[Sea of Love] Chapter 122: "Mission

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A light rain caused the temperature to drop sharply. I was sitting in the car waiting for Ning Hui to come out of Director Niu's house. I turned on the heater, and
the car radio was playing an evening talk show. For these kinds of shows, the female host's voice is the core competitive advantage,
so it has to be pleasant to listen to. When vision is lost, the auditory nerve is highly activated. The
magnetic quality of that voice, perfectly timed, is captivating. As a listener, I, along with the entire night, was willingly
captivated by her. This was an interactive talk show about emotional issues such as couples and families, called
"Xiao Ya Listens to You." Listeners could call in and confide in the female host,
Xiao Ya .

Just then, a call came in from a man: "Xiaoya, I've been having a problem lately
."

"Hmm, could you briefly introduce yourself first, and then tell Xiaoya what's wrong?"

Xiaoya's voice sounded like it belonged to the night—warm, sweet, with a bluesy quality. It could
wake someone who was sleepy, or hypnotize someone who was energetic.

To me, it was damn sexy, like the seductive voice of a siren from afar.

"My surname is Xu, I'm thirty-two years old, and I own several car detailing shops. My wife doesn't work; I
don't want her to go out to work. She wouldn't earn much even if she found a job. While I'm not a big boss, I
earn enough to provide her with a comfortable life. But I'm usually quite busy with business, and I don't spend
much time at home with my wife."

"From what I've heard, you're rarely home with your wife, and she's unhappy about that," Xiaoya's voice said.

"Well, at first she often complained that I wasn't home enough and didn't spend enough time with her. But now she doesn't complain
anymore."

"Oh, I see. So when your sister-in-law was complaining, you felt more at ease, but now that she's not complaining
, you feel something's wrong, you're not used to it, you feel uneasy, right?"

"Xiaoya, you're right. Later, I found out she was often not home, her behavior was a bit abnormal, and her feelings towards me
changed. Until recently, I found out she was cheating on me."

"Hmm, in your situation, it's highly likely your sister-in-law cheated, second only to
you having a mistress. Let me ask you two questions, brother: First, how long have you been married? Second, how did you find out? And
does your sister-in-law know that you know she's having an affair?"

"We've been married for almost four years. I found out by secretly looking at her phone that she
had a hotel room with one of her former classmates. Although I was furious—I'm working myself to the bone to support the family,
and she's cheating on me—I still tolerated it. I haven't confronted her yet."

"Hmm, so what made you hold back from confronting her? Usually, men can't handle this,
especially since , as you said, you're out there working hard, and she betrayed you."

"Well, this is the trouble I wanted to tell you about today." The older brother started to stammer.

"Hmm, brother, please tell me."

"I...I, yes, when I found out she was cheating on me, secretly having sex with another man, I was
really angry. I even wanted to kill her, but I don't know why, I suddenly, I suddenly
felt that when she and another man...did that, I had an indescribable feeling."

"What feeling?" Xiaoya's voice remained calm.

"I...I can't say it."

I chuckled when I heard this; this kid had probably fallen for it.

"Then let me guess, is it," Xiaoya's voice suddenly became unusually melodious, "is it a
particularly exciting feeling?"

Damn, as soon as Xiaoya said that, I admit I immediately got fired up.

"How do you know?"

"I guessed." Xiaoya's voice was now only magnetic, but to me it sounded like a siren's breath.

"You guessed right. Yes, whenever I think about my wife and other men, I can't help but get inexplicably
excited. I... I even fantasize that their affair will continue... Xiaoya... tell me,
am I... am I out of my mind?"

"Excuse me, I only heard you were waiting outside when I dropped Ning Hui off. Why didn't you come in? It's so cold outside."

Just then, Director Niu's voice suddenly came from outside the car. I quickly turned off the radio. Before I did, I only heard
Xiaoya say, "Brother, you're not sick..."

"It's okay, I have the air conditioning on in the car. Niu Niu doesn't like me, it's not appropriate for me to come in. What's wrong with Niu Niu?

Is she alright now?" I leaned out of the car to greet Director Niu, while Ning Hui next to me
looked even more so than Director Niu.

