Irreversible pain

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After Xiaoying got dressed, she picked up her

phone, which she had "abandoned" all night. She turned it on and then froze.

I'm sure she saw the missed calls at that moment.

She held the phone for a long time, her expression constantly changing, before finally putting it on the bedside

table .

Seeing that she hadn't called me then, I knew she wasn't planning to forgive me yet.

After putting the phone away, Xiaoying started tidying our bed.

Normally, Xiaoying only needed to make the bed neatly; the pillows were easy to move.

My pillow was on the outside of the bed, and Xiaoying's was on the inside. Normally, Xiaoying wouldn't have

noticed what was under her pillow.

But perhaps it was a coincidence, or perhaps it was fate, but today Xiaoying suddenly felt like tidying the pillows. She had only

picked up her own pillow when she discovered the gift box underneath.

A hint of doubt flashed in her eyes. Xiaoying hadn't tidied the pillows yesterday morning; she had only made the bed neatly

, so it wasn't surprising that she had just discovered the gift box. At the same time, she couldn't be sure

when been placed there.

Xiaoying, who was deep in thought, suddenly looked startled, as if she had realized something. Her hand holding

the gift box began to tremble slightly.

Forgetting her shyness, she quickly went to her father's bedroom.

Her father was already dressed and sitting on the bed waiting, intending to leave

after

was caught off guard by Xiaoying's sudden entrance.

"Dad, this gift box..."

Xiaoying wasn't sure if she or her father had placed it there. Although she was pretty sure

it was her, she wanted to be sure—what if it was a gift from her father? Without

any shyness, she rushed into her father's bedroom and asked him directly, though she

suddenly didn't know how to ask.

"Wow, what a beautiful gift box! Who gave it to you? I didn't see you take it out last night!"

Her father seemed surprised, his eyes fixed on the gift box instead of Xiaoying, as if

afraid his suspicions would be exposed.

Watching her father "acting

," Xiaoying felt it was a waste that he wasn't an actor.

"No, I suddenly found it under my pillow this morning."

"This morning? Didn't you find it yesterday morning? When did it appear under your pillow?"

Her father continued, feigning surprise.

"I don't tidy my pillow every day. I didn't touch it yesterday morning, so I didn't find the

gift . Besides, the box is so small, even if I were lying on it, I wouldn't have felt it."

Xiaoying seemed to have realized something, and her face lit up with joy, her previously haggard face instantly

glowing .

"Oh, it seems Jincheng didn't forget your birthday at all. He secretly bought you

a gift and put it under your pillow so you could find it yourself, wanting to give you a surprise. You must have

misunderstood him."

Her father suddenly smiled, catching on to Xiaoying's thoughts, and explained accordingly.

"Hmm, it seems so."

Finally confirming that the gift was from her husband, Xiaoying's previously broken heart had completely healed,

leaving only overwhelming gratitude. At this moment, Xiaoying's body trembled slightly with excitement. Having experienced disappointment and pain

, the sudden surprise from her husband this morning had caused her immense emotional rollercoaster.

Xiaoying rushed to our bedroom, closed the door, and opened the

gift Her hands trembled as she opened it. For her, the gift itself wasn't important;

it was the thought that counted.

Inside the gift box lay a beautiful agate bracelet—

the over ten thousand yuan. Looking at the bracelet, Xiaoying could no longer control herself. Holding the bracelet,

she squatted down and began to sob, her cries filled not with sadness, but with overwhelming emotion. "

So it was the bracelet I was going to give Xiaoying. What happened?" I fell into deep thought. It turned out

I wasn't the only one who noticed Xiaoying's expression at the jewelry store that day; my father had also noticed her

fondness for the bracelet.

Starting last night when Xiaoying got off work, I slowly pieced together the whole story.

My father always remembered Xiaoying's birthday and also noticed her love for the bracelet. What he didn't

know was that I had also discovered the bracelet. By a twist of fate, my father secretly bought it as a birthday gift for

Xiaoying .

He took it out of the drawer this morning, meaning he had bought it yesterday, or even earlier

, waiting to give it to her on her birthday.

