Chapter 75 Chapter 75 Believe it.miss a dull pain

It was a wonderful dream, he said. She said yes.In the dream I have a kind of peaceful joy. I miss you so much, Fiona, may we see you again. She said, don't know. Ian, our time together is over.After that we are all in the dark. She continued to disappear and never contacted him.He returns to Australia.Go to work, exercise, re-date and sleep with younger girls as usual.But I still can't forget the hot Vientiane, on the single bed covered with embroidered white sheets in the hotel room, the woman with Chinese character tattoos on the back of her neck.Her expression was cold and fantastic.He could never understand what she said.Her body kept calling to him.His heart shattered in some kind of imprisoned thoughts.It started to be a dull pain all day long.

He became another man that he couldn't understand, insisted on calling her, and couldn't stop.A month later, she answered his call.She has returned to London. She said she was pregnant. If fate had arranged for him some bizarre and unimaginable things, then there must be a reason.Just let it come, he thought.In his longing and longing, he has removed all defenses and retreats in his heart, and can only drift with the tide and be swept away.Her unpredictable personality requires the obedience of those around her, and she has no fear or worry about the unknown, just like lilies in the wild, no plant will never reap.Even when he was told this fact, there was no temptation or purpose in the tone.She never seems to know what the danger is, and she has no attachment to the outcome.

He said, what are you going to do with it. Maybe give birth, she said.I have no relatives and want children of my own. Are you sure it's because of me. Yes.But this can have nothing to do with you. You say this all the time, including when we were in Vientiane.So what am I, a tool, an assisted reproductive machine that does not need to express opinions and feelings. Do not be angry. Ian, I'm sorry for what I just said. That let's have a baby.If you want, come with me in Australia and I will take care of you. I never had any intention of going there. Then start planning now.There will be your home here.

At 25, she gave birth to her first child.Girl, named Isabel.When the child was 3 years old, they held a wedding and she was pregnant again.The second child is a boy, Alex.She lost a staged hope in her relationship and found a cooperative man to rest.She needs to rest.They are so connected physically, with personalities and traits that work their magic on each other.In this marriage, physical clinging and indulging is a solid and solid foundation.Other than that, they are just a pair of exotic men and women who have nothing in common in terms of spiritual patterns. Very little communication.In the early days, they also explored novel topics with each other. After getting married and having children, daily life was quickly replaced by work, children, and trivial family affairs.She is a taciturn woman, and her personality is not lively, but he knows that she has a careful heart, and she is by no means dull, but there is no way to get a channel into her heart.Even after giving birth to two children, her personality is still as deep and unpredictable as the sea.

In this way, she followed a white man who could not communicate in his heart and set up a family in a beautiful but dreary town in the southern hemisphere.Because the bizarre childhood life had too many security flaws, her care and management of the family was unexpectedly fierce and dedicated.To get a stable home with complete form and content is what she hopes to achieve, and she has devoted her will and energy to it.This will and energy had been noticed by Ian when he first met her.Although she was calm, every inch of skin and every pore was calling to him: connect with me.get me pregnant.marry me.Take me away.

He couldn't understand and distinguish the structure and attributes of her life, but he could hear this instinctive sound, which was uttered alone and strongly, and could not be ignored at all. In his place, Ian is a very ordinary local man.Drive to work, leave early and return late, support the family with work, and support the family.She became a full-time housewife living in the suburban town of Langxia.Langxia Township has more than 10,000 people, and it is an empty and marginal area.A large area of ​​neat and orderly garden houses, a central square, and a commercial street where household necessities can be purchased.There are also schools, hospitals, churches and other institutions.The open road is lined with trees on both sides and the fields are open.I rarely see people, and the atmosphere is quite deserted.They buy big houses here because land is cheaper than in the city.This place is located slightly south of the Tropic of Capricornus, and there are never cold days, and the sun is warm and close, and it is a place where the sun shines brightly.pleasant weather.Even the air is extremely boring and fresh.

They rarely leave town.Except that Ian has a vacation, he takes the children to travel abroad together.The neighbors next door have a loose relationship, and there are also Chinese here, but she doesn't like to socialize with others.The mixed-race children speak English and are not interested in Chinese at all.She tried to speak Chinese to the children and teach them how to read, but with little success and eventually found it difficult to continue.She tried to teach them to recite Tang poems, which now seems to be nothing but fantasy.She thought of the densely packed books in Zhenliang's bookshelves before.When she decided to leave Linyuan and give up everything there, she knew that she couldn't take anything with her.

The life history is blank.There are no keepsakes, no remembrances, except a sketch of my mother in the atlas, a ring, and the few photographs that have survived.She can only add things that never existed, such as marriage and children, to the gradually built real life. Take care of young children, clean up, cook and wash, three meals a day.Plant roses, thyme, rosemary, mint, heather in front and back of the house.Sometimes I think of the impatiens, morning glory, honeysuckle, wintersweet, and bluegrass in my childhood garden. The plants here are all different.Make your own bread.The stroller took the children to the supermarket in the town for shopping. On the way home, they sat down in a small coffee shop on the street, smoked a cigarette, and drank a cup of coffee. The children clumsily fed the parrot in the store.Sometimes when the children are asleep, she works late at night, sewing bags, pillows, and cushions with various colored fabrics, and taking the children to the market to sell and play, as a kind of entertainment.

On weekends, Ian is willing to help her look after the children for a day, and she will take the train to the city alone. that day.She wears formal dresses, makeup, and embroidered shoes.Many dresses were left behind by Zhenliang.The style of the white linen embroidered skirt belongs to the old days. It is difficult for Ian to understand that this is a kind of beauty, but he is also used to the independent oriental wife, as if living in another world in the world, coexisting with herself.Brisbane is a quiet city, built according to the shape of the mountain, and the streets and alleys often have many slopes.Sometimes it is warm and hot, and sometimes it rains thinly.She walked the streets and knew where she was going.It was the secret she had kept after two years of marriage.

A hidden lover, a white man 20 years her senior.Meet once a week.There is also a woman, Chinese, who is 3 years younger than her.She met the two separate people alternately throughout the day.Chat, eat, drink.Leave at dusk as if nothing had happened, and take the train home back to town.