"It's alright, it's alright," Director Niu looked at Ning Hui with obvious gratitude. "Thanks to Ning
Hui, this child doesn't listen to anyone else. Sigh, thank you both so much for
coming all this way so late."

After saying that, Director Niu opened the car door for Ning Hui.

"Hehe, it's nothing, it's good that it's alright. Get in, honey."

Ning Hui was about to get in the car, but suddenly seemed to remember something and turned to Director Niu, saying, "This isn't that
simple. Niu Niu has only stopped making a fuss for now, but you still have to solve this problem."

As soon as Ning Hui finished speaking, Director Niu's phone rang. Director Niu picked up the phone: "Huh? Your
Aunt has already left. What are you making a fuss about? Why are you being so insensible? No! Absolutely not!"

"What's wrong with Niu Niu?" Ning Hui leaned halfway out of the car, which she had already gotten into.

"Nothing, it's not Aunt Ning Hui's voice. Niu Niu, please stop making a fuss, okay?" Director Niu looked at Ning Hui with a tearful
expression.

"Give me the phone." Ning Hui held out her hand to Director Niu.

"No, no..." Director Niu hesitated.

"Give it to me." Ning Hui's expression was firm. She bit her lip. "I can't lie to a child. If I
lie to her now, there might really be no one in this world she can trust."

Director Niu shook his head helplessly before handing the phone to Ning Hui. Ning Hui picked up the phone and immediately switched to
a caring older sister mode. Her voice had an irresistible ability to soothe the heart,
reminiscent of Xiaoya from the radio earlier: "What's wrong with Niu Niu? I'm still outside your door... Oh, is that so? Okay then."
"Ah, um, I'll be right back. I'm not lying to you, when has your Aunt Ning Hui ever lied to you? Okay,
see you in a bit."

Ning Hui hung up the phone and handed it back to Director Niu, then patted my shoulder and smiled, "This child
wants me to sleep with her tonight. Honey, you go back by yourself. I'll stay with her."

"How can that be? Niu Niu is too unreasonable, this...this is too much trouble. We absolutely cannot give in to her
unreasonable demands." Director Niu looked somewhat impatient, grabbing Ning Hui to prevent her from getting out of the car.

"It's alright," Ning Hui insisted on getting out of the car, saying to Director Niu, "The child is almost in puberty, so
don't be too forceful with her now. Niu Niu is very stubborn; if she does something outrageous,
how ? Since I can help, let me guide her a bit."

"Hehe, let Ning Hui go. It's good for her to sleep with the child. Ning Hui's mother is a kindergarten teacher;
many parents used to leave their children at her house, and Ning Hui would put them to sleep, right, honey?" I quickly started making
excuses, afraid that the unexpected surprise of my wife staying overnight at Director Niu's house would be ruined. Even though I wasn't
sleeping with Director Niu tonight... why was I still so excited?

...

That night, Ning Hui ultimately stayed overnight at Director Niu's house. Director Niu accompanied Ning Hui home to get everything ready, and then insisted on going with
me to a bar near his house for a couple of drinks.

"Let's drink! Perfect timing!" I took this opportunity to have a heart-to-heart talk with Director Niu that lasted all night, getting
a complete picture of his life and his relationship with his wife.

I'd heard him mention before that he and his wife were high school classmates, and he won her over in their first year.
Their relationship was quite comical: Director Niu, a man, was full of artistic talent but terrible at chemistry, so naturally he chose humanities
when it . His wife, on the other hand, was incredibly good at chemistry, becoming a science student
and a top student. However, they admired each other, and their relationship wasn't greatly
affected . They went to different universities in different cities and got married after graduation. But problems arose after marriage
. Director Niu harbored an artistic dream, while we couldn't understand the world of his wife, a female academic achiever. Shortly after their daughter was born,
his wife received a government-sponsored opportunity to study in Canada through her research institution, specializing in the high-end field of
biotechnology. Director Niu naturally didn't want his wife to go overseas, but she couldn't give up her career
and chose to go to Canada anyway, leading to their separation.