But things didn't go as planned. Perhaps my father intended to give the bracelet to Xiaoying at the dinner table, but due to my

carelessness, I forgot her birthday, causing her great sadness. After my father learned I had forgotten Xiaoying's

birthday and saw her heartbroken expression, he temporarily abandoned the idea of giving her the bracelet.

Imagine a husband forgetting his wife's birthday, leaving her heartbroken, while the father-in-law presents

her with a birthday gift that delights her. Wouldn't this seem like infidelity? It could even appear as if the husband

is competing with his son for his daughter-in-law's affections.

At the dinner table, I noticed a moment of hesitation from my father, but I didn't know what he was thinking

and didn't pay much attention. It seemed he was considering whether or not to give the bracelet to Xiaoying.

However, he didn't hesitate for long; in an instant, he made up his mind and ultimately didn't give the bracelet to Xiaoying on her birthday

.

After a night of passionate lovemaking, the lust subsided, and my father, preoccupied with the conflict between Xiaoying and me, fell into

deep thought. He decided to help repair the relationship between his son and daughter-in-law. After pondering for

a while in bed, he came up with the idea of secretly placing the bracelet under Xiaoying's pillow.

Once Xiaoying discovered it, all he needed to do was deny it outright, coupled with a superb acting performance, and Xiaoying

would surely believe it was a gift from me, a special birthday surprise. The joy after such a painful experience

would be all the more profound.

After crying for a while, Xiaoying seemed to remember something. She glanced at the wedding photo on the wall, then pursed her lips,

seemingly lost in thought—probably considering how to call me and explain what happened last night.

After a moment's consideration, Xiaoying called me. After hanging up, she held the bracelet, her face

beaming with joy and happiness; the weariness on her face had vanished.

Finally, Xiaoying checked the time; it was almost time for work. She put on the bracelet, then looked at it

repeatedly on her wrist, her eyes filled with unspoken affection.

Finally, Xiaoying went to work, and peace returned to the house.

After Xiaoying left, my father, looking somewhat tired, walked out of the living room and into the bedroom. Standing

there, his expression shifted constantly.

He had bought a gift, only to give it to his son. He had originally intended to use the bracelet to please Xiaoying

, and also to represent her gratitude for his efforts. But in the end, his goal was thwarted, and

his son had been the one who benefited.

Disappointment lingered on his face, but when he glanced up, he saw

the family photo on the living room wall.

In the photo, my father, Xiaoying, Hao Hao, and I—a large family portrait of the four of us.

My father gazed at the photo, his initial disappointment slowly transforming into warmth

and happiness, a sweet smile spreading across his face.

Yes, no matter what, as long as the family is harmonious, my son and daughter-in-law are loving, and my grandson Hao Hao

is growing up healthy, what more could I, as a father, ask for? As I watched the security camera footage, lost in thought, my

phone rang again. I thought it was Xiaoying calling again, but when I looked at the number, I realized it was my father

.

Seeing my father's call, I hesitated for a moment before answering, trying to

calm .

"Are you up, Jincheng?"

My father's voice sounded normal when I answered, but the fatigue in his voice was undeniable.

"Yes, I'm up, just getting ready for work,"

I replied calmly.

"Yesterday was Xiaoying's birthday, why didn't you call her? She was heartbroken for so long."

After a simple greeting, my father went straight to the point, scolding me,

though not harshly.

"I've been too busy lately, I forgot the date, I've been so busy I

don't ."

"Dad knows you're busy, but family comes first, work second. Xiaoying called you,

right?"

My father stopped blaming me, but his tone betrayed a hint of nervousness. After all, he'd had so

many , and last night they'd had a passionate lovemaking session; his voice carried a sense of guilt.

"Yes, Xiaoying called me. She said there was a gift under her pillow, and that it was a surprise from me.

"

Although I had already learned the whole story from the surveillance footage, I still pretended to be puzzled and asked

my father .

