I Became the Matchmaker Between My Father and Wife - Chapter 183

After Xiaoying struggled to stand up straight, we slowly walked down the steps. At that moment, Xiaoying and I didn't know where to go. Go home? Was that still our home? Legally, we had no relationship anymore. All I could do now was go home and pack. Although I had decided to give all my assets to Xiaoying, I still had to take some personal belongings.
Xiaoying's body was limp; she seemed to lack even the strength to cry. Her face was pale and bloodless. We got into the car aimlessly. Although I appeared calm on the surface, I was incredibly heartbroken and saddened when I signed the papers. Thinking about it carefully, the fault for today's outcome wasn't entirely Xiaoying's or her father's; the root of the problem lay with me. I know that things have come to this point, leading to divorce, and I'm incredibly irresponsible; calling me a man wouldn't be an exaggeration. But there's no going back. I'm weak, irresponsible, and not a man. Even if I have to endure the world's condemnation, I have to do this. Because the memory of the wedding on the island is too painful to forget; I can't get over it. All I can think about is escaping. I know that after this incident, the trajectory of my life will be completely changed.
The car moved slowly, not along the road, but towards the end of the road for Xiaoying and me. When we arrived home, Xiaoying and I slowly went upstairs. Once in the room, I looked around the house again, then took out my travel suitcase and began packing my clothes and necessities. Xiaoying, however, sat blankly on the sofa, dressed, lost in thought, as if she had lost all her soul.
I had thought Xiaoying would talk to me after I got home, but she didn't. She just sat there quietly, her eyelids never blinking, an eerie silence. My heart was numb by then. Because my suitcase was limited, I had to take only what I needed most. Soon, I finished packing and put the suitcase in the living room. "Thump..." Only when the heavy suitcase hit the ground did Xiaoying's eyes flicker slightly. She looked up at the suitcase on the living room floor, then glanced at me, her eyes filled with a deathly stillness.
My biggest fear after divorcing Xiaoying is that she might do something drastic. Ever since I brought my father and Xiaoying together, my father has been hospitalized and nearly died, and I fell off a cliff and was hospitalized, almost never waking up again. I don't want Xiaoying to go to the hospital or lose her life again. My divorce is my way of ending it all, so that life can start anew. How will Xiaoying live after I leave? Will she remarry? Or continue her affair with my father? I no longer care about any of that; it's all irrelevant to me now. At this moment, I am nothing more than a coward who abandoned his wife and father, a coward who only knows how to run away…
I glanced at the time. When Hao Hao was about to get out of school, I planned to pick him up with our suitcases, and then the two of us would head off. I planned to buy a train ticket to Guangzhou, and we'd sit on the train. The journey from my home to Guangzhou would take almost 40 hours. I'd sit by the train, watching the scenery of each city we passed. Whichever city's scenery caught my eye, I'd take Hao Hao and get off there, starting afresh. So, I had absolutely no plan for which city to go next; it was all up to fate…
"Are you leaving tonight?" As I stared blankly at the clock on the wall, Xiaoying, sitting on the sofa, finally spoke. Her voice was filled with obvious sadness and deep depression. I didn't answer her, but simply nodded. Seeing me staring at the clock, she knew I was preparing to take Hao Hao and leave.
"Let's have one last dinner, just the two of us with Hao Hao, okay? I'll cook for you myself... just one last time..." Tears welled in Xiaoying's eyes. I turned my head away. To be honest, all I wanted to do was escape as quickly as possible, leave this house. Everything here kept replaying in my mind. But I couldn't refuse Xiaoying's request. After so many years together, was this request unreasonable?
I nodded again, and Xiaoying stopped crying, revealing a poignant smile. Xiaoying's smile had always been so sunny and beautiful, but lately it had lost its positivity. Xiaoying glanced at the time, then got up and took off her coat; she hadn't taken it off since coming home.
"You go pick up the kids in a bit, I'll cook at home, I'll just cook whatever I feel like..." Xiaoying's voice was very weak, this was the first time I had ever seen Xiaoying in such a weak state.
Xiaoying started busying herself in the kitchen. After waiting a while, I went downstairs to get my car and pick up the kids. While driving, I kept thinking about Xiaoying's condition today. Undoubtedly, this was the first time I'd seen her like this. The lifelessness in her eyes kept making me uneasy; I had a feeling something would happen to her after I left. It seems I have to make some preparations and contingency plans before I go.
After picking up Hao Hao, I went home. Xiao Ying cooked quickly, making only two simple dishes—not a lavish meal, but my favorite home-style dishes, and the two dishes I've eaten the most of so far. Of course, they're also Xiao Ying's specialty. Hao Hao is still young; he doesn't know that he's now in a single-parent family, legally without a mother, only his father as his guardian. He greeted Xiao Ying with a smile when he came in, then went straight to the table. This kid doesn't have any other special talents, except for his large appetite, which makes him very strong and healthy.
"Let's eat... how about a drink?" Xiaoying took off her apron and said to me, then went to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of red wine. I nodded. It was our last supper; what could I refuse? But I sensed something strange. After I picked Hao Hao up, Xiaoying suddenly seemed like a different person. Apart from being a little pale and haggard, she seemed to have lost all her worries, and her face seemed relaxed. Strange, so very strange.
