What the husband couldn't give, the father-in-law gave.

Xiaoying and I packed our things and set off.

All the way, I kept wondering what gift Xiaoying would give my father—it was so mysterious, and would she let him

open it in front of me? Although curious, I didn't ask. Being too curious might

give me away.

Finally, we arrived at the island in the middle of the river by boat, and Xiaoying and I went into my father's small house.

Because I wanted to surprise him, I hadn't called to tell him we were coming.

When Xiaoying and I entered, my father was wearing an apron,

making dumplings by himself with his hands covered in flour—the simplest kind of dumplings with chives and eggs.

He hadn't prepared any other dishes.

When he saw Xiaoying and me suddenly enter, his hands stopped making dumplings. Seeing that Xiaoying

was there too, a flicker of panic crossed his eyes, mixed with a hidden joy and longing, but this emotion vanished

in an instant .

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming? I thought I was celebrating my birthday alone today

, so I just planned to make some dumplings. I didn't prepare any other dishes."

Seeing the Moutai liquor and dishes in my hand, my father quickly wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeve,

his face apologetic. He seemed quite surprised by our sudden arrival.

Looking at his sweaty forehead and flour-covered hands, I felt a

lump in my throat for some reason.

Today was my father's birthday. He had always refused to celebrate with the family, so he had made himself some dumplings on this deserted island

, without even preparing any meat or vegetables. You could say he was just making do

with a very simple and ordinary birthday celebration.

My father is getting old, and he raised me single-handedly, even Hao Hao was raised by him. No matter

what mistakes he has made, he is still the father who gave me life and raised me.

Now, because of my own scheme, I've driven my father to the point where he can't even have a home. He's suffered so much

, and at this moment, for the first time since the beginning, I truly feel regret. Did I really make a mistake? I

quickly turned my head and gently wiped the corners of my eyes. Xiaoying saw the tears in my eyes, and she sniffed hard;

I knew she was also feeling terrible.

I put down the dishes and wine I was holding and quickly washed my hands.

"Dad, come on, let's make dumplings together. Today, Xiaoying and I are celebrating your birthday together. Haohao was picked up by my

mother-in-law . Tonight, let's drink until we drop."

After washing my hands, I sat on the kang (heated brick bed) and made dumplings with my father. I had originally planned to bring Haohao to celebrate

my father's birthday, but considering Haohao's lively and active nature, and the vastness of Jiangxin Island, with its hidden forests and

bushes full of dangers, I worried that if we drank too much and couldn't keep an eye on him, something could easily happen. Ultimately

, for safety reasons, I abandoned the plan to bring Haohao.

"You two can wrap them, but don't wrap too many. Jincheng and I bought a lot of vegetables today, I'll go cook them. Dad

, give me your apron."

Xiaoying put down what she was carrying and watched my father and me wrap dumplings. Because of the limited space on the kang (heated brick bed),

she couldn't help, so she decided to go wash and cook the vegetables.

When my father heard Xiaoying speak to him, he quickly took off his apron and handed it to her. He glanced at

Xiaoying at first, then looked down and turned his gaze away. It was clear that my father still couldn't truly face Xiaoying with openness

.

On the other hand, after this period of reflection and adjustment, Xiaoying was able to face my father with openness.

The coldness in her eyes was gone, replaced by a hint of care and heartache.

I noticed Xiaoying's change; it was a very important change.

Finally, the food was ready, and the three of us sat at the table. My father sat on the kang, and

Xiaoying and I sat on stools on either side of him.

Dinner tonight was surprisingly lavish because of Xiaoying and my arrival. There was spicy stir-fried clams, spicy pickled

fish, and mixed vegetables. I opened a bottle of Moutai and started drinking with my father. Xiaoying

toasted him at first, then didn't touch her drink anymore,

considering that if we drank too much, we'd need someone sober to look after us.

"Dad, this is a gift Jincheng and I prepared for you."

After a few rounds of drinks, Xiaoying suddenly took the wrapped gift out of her bag and placed it in

front of .

