Shu Tinglan fell into a deep sleep for an hour and regained her energy. Looking in the study room, he was having a video conference with someone. Maybe he was afraid of disturbing her, so he kept his voice very low.
Shu Tinglan didn't want to make any noise to disturb him, so she gently closed the door and went downstairs. There was another party on the hotel's private beach, and a band was singing. The guests were holding wine glasses, dancing to the music, or communicating in low voices, and the atmosphere was great.
Jia. Shu Tinglan ordered a glass of juice at an open-air beverage shop not far away and sat there quietly watching. In fact, vacation is all about a mood. As long as you are with the one you love, no matter where you are.
You will feel happy wherever you go.
When Wen Jian sat down next to her, she only glanced at Wen Jian from the corner of her eye.
:"What to drink?"
It was no surprise that Wen Jian showed up. She knew that Wen Jian stayed in this hotel because of her, so she simply gave her a chance to see what she wanted to do.
Wen Jian ordered the same drink as hers and sat side by side, watching the excitement in the distance and listening to the music mixed with the sound of the waves.
"Tinglan, sometimes I envy you. Really."
"When I was little, no matter how much fun my dad had at my house, he had to go home to be with you as soon as it was midnight. He never avoided mentioning you in front of my mother and me. In fact, his meaning was very clear. According to the ancient saying, you
She is a legitimate daughter and I am a concubine, and he knows the difference very clearly in his mind."
Wen Jian's tone was very calm, and when she talked about the past, she was like a stranger who had nothing to do with her. This was the first time that she had mentioned their father to Shu Tinglan so calmly.
Hearing her call her father naturally, Shu Tinglan could only feel a sense of absurdity and strangeness. Now that things have happened, what's the point of suddenly mentioning her father?
"I envied you so much when I was a kid. My father took you to and from school every day and took you to training classes. But I could only call him uncle like a stranger. Do you know why I didn't take piano lessons? Because every time I went back to take piano lessons,
, you can see your father outside waiting for you after class. The teacher praises you for your talent, and your father stands aside and smiles proudly, and also follows the teacher in praising you for practicing hard at home."
"I studied very hard later. The only thing I could surpass you in was my academic performance. Every time my father came to my house, I couldn't wait to show him my report card. He also praised me every time, but I could see that it was
A perfunctory compliment, because he doesn't care whether my grades are good or bad, he always said that we Wen Jian don't have to study so hard, and my father will support you and your mother for the rest of your life."
Shu Tinglan was brought back to the past by Wen Jian's words. Her father had completely opposite attitudes towards them. He was very strict with her, especially academically. She enrolled in a liberal arts class back then, and her father was angry with her for this.
For a long time, I felt that liberal arts students would have few majors to choose from in the future, and their employment arrangements would be limited.
"Do you think what my father said is very loving and warm? In fact, he just doesn't regard my mother and I as independent people. We are just canaries in his captivity. He can keep them all his life, or he can pet them. No.
What kind of personality is needed? Even if I only receive nine-year compulsory education, he will think it’s okay.”
What Wen Jian said was true. She used to think that her father doted on her and her mother, but when she grew up, especially after studying abroad, she realized that her father had never regarded them as a person.
"Wen Jian, you can just say what you want to say." Shu Tinglan interrupted Wen Jian. Everyone looked at the past events from a different perspective. The person involved passed away again, so there was nothing more to say.
Wen Jian felt that her father's love and support for her mother and daughter meant that they were not treated as human beings. However, when she and her mother were in poverty and struggling to make a living, they also felt that their father was too hateful.