Such a long separation seemed inevitable, and both realized this. They
tried many things for their marriage and for their daughter, Niu Niu. Director Niu tried living in Canada for a while, but he
felt the foreign environment couldn't fulfill his dreams of theater and filmmaking. His wife felt
she couldn't achieve her career aspirations in China either. Separation became their only reality, and divorce
seemed inevitable. They kept delaying for Niu Niu's sake until, as Director Niu put it, they
couldn't wait any longer. A few days ago, his wife officially notified him of the divorce via lawyer's letter. Today, Niu Niu's outburst
was because Director Niu told her her parents were getting a divorce, leaving her to choose whether to go to Canada
or stay in China.

This choice was cruel for a child her age. Niu Niu's reaction was a hunger strike, and she
told Director Niu that she either wanted both her parents or neither.

When Director Niu was drinking with me, he looked exhausted;
it was clear the divorce had been a huge torment for him, both physically and mentally. From his description, I could tell he and his wife had a deep relationship. The width of the Pacific Ocean
represented their current distance, but its depth could also be seen as the depth of their past relationship.

"Just like that, divorced?" I asked. "Are you really at peace with it?"

Director Niu was silent for a long time, then shook his head. "To say I'm completely at peace would be a lie. After all, I still
have feelings for Niu Niu's mother, and there's Niu Niu herself. But what else could I do but divorce?" Director Niu looked up at me, took
a large gulp of his drink, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Honestly, I didn't know what to do either. It seemed like a dead end.

At my request, I saw photos of his wife again—photos on his phone. I'd only seen one
before , but this time it was a collection—photos of the three of them together, and photos of his wife alone. It's said that
glasses are a hindrance on an unattractive woman, but a beautiful sight on a beautiful one. One
photo in particular, taken by Director Niu, shows Sister Niu at her doctoral graduation ceremony in Canada. She's wearing a gold-rimmed glasses, a doctoral cap atop her head,
a radiant smile on her face, and a victory sign with her hand. Her dignified
demeanor is tinged with a playful charm, a glimpse into the years of hard work she's endured. She clearly possesses
the high intelligence , effortlessly embodying the weight of her years of study.

Sister Niu has a distinctly Chinese oval face, almond-shaped eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, and a slender waist.
Her natural beauty shines through even more without makeup. With such a Chinese face, if she were to wear a cheongsam and hold a guitar—oh,
I misspoke—a pipa, she would be a picture of Jiangnan in the rain, a night scene of Qinhuai River charm.

I've been pondering how Sister Niu, with her seemingly delicate and frail appearance, can unleash such immense scientific energy
. Judging by her current achievements, she could easily be called a scientist. Scientists—back when I
was a preschooler , it's said that if you asked 80% of kids what they wanted to be when
they grew up, they'd answer "scientist," but probably less than 0.07% actually became scientists.

That's how amazing Sister Niu must be!

My impression of female scientists began with Marie Curie, and ended with Marie Curie. There was a portrait of the great Marie Curie
hanging Now, I'm starting anew with Sister Niu. Marie Curie—you
can't tell anything about her just by looking at her; she was just a foreign old lady… Sister Niu is different. In the few photos that reveal
her body, like one taken in the summer, her figure is undeniably
beautiful. Not the voluptuous type, though—those are for rural women. Sister Niu is a scientist; I'm saying her curves
are natural and elegant, and her exposed skin is dazzling—in a word, white!

What a waste.

Of course, if you say that Mrs. Niu's appearance made me have impure thoughts, you're insulting me. What I meant was that
scientists are human beings too. Female scientists are women too.

After admiring the photos, I showered Sister-in-law Niu with compliments. Director Niu seemed quite pleased, after
all, Sister-in-law Niu was still someone else's woman in name. Finally, emboldened by the alcohol, I mustered the courage to ask the question that had been nagging at me all
night : "Director Niu, so... you've been living apart for so many years? You... I
mean, your relationship... you..."

"Sigh, stop rambling. I understand, you want to ask how we usually handle sex, right?"
Perhaps it was the alcohol, or perhaps Director Niu had been suppressing his feelings for too long, but at that moment, Director Niu's tone suddenly changed,
and he interrupted me before I could finish speaking.

Then Director Niu suddenly burst into laughter, picked up his wine glass, and took a sip: "She wasn't even
thirty , she's only in her early thirties now. Expecting a woman of that age to be virtuous for you is just too damn
inhumane. I, Director Niu, can't do that. Actually, I've always known she has lovers in Canada, probably more than one,
of course, not all at the same time. For example, she has a boyfriend right now, and he's a damn foreigner. It's not that I don't want
her to have men, but seeing a foreigner really makes me uncomfortable."