My father seemed very happy because of Xiaoying and my arrival; perhaps he hadn't been this relaxed in a long time.

I felt strange. Wasn't this gift prepared by Xiaoying herself for my father? Why did she say it was

prepared with me? I became increasingly curious about what was inside.

"Didn't you prepare this gift yourself? I don't even know what's inside."

I didn't give Xiaoying any "face," directly "exposing"

her in front of my father.

Xiaoying pouted and gently nudged me with her elbow. I covered my mouth and chuckled after my

prank .

My father watched Xiaoying and me playing around, a hint of comfort and envy flashing in his eyes. Hearing my words,

a knowing look appeared on his face.

"I'm already very happy that you two came to celebrate my birthday with me. Why did you prepare a gift?"

My father looked a little surprised when he saw the gift. In the past, we

would prepare a lavish meal and cake for my father's birthday, and today was no exception. Occasionally, we would buy him

clothes or shoes.

But we had never prepared any other gifts for him before, especially since this was the first time Xiaoying had prepared

a gift for him alone. So my father seemed a little surprised, even flattered.

"Open it and see if you like it,"

Xiaoying said to my father after glancing at me.

More exciting novels are available at www.net.net, the No. 1 novel website. When she looked at me, she suddenly winked at me mischievously, as if to say, "Didn't you always want to see what's inside

? " Hearing Xiaoying ask her father to open it on the spot, my heart was filled with anticipation. What could it be? My father gently unwrapped the packaging paper and finally opened the box. The contents of the box were fully revealed to my father and me. There were two items. One was a brown sandalwood pipe, the kind that looked very high- end . Just by looking at this pipe, you could tell it was expensive, at least several dollars. The other item seemed a bit special; it contained some medical care necessities, including cotton swabs, disinfectant, and bandages . Seeing the second item, I felt there was a peculiar smell, but I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was. My father picked up the pipe, holding it in his hands with obvious affection. But when he saw the bandages and disinfectant , his face suddenly stiffened, as if he had thought of something. His expression changed in an instant , but I caught that fleeting moment. "Dad, Jincheng told me you've started smoking again. Smoking is very bad for your health. If you can quit, try to . I'm not giving you this pipe to encourage you to smoke. If you really want to, use this pipe. It has a filter that minimizes the harm of smoke to your body," Xiaoying said gently to her father. Her tone was natural and ordinary, full of filial piety . However, because of their intimate encounter that night, her natural words seemed to carry a different flavor—a flavor only I could discern. Seeing the pipe Xiaoying had given me, I couldn't help but admire her thoughtfulness. Everyone knows that dry tobacco is made from unprocessed, raw tobacco leaves rolled in plain white paper and then smoked directly. Therefore, dry tobacco is more harmful than packaged cigarettes. However, because it's strong , some elderly people enjoy smoking it. With Xiaoying's pipe, we can avoid rolling cigarettes in white paper. Without the burning of paper, some of . The pipe's filter also filters nicotine, minimizing the harm of dry tobacco to my father's health. "Besides, these basic medical supplies are essential. In case he gets any minor injuries on the island, we can treat them . After all, there's no hospital on the island, so these things are indispensable." At this moment, I finally remembered the significance of these items. Weren't these the things Xiaoying used to treat my father's bite marks that day? After Xiaoying treated the wound, she spoke coldly. The heartbroken father didn't realize the concern hidden beneath her seemingly indifferent facade. With these reminders, perhaps he could reconsider the situation and discover that Xiaoying's actions weren't just about erasing the marks , but also about her deepest, most hidden care and concern for him. Seeing his shock and the pipe, I think he truly understands Xiaoying's meaning now . Hearing her explanation, a hint of relief, even a sense of liberation, flashed in his eyes. Clearly, Xiaoying's pipe and medical supplies carried profound care and understanding . Tears welled up in his eyes; he quickly wiped them away and sniffled. He lowered his head to compose himself, then looked up at me. Seeing my natural expression , he seemed to breathe a slight sigh of relief. "Thank you, Xiaoying and Jincheng. I really like these gifts. I'm so touched that you came to celebrate my birthday with me and gave me these gifts. I appreciate your kindness. Today's gifts are very special and precious," my father said affectionately, looking at Xiaoying and me. Had my father already understood Xiaoying's meaning? He didn't thank Xiaoying alone, but thanked both of us. He pretended that the gifts were prepared by the two of us together, cleverly covering up . I must say, experience counts; my father's actions were meticulous, leaving no room for doubt . He believed that only he and Xiaoying knew the meaning behind these two gifts, never expecting that I would truly understand . My father rewrapped the gifts and placed them on the kang (heated brick bed). Receiving Xiaoying's "special" gifts, my father seemed very happy and began toasting with me. Before we knew it, we had drunk more than half of the two bottles of Moutai. Finally, under Xiaoying's strong insistence, my father and I had to stop drinking. My father and I were both quite drunk. Actually, I was still fairly sober, and my father seemed to be as well, at least his speech was still quite coherent, though we were both a little unsteady on our feet. Xiaoying helped my father and me onto the kang (a heated brick bed), and then she started cleaning up the mess by herself. Fueled by the alcohol, I wanted to just fall asleep, but I also had a tinge of anticipation. After their suggestive exchanges during the day, would they spark something again tonight while I was "unconscious"? With this expectation, I tried to control my consciousness, closing my eyes and pretending to sleep, while simultaneously keeping my brain working at full speed to maintain a final bit of alertness. I paid attention to everything around me, and as time passed, my anticipation grew increasingly urgent . But after a long time, all I heard was the clatter of Xiaoying washing dishes in the kitchen and the sound of sweeping ; nothing else seemed out of the ordinary. I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Because my hearing was focused on the kitchen, I hadn't noticed my father beside me.

