I became the matchmaker between my father and wife - Chapter 177

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Xiaoying was already slumped on the floor, sobbing, while I was in a dilemma. I didn't want to sleep in either bedroom. Should I go out and find a hotel? Seeing Xiaoying crying, I forced myself to turn my head away, because I couldn't bear to see her cry. Xiaoying must be in a lot of pain right now, but was it as painful as it was for me? I was caught in a bind, and with no other choice, I sat back down on the sofa.
"Do I look ugly when I cry?" After crying for a while, Xiaoying forced herself to stop crying, but she didn't get up from the ground. After I sat back on the sofa, she let go of my legs and sat down on the ground with her hands wrapped around her knees. She looked directly at me sitting on the sofa. Her eyes were red and swollen because she hadn't cried a single day since I woke up.
“You don’t understand anything now; it’s your subconscious rejecting me. You hate me so much even after you lost your memory. If you regain your memory one day, how will I bear your wrath? Perhaps you will abandon me sooner or later. I’m just deceiving myself. But, husband, as long as I’m by your side, let me enjoy happiness for one day, okay?” Xiaoying was probably already somewhat desperate at this point, but she forced herself to stay strong, smiling through her tears, speaking softly but gently.
"Why should I hate you? What happened?" Although I knew the truth, I still spoke coldly and innocently.
"I won't say anymore, it's all my fault... If I could, I so wish you would never regain your memory. Even if you became a cripple, I would willingly take care of you for the rest of my life... Honey, where do you want to sleep tonight?" Xiaoying couldn't say any more, so she stopped. Xiaoying's last question stumped me. Where could I sleep? I didn't want to sleep in my own bedroom or my father's bedroom because those two rooms bore the marks of my father and Xiaoying's lovemaking. Just then, I remembered the sofa I was sitting on, but it seemed there was also a scene of my father and Xiaoying having sex from behind on the sofa.
"I want to sleep on the sofa..." Never mind, I can't exactly sleep on the floor, I'll just sleep on the sofa...
"Okay...okay...I'll go pack your luggage..." Xiaoying forced a smile when she heard I wanted to sleep on the sofa, but she didn't disobey me at all. She obediently went to the bedroom and brought out a quilt. It was an old quilt, but it had been stored away in the closet and was brand new. Xiaoying spread the quilt on the sofa very carefully, smoothing out even the smallest wrinkles, trying her best to make me as comfortable as possible.
"Come on, honey, go to sleep..." Xiaoying said to me after we made the bed. I was actually quite sleepy; I don't know why, but ever since I woke up, I've been incredibly sleepy. Xiaoying went to the bathroom, probably to take a shower. I simply took off my outer clothes and pants, covered myself with the blanket, and fell asleep on the sofa. I must say, after getting used to sleeping in a bed, sleeping on the sofa felt surprisingly pleasant. Soon I drifted off to sleep. I don't know how much time passed, but I felt as if there was someone next to me, with one hand covering me with the blanket and the other arm around my waist. But I was sleeping so soundly that I didn't want to wake up and open my eyes to look.
I slept until the next morning. Opening my sleepy eyes, I saw that it was just beginning to get light. At that moment, I felt a warm glow beside me, and I felt something pressing against my stomach. I turned my head and saw Xiaoying curled up beside me like a kitten, one hand gently wrapped around my waist. Although the sofa was very small, Xiaoying was sleeping on her side next to me, and because of her slender figure, she was leaning against the edge of the sofa, practically hanging off the edge, leaving me with the most space. Turning my head, I saw Xiaoying's face; there were tear tracks on her cheeks. It seemed she had cried again in her sleep that night. Watching her sleep peacefully, occasionally letting out a few sobs in her sleep, it seemed that endless grievances were tormenting her. At that moment, I couldn't help but worry. If I left her, could she bear the blow? Would she do something rash?
"Thump..." Just then, I suddenly heard a dull thud on the floor, and the hand that had been around my waist was gone. I instinctively sat up and looked to the side. I saw Xiaoying had groggily fallen off the sofa. She was wincing and hissing in pain, but perhaps not wanting to disturb my sleep, she didn't utter a sound. She was lying there with her eyes closed, enduring the pain, and didn't see that I had woken up.
"Honey...you're awake...did I wake you up?" After calming down for a while, Xiaoying opened her eyes and saw that I was already sitting up...
"Does it hurt...does it hurt?" No matter what, seeing Xiaoying in pain made my heart soften. Besides, Xiaoying had been so close to the edge of the sofa last night to give me space to sleep. I felt really bad about it.
"No...it doesn't hurt...it doesn't hurt at all..." Hearing my concerned words, Xiaoying's pained expression suddenly stopped; she seemed unable to believe her ears. Tears welled in her eyes, she wiped them away, and smiled—a smile that seemed so happy...