"Don't be surprised, I put the gift in there. I bought it myself. As an elder, I

planned give it to Xiaoying as a birthday present. After all, Xiaoying has always been very virtuous, taking care of this family

and being very filial to me, especially during my illness. When you got married, I didn't give

you any decent dowry, so this is my way of making it up to Xiaoying. It's just that you forgot Xiaoying's

birthday yesterday, so I didn't dare to take out the gift. If I had, Xiaoying would have been even more resentful. Also,

that money was all the money you gave me before, which I've been saving. It's your money,

so even though the gift was expensive, it's still your money. I'm just running errands for you. Don't be so

careless in the future."

My father was telling me this. Although not everything he said was entirely true, one thing was certain

: his gratitude and care for Xiaoying were genuine, and he also felt guilty towards me.

"Thank you, Dad, for helping me get away with this. By the time I remembered, it was too late, and

I was still thinking about how to make amends."

"No need to make amends. Just don't give yourself away. The gift is an agate bracelet, quite expensive

. I'm sure Xiaoying will be very touched; she won't be angry, she'll be even happier. As long as you two are

happy , Dad is content. Whether I give her a gift or not doesn't matter; the most important thing is that Xiaoying cares about your gift the most

. Okay, go eat and go to work, don't overwork yourself."

My father finished explaining things and was about to hang up, perhaps afraid of saying too much and making a mistake.

"Okay, Dad, take care of yourself too, bye."

After hanging up, I felt a mix of emotions, mostly gratitude and joy.

I thought about the dream I had this morning, where my father and Xiaoying were wearing wedding dresses and getting married. Now,

after my father's act of using Xiaoying's gift, I finally felt relieved.

Although this was just a small matter, it reflected many

issues for me.

First of all, although the father was very infatuated with Xiaoying's body and loved her very much, and his behavior when making love with her was

also very crazy, he ultimately did not choose to steal Xiaoying's heart.

In his heart, sex was insignificant compared to me, his son. His

sexual , though wild, were simply the instincts of a male. When a man's libido reaches

its limit, he often loses his reason during sex and behaves differently than usual, but he

returns .

There's a saying: "A man who isn't a rogue isn't developing normally." Isn't my father's sexual behavior just the instinct of a normal

man ? My father is having an affair with Xiaoying, and he's only satisfied with the affair and sex. As for

competing with me for his wife, or the wedding with Xiaoying in his dreams, those will never happen in reality. If it were

to happen, my father would probably rather die. The judgment of society, the ethical dilemmas, the incomprehension of relatives and friends,

the guilt and self-reproach—all weighing on him—who could bear it? My father has already gained immense satisfaction from our clandestine sexual encounters

. If one day their relationship affects my marriage with Xiaoying, I believe

he will make the right choice. Today, he gave Xiaoying the bracelet he originally intended for her in my name

, transferring this blessing to me, his son. I don't need to say more.

As my father said, I paid for the things he bought, and he has already enjoyed my

wife, Xiaoying. All of this is enough to offset what he has done for me. But I am still grateful to my father

. There's nothing else. If it weren't for what my father has done for me, I'm afraid Xiaoying wouldn't forgive me anytime soon.

I know how cold Xiaoying can be when she's angry; she won't stop until we've had a cold war for ten days or half a month

. Xiaoying uses emotional abuse.

Emotional abuse is even more terrifying. Sometimes it's better to have a big fight than to ignore you for ten days or half a month

, making you feel worse than death. Just like when Xiaoying ignored my father, it tormented him to the point that he

wanted to commit suicide.

After hanging up the phone, I quickly washed up and started my workday. The regret in my heart

had finally been eased, and I couldn't help but feel a little relieved. After this incident, my relationship with Xiaoying

hadn't weakened; in fact, it had warmed up somewhat. All of this was thanks to my father. However, thinking about my father and Xiaoying's

passionate lovemaking , I couldn't help but feel conflicted. Although I repeatedly

told myself I wouldn't dwell on my father and Xiaoying's relationship, as long as they didn't develop feelings for each other, seeing each of their

sexual encounters still brought a pang of pain that I couldn't avoid.

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