"Oh." Uncomfortable, I thought to myself. So, Director Niu actually still cares about his wife,
huh?

"As for me," Director Niu paused, looked at me, and smiled helplessly, "Brother, I don't need to
say anything. You know where we met, Night Love, right? It's a place for one-night stands.
Besides, our circle is never short of beautiful women. I admit I've always been very indulgent, until
... until I met Ning Hui... I only know that I'm now addicted to your wife."

"Hehe, I heard that after you met Ning Hui, you gave up all other women. You've been celibate for
several months , right?"

"Who told you that?" Director Niu looked at me with surprise, then suddenly came to his senses, "My assistant, right?"

"If I tell you it was her, don't blame her, okay?"

"Tch, I knew it was her. Why can't these women control their mouths?" Director Niu sighed.

"Hehe, actually, she's just worried about you. It's obvious your beautiful assistant really cares about you
."

"It's just work, brother, don't overthink it."

"Well, so what do we do now?" I looked at Director Niu. "You haven't officially told my wife you want to date her, right
?"

"It's dating, it's dating, brother, watch your words, not 'dating,' I mean I want to date your wife."
Director Niu quickly corrected me, gesturing with his hands. Although he gestured for a while, I still couldn't figure out the difference between 'dating' and
'dating' . "When I was with Ning Hui, I hadn't officially said that, but of course she
could sense that I liked her a lot. I hinted at it. It was almost like I directly said 'I like you.' Look at me, I even
wrote a song specifically for Ning Hui, but I haven't found the right opportunity to give it to her."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I made a demo, my phone can play it." Director Niu said, picking up his phone and fiddling with it for a while,
then the phone played a song—the melody was really nice, a bit like "Unfortunately, It's Not You" from If You Are the One:
"You are such a tranquil flower, stunning the starry sky, making shooting stars pause; you are such
a tranquil flower, stunning the earth and glaciers, making spring bloom in the South and North Poles; you are such a
tranquil flower, stunning a hundred million years of time, making missed time flow back; the River of Longing flows in my heart, you
live on the other side of the River of Longing, we parted before we even met. I only want to sing 'I miss you' for you on the other side, I
only want to tell you 'I love you' one last time..."

The song is deeply affectionate and melancholic, with a beautiful melody, expressing overflowing love with a plaintive tone. This song
must have been crafted by Director Niu using all his knowledge, a pretty good song expressing love. The slightly weathered
voice is clearly sung by Director Niu himself, and the musical arrangement was probably done by a friend. I guarantee this song
would be a hit if it were on the Spring Festival Gala.

"Not bad, not bad, really nice. I didn't expect Director Niu to be so talented. My wife is immune to this kind of song,
haha." After saying that, I smiled mysteriously and recorded the song on my phone.

The next day, Ning Hui went straight to work at Director Niu's company in the morning and didn't return home until evening. When we went to bed
, I held Ning Hui's naked body in my arms and chuckled, "Wife?"

"Mmm." Ning Hui responded lazily, her beautiful crescent moon half-closed.

"I remember you always sleep naked, no matter where you sleep?"

"Mmm." Ning Hui hadn't come to her senses yet and continued to fall into the trap set by her mischievous husband.

"So last night, you slept naked with Niu Niu too, right?"

"Get lost!" Ning Hui finally realized what her husband was up to, and reached out to pinch her slightly sagging
belly. "You're such a pervert, never serious."

"Hehehe, how did you sleep? You couldn't just sleep with your bra on, could you? Sleeping with your bra on would kill
you, wouldn't it?" I kissed Ning Hui's snow-white breasts.

"Well, Niu Niu gave me her mom's pajamas to wear to sleep." Ning Hui pouted.

"Damn, so you're someone's mom now?" Her husband looked like he was afraid things wouldn't get out of hand.

"What did you say? You...I...I..." Ning Hui started off glaring at me righteously
, then suddenly stammered and looked unnatural.

"What's wrong, honey?" I felt there was a chance. "Maybe you really became someone's mother?"