After noticing that Xiaoying in the kitchen seemed fine for the time being, I focused my attention on my father beside me.

I noticed something was wrong with him; his breathing was uneven, sometimes rapid,

sometimes even, and he occasionally let out a soft sigh.

It was clear that my father wasn't asleep at all and was extremely agitated. He

had received many "secret

messages" from Xiaoying throughout the night.

Because I had drunk a lot, waves of drowsiness were overwhelming me. Having experienced

this before, I had tried to wait, but I couldn't resist the sleepiness and drifted off

, missing many moments between my father and Xiaoying.

This time, I was determined to resist. My hand naturally rested on my thigh, and whenever I couldn't resist

the sleepiness, I would secretly pinch my inner thigh with my fingernails.

As everyone knows, the inner thigh is very sensitive; even a light pinch can be very painful, so

that pain can keep me awake for a long time.

I don't know how much time passed, but just as I had pinched my inner thigh several times

until , my father finally got up. He carefully stepped onto the bed, and I heard the sound of his shoes putting on. Because

my father and I were drunk, Xiaoying, being a woman, couldn't undress both of us, so we

lay .

Due to the limited space in the bedroom, only my father and I were on the kang, and Xiaoying planned to spend the night alone on the folding chair in

the kitchen .

I couldn't help but think that my father must have gotten up to use the toilet, though I couldn't help but feel a little

hopeful .

There were no indoor toilets on the island, only a simple rural-style toilet built by the river.

My father's footsteps began to walk towards the kitchen, because the main entrance to the house was in the kitchen, and outside was just

outside.

My father's steps were slow, and I listened carefully to his footsteps with my eyes closed. When he reached the kitchen

, his footsteps suddenly stopped. At that moment, Xiaoying must have been lying on the folding chair, and my father must have

seen her.

Time seemed to stand still. Just as I thought something was about to happen, my father's footsteps

resumed , gradually moving towards the outside and fading away.

It turned out he really had gone outside to relieve himself.

Hearing this, I felt a pang of disappointment, but also a slight sense of relief.

However, before I could fully relax,

a crisp "creak" came from the kitchen. My heart tightened at the sound, because it

came from the folding chair.

I quickly calmed myself, maintaining even breathing and stabilizing my inner turmoil.