At that moment, I glanced at the food and red wine on the table, and a sense of unease crept into my heart. Had Xiaoying poisoned the food? Was she trying to kill herself, Hao Hao, and me together? Even though we were divorced, did she want to die together? The thought seemed far-fetched, but it wasn't impossible under these circumstances. The divorce had been a huge blow to Xiaoying, and the thought of me taking Hao Hao away forever, leaving her all alone, filled me with unimaginable despair. What insane things wouldn't someone in a state of despair do?
Although I felt that the possibility of Xiaoying poisoning me was very small, I was still very careful. If I felt even slightly unwell, I would immediately call the police and an ambulance. In today's society, it is impossible for Xiaoying to buy a potent poison, so I kept my guard up.
Hao Hao ate heartily at the dinner table, while Xiao Ying gently served food to Hao Hao and me, eating very little herself. She looked at Hao Hao and me with endless tenderness and reluctance in her eyes. I could feel that Xiao Ying was trying hard to control her tears, not wanting to cry in front of her child.
"Cheers..." Xiaoying and I didn't say anything else while drinking, just those two short words. With our child around, Xiaoying and I couldn't talk about anything too sensitive. Haohao is already in kindergarten and has his own understanding. If he finds out something, it could affect his whole life.
"Son, eat more. You might not see your mother for a long time." After Xiaoying and I finished drinking, she put food on Hao Hao's plate again. Her reluctance was at its peak, and she could no longer hold back her tears.
"Why are you crying, Mommy?" Hao Hao quickly put down his chopsticks and bowl when he saw Xiao Ying crying. He reached out his little hands to wipe Xiao Ying's tears, his face showing a hint of confusion and panic.
"It's nothing. Your dad is taking you on a long trip after dinner. Mom can't go with you because of work. When you get there, you have to take good care of yourself. You're a man now, so be a good boy and listen to your dad, okay?" Xiaoying let Haohao wipe her tears, but no matter how much Haohao wiped, Xiaoying's tears wouldn't stop. Finally, Xiaoying grabbed Haohao's hand and said with utmost affection. Seeing this, I turned my head away. From an angle where Xiaoying and Haohao couldn't see, I touched the corner of my eye. The impending separation made my reluctance and sadness reach its peak.
"Okay, Mom, don't worry, I'll be a good boy. I won't play for long, and I'll come back to be with you soon..." Hao Hao said obediently.
"Yes, my good son..."
The meal ended, and the food, which had been incredibly delicious, tasted bitter to me. Xiaoying and I didn't eat much; Haohao ate most of it. After finishing the meal, Haohao drank his juice in large gulps. Xiaoying looked at me with teary eyes, as if trying to imprint my image in her eyes. I couldn't bear Xiaoying's gaze, so I could only watch Haohao, cheeks puffed out, "carefree" as he drank his juice.
"Haohao, let's go... we'll miss the bus..." Seeing that Haohao had almost finished eating, I glanced at the time on my phone and stood up to say. As soon as I said this, Xiaoying's body tensed up and began to tremble. What was bound to happen would happen eventually; no matter how long the time seemed, it would eventually come to an end.
I was about to dress Hao Hao, but before I could even reach out, Xiao Ying took the clothes from my hands and started dressing him. "A mother's thread in her hand, a traveler's clothes on his back; before his departure, she sews them carefully, fearing his long absence; who can say that a blade of grass can repay the warmth of spring?" This poem inevitably came to mind. Watching Xiao Ying dress Hao Hao with tears streaming down her face, I couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion. In this situation, I could only try my best to suppress my feelings.
Xiaoying used to be able to dress Hao Hao in half a minute, but this time it took her a full five minutes. Firstly, her hands were trembling, and she had to pull the zipper many times to get it right. Secondly, she wanted time to slow down so she could stay with us for as long as possible.
"Son, give Mom a kiss..." Xiaoying finally finished turning the clothes around. She squatted down and hugged Hao Hao, her eyes filled with boundless love and pain.
"Pop... Mom, don't worry, I'll be back soon..." Hao Hao is still young and loves to play. He's heard that traveling is his favorite thing, and he doesn't realize that the adult world is actually incredibly complex. It will be a few years before he discovers the special meaning behind this dinner.
"Give me a hug..." After hugging Hao Hao, Xiao Ying stood up, opened her arms, and rushed towards me, tears still streaming down her face. I didn't say anything, put down my suitcase, and hugged Xiao Ying back. This time, we hugged very tightly, for a long time; Xiao Ying wouldn't let go. After about a minute, Xiao Ying and I separated. I didn't dare look at her again. I picked up my suitcase with one hand, scooped up Hao Hao with the other, and went straight out the door.
"Goodbye, Mom..." Hao Hao waved to Xiao Ying in my arms as the door was about to close. "Bang..." The door slammed shut, and everything became a permanent separation. With my back to Xiao Ying, holding my luggage in one hand and Hao Hao in the other, I couldn't hold back my tears any longer, and they streamed down my face. I don't know how long it's been since I last cried...

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