, right? In this case, I will have the opportunity to see him more..."

Rong Huang became more and more shocked the more he heard it. He understood his mother's pride, and his own pride was in line with his mother. Now seeing his mother doing this in order to keep her father, he felt that a lot of chaotic information was impacting his mind, making him frenzied and struggling.

But in the end, the undestroyed pride still prompted him to answer.

"No! If Dad is willing to go home only if he wants to bring the people outside, then he will go home for them, not for us! What's the point? Do you want us... to watch them lovingly and loving in our house every day? Mom, can you really tolerate it?"

"They did the wrong thing. Why should we leave the bitter fruit to us to bear? Is this fair?" Rong Huang slowly squatted down and trembled and held his mother's shoulders. "Mom, we should be born noble. We are born with noble blood! Why should we bow our heads to third parties outside and give way to them?"

"If you don't accept his concubine, your father will always be your husband... But if he really has three wives and four concubines, he will no longer belong to you, and you will not even be jealous!"

This sentence seemed to suddenly alert my mother.

"Yes... no matter whether you bring the newcomer back or not, he will not love me... I can't get his heart either... He doesn't let me be happy, why should I make him feel happy? At worst, no one should be happy, everyone will torture together..."

After saying a few words, she wiped her tears in panic and raised her head to look at Rong Huang.

"Huang'er... the words of mother just were just assumptions. Your father did not betray our family... He usually comes back few times, but because the business is too busy, don't hold a grudge against him..."

Is it a hypothesis that there has been a scale in Rong Huang's heart?

Although he was still young at that time, he had already deeply felt the harm of "infidelity".

A person's heart is only so big. If you have already installed one, how can you install another one? In the future, I will only marry a woman, treat her wholeheartedly, and let her be the happiest woman... But trust is mutual, and she must not betray me... Otherwise, otherwise...

After that night, my mother no longer expressed her feelings to him.

She seemed to have decided to choose another way of life.

"I don't want to be the woman behind him anymore... I turned down all social engagements just to get back home and wait for him... What I got was to make me age in this mansion every day!"

"No...I'm going to go back to the position I should be...I'm going to start the family business again...If one day, I can share the same beauty with him in the mall, maybe, he will be willing to look at me more... just like before..."

At first, Rong Huang was very pleased that his mother finally figured it out.

However, the busy days of both parents have made this family more and more deadly day by day.

If children are the crystallization of parents' love.

Then what are you?

The father may have left his wife with a child out of her husband's responsibility... and the mother also wanted to use herself to tie her father's footsteps... But in the end, their hopes were all gone.

What is the value of staying in the world if you are not expected or cherished? Maybe it's just a drag...

Although he later met many girls, they screamed around him, they handed him love letters, and they said they liked him.

But who would consider himself the only one?

What they value is their own money and their appearance. They do not love themselves, but they just feel that they will be more respectful when they are with them.

Rong Huang played with them, drank with them, and heard them say hypocritical love words, but his heart was still empty.

"I just want to find a girl who doesn't want my money... If she fell in love with my money at the beginning, she would never really fall in love with me! Money, I have, what I lack is the heart, a heart that money cannot make up for!"

"If I could find a girl who loves me wholeheartedly, she could take all my money!"

For so many years, Rong Huang has been stubbornly pursuing a unique one.

If you want me, you can't have anyone else.

Your idol, your relatives and friends, and your ideal pursuit will occupy your heart... I just want to find one that can completely hold my heart...

So when he first entered school, those "two fans" who liked him and Rong Xiao were a very disgusting existence in his opinion, and an insult to himself.

"You always complain that your parents care about you too strictly, which makes you feel overwhelmed, but you don't know how much I envy you and have parents who care so much." Rong Huang sighed and leaned back on the back of the chair. "I also hope that I am just an ordinary child. Every day when listening to my parents' nagging, my every move can attract their attention... At least, they need you."

"From childhood to adulthood, I have tried my best to be the best, and I hope they can stop and see me. But... maybe they just think I am very sensible and don't need them to worry about it, so I'm too lazy to even ask about my daily life."

"Maybe, it would be better if I could be a little naughty... But gradually I realized that I have become accustomed to playing a nobleman and I have lost the ability to be a naughty child. I can't make any mistakes that my peers will make, and I can't discredit myself... I'm like a puppet, even if no one holds the lead, I won't be able to move by myself..."

"A child who is used to being bad will be tolerant of him when he slowly corrects it. But a child who is used to being good will be bad, and the whole world will blame him when he slowly learns bad things. I no longer have the chance to be a bad boy... From the beginning, I lost this opportunity."

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