"Honey, are you hungry... I'll go buy you breakfast, I'll go out and get you... soy milk and fried dough sticks, okay?" Xiaoying stood up from the floor, wiped her eyes, and said gently. I didn't reply much, just nodded slightly. Last night, Xiaoying didn't even take off her coat, just slept right next to me, and seemingly afraid I wasn't comfortable, she didn't even cover herself with a blanket, leaving it entirely to me. So now Xiaoying didn't need to get dressed, she just put on her shoes and prepared to go out. Watching her back as she walked towards the door, and seeing her trying so hard to control her limp, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness, and could only sigh silently in my heart.
"Honey, please don't go out. I'll be back in about ten minutes, so you won't get lost..." Before leaving, Xiaoying couldn't help but turn back and remind her. She had no choice; they wouldn't let her go out alone now, afraid that after her "amnesia," she wouldn't be able to find her way home and would get lost. Sigh, she never imagined that faking amnesia would land her in jail.
Xiaoying went out, and I went to the window. A moment later, I saw her running towards the edge of the complex. It was clear she wanted to finish shopping as quickly as possible and get home as soon as possible. I guessed she was worried about me. Soon, Xiaoying disappeared from my sight. I checked the time; it was normally time for Xiaoying and me to go to work, but due to my "amnesia," we were both temporarily off work.
"Knock knock knock..." Just as I was lying on the sofa with my eyes closed, deep in thought, I heard a knock on the door. I glanced at the time; only five minutes had passed. Xiaoying was back so quickly? And she had her keys with her; perhaps she was carrying too many things? I walked to the door with suspicion, and when I opened it, I was stunned.
"How could it be her?" I thought to myself as I looked at the person in front of me, and I froze on the spot.
"You know me?" the person in front of me asked with some suspicion. I had seen her before, but I hadn't expected that I would expose a flaw under such a sudden attack. I currently have amnesia and don't recognize anyone. If I reveal a flaw...
"Who are you? I don't know you..." At this moment, I could only try to remain calm. I absolutely could not admit that I knew her. If I did, then my amnesia would be fake.
"You don't recognize me, so why are you so surprised to see me?" The person standing at the door stared at me intently with wise eyes; she wasn't so easily fooled.
"Because I really didn't expect to see such a beautiful woman like you at my door so early in the morning, so I was very surprised and amazed... Please come in and sit down..." I could only explain casually, and then quickly changed the subject to get her slippers. This person was not easy to deal with, and if I was not careful, I might be exposed.
"Where's Xiaoying?" The person asked directly after entering the room, and then quickly looked around the room. It was her first time visiting my home.
"I went out to buy breakfast..." I answered very briefly. "How are you feeling? Have you really lost your memory?" She stared at me with her intelligent eyes, as if she could see through my heart, making me afraid to meet her gaze.
"I feel very lost..." I didn't dare to say too much in front of her, because I was afraid that if I said the wrong thing, she would see through me.
"Bing Shuang... what brings you here?" Just then, Xiao Ying returned with breakfast and saw me in the living room as she entered, letting out a surprised exclamation. At that moment, I breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, Xiao Ying came back and unintentionally helped me out of a predicament.
"I came to see you... I just got back from abroad and came straight here..." The moment she saw Xiaoying, her expression melted, and she started chatting with Xiaoying.
I walked to the window, but my gaze out was feigned; it was a cover for my inner turmoil. I hadn't expected her to suddenly appear in my house, and I always had a sense of dread about her, especially her eyes. She was a woman, or more precisely, a cold beauty, aloof and queen-like. She preferred a natural look, never wearing makeup, yet possessed an aura that most women couldn't match. Her gaze was incredibly sharp, making it impossible to meet her eyes. This cold beauty had an even colder name: Leng Bing Shuang (Cold Frost). She was the president of the company Xiaoying worked for, and Xiaoying's company was merely a brand under her umbrella. She came from a military family; her father and grandfather were both soldiers, with her grandfather holding the rank of lieutenant general. One of the largest listed companies in the city, and even the country, was her maternal grandfather's family business. You could say she was a second-generation rich kid, and also a second-generation revolutionary.
She herself is a black belt in Taekwondo, meaning she has everything a woman should have, and more, than she should. She wields considerable influence in the city and even the province. Yet, this same woman is Xiaoying's best friend. It's simply that as her subordinate, they share similar interests and quickly became inseparable. However, this successful woman, about my age, is still single, which I find rather strange.
In my career, I'm considered quite successful, but compared to her, I feel insignificant. It seems she comes from a military family, and in her presence, you always feel completely exposed. Perhaps this is why she's so successful in business as well. I've only met her once before, at her company's annual party. We only exchanged brief, symbolic greetings and conversation at the table. My impression of her was that she seemed to look down on all men, aloof and arrogant. Perhaps that's why she's still single. She makes men forever look up to her, never daring to look her in the eye.
Originally, I thought she was just visiting her subordinate, but I never imagined that she would play a crucial and decisive role in my future path and choices. Of course, that's a story for another time...

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