Song Bin just sat like this, he couldn't think of how to save it. In the chaos of his mind, there was Xiaoqing. This abnormal relationship was destined to end in tragedy, but he never thought about getting a divorce, let alone how Teacher Yang felt.
I have always felt that the profession of a teacher makes my wife more independent. Even in the short-term passion of getting together, I can feel the busyness of my wife. What he feels most at home is calm and quiet. Every time I think of talking about the pressure of work with my wife, I will get teachings like a teacher. He will try to cater to her intentions like a student.
The relationship with his wife has been going on tepidly, and the arrival of the child has not changed, but makes Song Bin feel like an outsider. Sometimes when he returns home from a business trip, he sees the intimacy of his wife and children. When his appearance casts the awkward eyes on the two of them, he will feel sour in his heart and feel that he is destroying this already harmonious life. . Accepting the teacher's polite concern, he retreated and remained silent alone. In short, it cannot be integrated, and the barriers in the heart cannot be hidden.
Even during the few days of vacation, Song Bin can escape in the absence of the teacher, and invites three or five friends to haunt various sensual places. In this way, I got acquainted with Xiaoqing, and every time I will persistently order Xiaoqing to sit on the stage. He is not good at singing, but just hides in the corner to chat with Xiaoqing.
Maybe it's professional ethics, Xiaoqing always listens to him with a smile on his face, and Song Bin can express his strengths to his heart's content. As if grabbing a life-saving straw, he became obsessed with this emotion that he knew he couldn't do. Xiaoqing is new to this trip, she doesn't have a lot of hypocrisy, and she doesn't ask too much from Song Bin, but silently obeys his wishes and accompany him, making Song Bin feel completely different from Teacher Yang, a relaxed, comfortable.
Song Bin collected his thoughts, cleared his head, and thought about how to deal with the current crisis.
He walked into the bedroom, and Mr. Yang was lying in his clothes. He lowered his head and saw the tears between his wife's eyes, and finally felt guilty in his heart. How can it make her sad, a woman called wife, she has devoted herself to her family and career, and what she got is the current result.
Song Bin knelt by the bed, and lightly moved his twitching shoulders: "Honey, I was wrong, can you forgive me, give me one chance, and I promise that this will never happen again. Okay?" ?" Song Bin tried hard to search for words in his brain that could be used to admit mistakes, and babbled incoherently. Teacher Yang was always lying there on her side, without any response. Song Bin felt her mood was calming down from the gradual relaxation of the arms she held. Unbearable silence, the air in the room froze, Song Bin was on the verge of collapse.
Teacher Yang finally flipped over and sat up slowly. Seeing Song Bin kneeling on his slippers, a smile flashed across his face. Song Bin couldn't capture the expression at that moment, and was still kneeling sullenly. Teacher Yang kicked his leg, quickly moved away, and looked up: "My wife! Let's not talk about divorce, okay?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com