After the sound, I heard the clatter of high heels on the floor. It was Xiaoying;

she must have gotten up from the chair and was putting on her shoes, which explained the sudden creak

.

What

was Xiaoying up to? My father hadn't returned yet, and

Xiaoying's footsteps suddenly moved towards the bedroom, very lightly, until they stopped beside me.

My heart was pounding, and I was incredibly confused. What was Xiaoying up to? A moment later, I suddenly smelled

a faint fragrance, a scent unique to Xiaoying. A few strands of her hair brushed against my

face, very lightly.

Was Xiaoying checking if I was asleep? Xiaoying gently nudged my head, and I tried my best to pretend to be asleep

.

Sensing I was truly asleep, Xiaoying let out a soft sigh.

Then, she walked very quietly outside, her voice slowly fading into the night.

Had Xiaoying gone to see her father? Were they planning a "wild encounter" on the island? Had their

second spring arrived so quickly? I couldn't imagine it. I didn't want to miss a single moment.

There were no security cameras on the island; if something happened between Xiaoying and her father, I wouldn't know afterward.

Time was of the essence. Driven by curiosity, I took a risk and quietly got out of bed to put on my shoes.

My steps were light, like a cat's, but quick. I controlled my pace as I walked towards the toilet

.

The island was covered in dense grass and towering trees, making it easy to find a hiding place.

I spotted Xiaoying ahead and followed her like a thief. Drunk

, my steps were unsteady, and I had to concentrate hard to control them.

The toilet was about five meters from the house, a bit far, but since it was near the water, the river

would wash away the waste, and the distance would prevent the smell from being carried into the house by the wind.

The path to the toilet was winding; the house was on higher ground, while the toilet was on lower ground,

so the two were connected by a meandering path.

This made it easier for me to hide without being discovered.

Soon, my father came into view. He had finished using the toilet and was returning

. Xiaoying stood in the middle of the path waiting for him.

When my father saw Xiaoying standing in the middle of the path, he stopped abruptly, staring at her blankly,

seemingly , wondering what she was doing standing in the middle of the road.

At that moment, Xiaoying, dressed in white, was like Sadako descending to earth; anyone who suddenly saw her at night would be

startled .

I hid not far from my father and Xiaoying, concealed in the grass. A gentle breeze

was blowing in my face, and their voices carried clearly to my ears.

"Pfft," a soft laugh came; it turned out my father had been startled by Xiaoying's sudden appearance.

Seeing her dazed and silly appearance, Xiaoying couldn't help but burst out laughing.

After recognizing Xiaoying, her father gave an awkward smile and slowly walked towards her.

"Aren't you afraid to come out alone so late at night? Why didn't you wake Jincheng to come out with you?"

Reaching Xiaoying's side, her father seemed unable to find a topic of conversation. He assumed Xiaoying had also come to use the restroom,

so offered a concerned inquiry.

"He's sleeping like a log. I came to find you,"

Xiaoying stopped laughing and said softly to her father. Her words were gentle, unlike her usual coldness

.

Hearing that Xiaoying had come to find him, her father was suddenly stunned.

I secretly peeked my head out from the bushes, and by the moonlight reflected from the river, I could vaguely see

my father 's expression.

"Dad, come to your house."

Because Xiaoying's back was to me, I couldn't see her expression clearly, but upon hearing her words, my father's

face lit up with joy. However, he still didn't speak, seemingly waiting for Xiaoying to continue.

"You're getting old. Living on this island in the middle of the river isn't a long-term solution.

What happened is already over, and I don't want to bring it up again. As long as you come, I won't hold those things against you anymore.

Let's pretend it never happened. After all, the responsibility for what happened wasn't entirely yours. If

I hadn't intervened, it wouldn't have happened. I will continue to be filial to you with Jincheng, just like before, and take care of you in

your old age off in your final days. You will still be my father-in-law, and I will still be your daughter-in-law."

Xiaoying looked at her father without speaking and began to softly express her inner thoughts.

"I hope everything that happened between us can be considered a dream. From the beginning, we both made mistakes.