"I... honey, I was just about to tell you about this. Niu Niu insisted on making me her... godmother."

Ning Hui stammered, the word "godmother" was very soft and unclear, although it sounded so clear to me.

"You agreed?" If I didn't tease my wife now, when would I?

"Yes." Ning Hui nodded.

"So what does she call you now?"

"She calls Ning Hui Mom." Ning Hui looked at me, her face obviously blushing shyly. "

Damn, does Niu Niu even know the difference between mom and godmother? What if she says tomorrow that mom and dad have to
sleep together at night?"

"Tch! Be serious, okay? I'm ignoring you!" After saying that, Ning Hui broke free from my arms, covered
her head with the blanket and fell to the side.

"Okay, okay, I won't joke anymore, honey," I quickly went over and hugged Ning Hui to coax her, "That's good, now..."
"If Niu Niu is having a tantrum and Director Niu really gets divorced, having a godmother will make her feel better, even without her real mother."

After a long while, Ning Hui finally pulled the blanket over her head, turned around, and said to me with a very serious expression:
"To be honest, honey, I just think Niu Niu is very cute and smart, and I like her very much. It's too heartbreaking to see a child
like this being ruined, but it's not that simple. How can I replace Niu Niu's biological mother?

Sigh!"

"Then what should we do?" I asked very seriously as well.

"I don't know either." Ning Hui yawned, "Never mind, honey, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep." "Oh, wait, I'll play you a song." Saying that, I quickly took out my phone and played the song

that Director Niu wrote for his goddess. 　　At first, Ning Hui had her back to me, but as the melody started and the song deepened, Ning Hui gradually turned around, then sat up halfway on the bed, looking at me with an expression of complete disbelief as she listened to the song, and then sat there for a long time. Clearly, my wife understood the lyrics, which repeatedly sang in the song: "You are such a tranquil flower..." 　　I, along with Ning Hui, remained silent for a while before murmuring, "I think it's quite beautiful, and the lyrics are lovely. I once wanted to write a song like that for you." 　　"He wrote it?" Ning Hui slowly turned her head to look at me, biting her lip. 　　"Yes, you guessed right." I smiled, and then I suddenly noticed that Ning Hui's eyes were a little moist, her gaze sparkling. I quickly reached out and touched Ning Hui's eyelids. "Darling, you're crying." 　　Ning Hui bit her lip and looked at me, not saying a word for a long time. This continued for a while, and suddenly Ning Hui grabbed the pillow next to her and hit me with it: "What are you two doing? I was yawning the whole time, okay? You don't cry when you yawn, do you?" 　　... 　　A few days later, it was the weekend, and at Niu Niu's request, Ning Hui went to Director Niu's house again that night to accompany her goddaughter. Around midnight, with nothing to do and before I got too sleepy, I turned on my computer and opened the latest installment of Tom Cruise's *Mission: Impossible*, which I 'd downloaded ready to watch. My phone rang; it was Director Niu: "Brother, I have something to report." 　　"Okay, go ahead." Hearing Director Niu's barely suppressed excitement, my heart skipped a beat. 　　"Niu Niu was asleep just now, so I asked Ning Hui to go to a bar. I thanked Ning Hui again for taking care of Niu Niu." 　　"Get to the point." 　　"Yes, brother, after thanking her, I formally confessed to Ning Hui, and then... and then I formally gave her the song!" 　　"Oh, so my wife agreed to date you?" My heart jumped to my throat. 　　"She agreed." Director Niu's voice was practically trembling. 　　Holy crap! 　　"But!" Director Niu's voice continued, trembling, "but there's a condition." 　　"What condition?" 　　"She said the condition is that I must reconcile with my wife, I won't divorce Niu Niu's mother again, and we must try to live together stably again as soon as possible. I can do anything she'll grant me. Of course, except marrying me." 　　Oh my god! What's going on? 　　At that moment, the classic opening theme and English title of *Mission: Impossible* were displayed on the computer screen. "Mission: Impossible…" I chuckled bitterly and muttered 　　to Director Niu on the phone . 　　"What did you say? Bro, what did you say?" Director Niu asked urgently on the other end of the line, clearly not having heard me clearly . * 　　Mission: Impossible*, literally translated into Chinese, means "Mission Impossible."

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