I Became the Matchmaker Between My Father and Wife - Chapter 351

The small boat finally reached the shore. I paid the boat owner and quickly disembarked, running towards the island. My father's house was getting closer and closer, and I could almost see the figures of two people in the window in the distance.
The island's facilities have changed quite a bit. After all, I haven't been here for a long time, and seeing every blade of grass and every tree here evokes those heavy memories. At this moment, I couldn't care less about anything else and kept running towards the little house. As I got closer and closer to the little house, my heart became tense, and I became more cautious.
I can't just barge into the house like that. If Xiaoying hadn't caused a misunderstanding with my father, how would I explain my purpose to him? And even if Xiaoying were here, and the two of them didn't have any physical relationship but just had normal contact, what would I say?
I stopped about 100 meters away from the cabin. It was too late to start coloring now, which gave me the best camouflage.
The situation was so similar to last time. Was the scene on the island going to repeat itself? I tiptoed slowly toward the small house. The curtains were already drawn, and they seemed to have been changed. I couldn't see anything inside. The lights in the house were off. I remembered seeing lights in the distance. Looking back, I realized they were the indicator lights for the island's electrical equipment.
Because the weather was getting cooler, the doors were all tightly closed. I walked around the house several times. The other room, though the curtains weren't drawn, was completely empty. The kitchen was at the back of the house, and that too was dark. Had the two of them not cooked?
Did they start doing it right there in the bedroom? The whole house is completely dark now; perhaps the two of them are already having sex in the darkness.
I went around to the front of the house again, and stood outside the door pacing back and forth, pressing my ear against the door and the glass, but I couldn't hear a sound at all.
It wasn't that the house was well soundproofed; it was just that the island was too noisy—the wind rustling through the grass, and the rushing river. The island was very cold at night, and being so empty, I was suddenly dressed lightly, and I couldn't help but hug my arms together, shivering from the cold. I hesitated at the door, my hand repeatedly touching the doorknob, then withdrawing it.
I kept picturing the scene that had happened: Xiaoying wearing a wedding dress with her father and having sex with Zuo Ai, while I was outside all night, shivering from the cold. I will never forget that feeling.
Thinking about all this, and recalling the night Xiaoying and her father relaxed, the scenes of breast massage and anal licking replayed in my mind, instantly extinguishing any remaining rationality and sense of remorse. Imagining what might be happening in the house, I took a deep breath, gripped the doorknob with both hands, and pulled hard. I was ready to go in and "catch them in the act," then confront Xiaoying completely, and make things clear with both of them in front of my father. This time, I wouldn't jump off the cliff again, nor would I back down. I would just make things clear face to face, and this time I would completely vent all the bitterness in my heart.
"Click..." I yanked hard, but the door wouldn't open. I tried again, but still no luck. After a few attempts, I realized the door was locked. Was it locked from the inside? Or was there no one in the house? Since I'd already alerted them, I didn't care about anything else. "Knock, knock, knock..." I started banging on the door, but by the end, my hands were sore, and still no one answered.
It seems my father wasn't home at all. If he wasn't on the island, then where did he go? I took out my phone again and called my father and Xiaoying. This time, my father's phone wasn't unreachable; like Xiaoying's, it was switched off.
It seems Xiaoying and her father aren't on the island. Where did her father go? Where did Xiaoying go? Where are they now? Are they together? Did they go to a hotel? You know, although they've had sex countless times, it's always been limited to the island and their home; it's never happened anywhere else.
It's quite possible that the two of them went to a hotel. Not for any other reason than the quiet and peaceful room, and most importantly, the absence of security cameras to monitor them. Furthermore, no one could find them; they were completely out of my sight. The more I thought about it, the more astonished I became. In such a large city, finding my father and Xiaoying was like finding a needle in a haystack.
Since my search here was fruitless, I could only walk towards the riverbank. I was very discouraged at this point, and thinking about what might have happened between my mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the hotel, I felt extremely angry. But I couldn't find them, and I couldn't get through on the phone. I vowed to myself that if Xiaoying came back and confessed to me, I would let it go; otherwise, I would rather fight to the death.
When I reached the riverbank, I called the boat owner. Looking back at the dark island, I felt utterly helpless, my mood at its lowest point. The boat arrived, and I boarded. I drifted further and further away from the island. Should I go home to wait for Xiaoying or go back to the company? Suddenly, I felt like I had become homeless.
When I returned to the riverbank, seeing couples strolling along the river and my own empty surroundings, I felt a profound sense of irony in that atmosphere.
I was initially angry with Xiaoying and didn't want to go home, but I couldn't resist my worry and curiosity, so I hailed a taxi and headed home. When I arrived at the apartment complex, I could see from afar that the lights on my floor were off. I glanced at the time; it was already 6:48 PM.
Was Xiaoying already asleep when she got back? When I got to the front door, I took out my key and opened the door, only to find the room still dark. I turned on the light, and the house was empty. The bouquet of roses I bought was still on the back of the sofa.
I sat on the sofa, looking at the bouquet of roses I had carefully prepared, and felt a pang of sadness. I picked up the roses, wanting to throw them on the ground, but as I raised them, I couldn't bring myself to do it. Perhaps I was being too pessimistic; perhaps Xiaoying had simply gone out to visit her best friend to clear her head—after all, she hadn't been out in a long time.
It's only seven o'clock, there's still plenty of time. I'll wait a little longer; perhaps Xiaoying is still angry, which is why she turned off her phone. But there's still one mystery: her father isn't on the island, where did he go?
His phone was off too. Perhaps my father had gone out to dinner with his colleagues. This had happened before; my father often ate and drank with people from the power company. It was just too coincidental that my father and Xiaoying were both not where they should be, and their phones were off, which made me start to wonder.
Time ticked by, and I called Xiaoying every half hour, but her phone was always off. It was past midnight; I'd made countless calls, but I still couldn't reach her.
Xiaoying hasn't come back either. Is she out drinking alone? Did she get drunk and get picked up by someone?
I've read many reports about men frequenting brothels, such as bars and nightclubs. They'll wait in their cars outside, and often single women, drinking alone, will be taken to hotels by these men. After the night, these women often forget who the man was, and the matter is usually dropped. Could it be…?
Xiaoying's relationship with her father is already the limit of my tolerance. If she were to lose her virginity to another man... could I accept it? Could I be as magnanimous as I was when I lost my virginity to my father?
I barely slept that night. By 7 a.m., Xiaoying still hadn't turned back. I spent the whole night sitting on the sofa, worrying all night. I kept calling Xiaoying and my father, but I couldn't get through.
I even considered calling the police, but I was afraid that the moment the police found Xiaoying and her father, they would be in a hotel room, naked. I don't know how they got through that night.
I went to the bathroom to wash up, then picked up the bouquet of roses. I thought about it carefully. No matter what, I had kept my promise to Xiaoying. I put the roses in the vase on the balcony.
Then she went to work, without a single pair of pajamas, and the suspicions in her heart almost drove her to a breakdown.
Xiaoying, where are you? Where did you go?
Will you come back? Will you be with your father?

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