Actually, I've always felt uneasy, but what's done is done, and there's no going back. However, I hope that no third person will ever know about

what happened . Let's pretend it never happened. Our family can still be like before

. Come on, Dad."

Hearing this, I understood what Xiaoying meant. After all, Xiaoying is a kind-hearted woman and

has always been very filial to her father. After adjusting for the situation and seeing everything her father was going through on the island, she

still couldn't resist her compassion.

She wanted her father to enjoy his later years in peace, but this also indirectly avoided him. She would take care of him

with , but from now on, she would never have any intimate contact with him again. Everything was just a dream

, an illusion.

Xiaoying had forgiven her father, but she didn't want anything to happen between them again, completely severing their

illicit affair.

Hearing Xiaoying say this, a flicker of pain crossed her father's face, like a man suddenly

abandoned by the woman he loved. I think at that moment, her father felt some comfort, but even more pain.

After all, Xiaoying's meaning was clear: their ambiguous relationship was in the past and would never happen again

; they would return to a normal father-in-law/daughter-in-law relationship.

But a sense of relief also appeared on her father's face. Wasn't this the best ending, or perhaps the

inevitable one? It was already destined the moment he put Xiaoying on the wall.

"It's better if I don't go. I haven't explained what happened that time to you, but I really

couldn't control myself that night. I really don't know why. I've been blaming myself. I'm

so glad you persuaded me to go. I admit, part of the reason I came to Jiangxin Island was to escape, but more so for

our family. Being alone on this island allows me to forget my troubles. Life here

is carefree , and I'm content. When I'm not at home, as long as I don't see you, I forget many things and worries. If

I go home, I can't guarantee I won't do anything else. After all, every time I see

you, I can't help but feel myself growing."

After hearing Xiaoying's words, the father thought for a while, and then simply and subtly stated his decision.

Not seeing Xiaoying would reduce his longing for her and allow him to better control his emotions. Out of sight, out of mind

. It was a rejection, but wasn't it also a confession?

"Dad, I know how you feel. I can only say that in this life, I can only be your daughter-in-law. I love Jincheng, and

no one can shake his place in my heart. If there is an afterlife..."

Xiaoying's voice was already trembling with tears after hearing her father's words. How could she not understand her father's subtle confession

? However, Xiaoying could not accept her father's confession. Her heart must have been aching too, but she

could only cruelly reject him to prevent the two of them from continuing down the wrong path, even though rejecting him at this time felt like locking the barn door

after the horse had bolted .

"Dad, you are welcome to come home whenever you miss home. Jincheng might wake up at any time, let's

go quickly."

After Xiaoying finished speaking, she turned around abruptly. She seemed unwilling to communicate with her father any longer, because she

was unable to control her emotions. I could clearly see her secretly wiping away her tears. She lowered her head

and slowly took her steps. Her father watched her back from behind, the emotions in his eyes lingering for a long time

.

Seeing that my father and Xiaoying were preparing to take the house, I quickly slipped

into the house before they did, using the cover of darkness and the bushes.

I took off my shoes, lay quietly on the kang (a heated brick bed), and remained motionless in the same position.

I was touched by Xiaoying's reaction to my father's refusal, because I had always been number one in her heart

, but I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. Was this the end of it all? Xiaoying's high heels were heard first entering

the kitchen, followed by the sound of a reclining chair. Soon after, my father entered the bedroom and lay down on the kang.

Both of them seemed emotionally unstable. My father seemed to be in great pain. Although he had already guessed

the outcome, he still couldn't suppress his inner pain when Xiaoying told him the truth to his face.

Xiaoying cruelly rejected her father, though her heart was filled with reluctance. After all, the "sexual love

" he provided was something I couldn't give him, and that wonderful "bliss" lingered in her memory. Through their past

interactions, her father had successfully entered her heart, albeit only a small part.

Ultimately, however, she made a clear and

unwavering . Only she knew the depth of her inner turmoil.

Everything fell silent, except for the occasional

sobs from my father beside me and Xiaoying in the kitchen, their sounds echoing in the desolate night.

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