bayedsolid Chapter 526 Gap
Chapter 526 Gap
Chapter 526: Gap
The next day, the sun came in through the gap in the curtains. Qiuyan stretched herself and said, "Ouch!" Suddenly, her whole body, even the joints between her bones, ached.
"What's wrong with Yan Zi? Where does it hurt?" Hearing Qiu Yan cry out in pain, Principal Zhang immediately turned around and looked at Qiu Yan, then immediately pulled her by the hand and stroked Qiu Yan's hand.
"It's all your fault. You're using too much force. Now even the joints between my bones hurt," Qiu said coyly. Her husband felt numb all over after hearing her soft voice.
"I'm sorry, Yan Zi, I hurt you. It's all my fault. Maybe it's because we haven't seen each other for too long..." Principal Zhang seemed a little unable to speak.
In the dim room, the warm yellow light cast an ambiguous shadow on the wall. Qiuyan sat on the bed, her body slightly hunched, her hands folded awkwardly on her legs.
She raised her head slightly, her eyes full of tenderness and understanding, her voice as gentle as the spring breeze blowing past your ears, and she said slowly: "I don't blame you, after all, you are also a normal man."
The tone was gentle, and seemed to carry a hint of pity, which easily touched the softest string in people's hearts, making people unable to help but feel pity.
Yes, they have been together for a long, long time. The time they spent together is like a long scroll, slowly unfolding in their memories. They picked fresh vegetables together in the morning market, bargaining with vendors for a few cents; strolled together on the streets on summer nights, sharing an ice cream, feeling the warmth of each other's fingertips; snuggled together in the quilt in winter, resisting the cold. Those ordinary and warm fragments have become indelible memories between them.
However, although their feelings have long been as mellow as aged wine, reality is like an invisible shackle that binds them. They have not officially remarried, and the certificate that symbolizes a legal marriage has never been in their hands.
It was as if the feelings between them, though intense and passionate, lacked a secular guarantee. Whenever Qiuyan thought of this, she would feel a pang of bitterness in her heart.
Moreover, there are my parents-in-law at home. They have always adhered to traditional concepts and attached great importance to the rituals and procedures of marriage.
In this small but homely home, the attitude of her parents-in-law was like an invisible mountain, weighing them down to the point of suffocation.
They cannot express their love without restraint in front of their family members like ordinary couples; they cannot sleep in each other's arms at night without worrying about being caught by their elders; they cannot fully enjoy the intimacy and sweetness between husband and wife in their daily lives.
Qiuyan stood quietly in front of the window. The autumn wind outside the window blew gently, bringing a few yellow leaves and swirling in the air. She raised her head slightly and sighed softly. The sigh seemed to be carried by the autumn wind and dissipated in the air. A trace of helplessness flashed across her eyes, like a ripple suddenly passing through the calm lake, fleeting but clear and perceptible.
Her thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the little moments she had spent with her lover in the past. Their love, from the initial heartbeat to the later understanding and companionship, was not easy at every step.
The opposition from their family is like a mountain, weighing heavily on their hearts; the secular views of the society are like invisible shackles, restraining their steps.
Every quarrel and every misunderstanding was like a wave in a storm, impacting the boat of their love. She knew that their love journey was like a thorny path in autumn, full of countless ups and downs and challenges.
However, even though the road ahead was so difficult, there was always a blazing flame burning in Qiuyan's heart.
She firmly believed that love was the most powerful force in the world and could overcome all difficulties. As long as they loved each other, this love would be like a solid bridge that could cross all the ravines.
She couldn't help but imagine the future: they would be wearing gorgeous dresses and holding a warm and romantic wedding in the exotic United States.
The white wedding dress sparkled in the sun, and her lover's affectionate eyes locked onto her. At that moment, time seemed to have stopped.
After the wedding, they returned to China and walked into the marriage registration office with full of happiness and expectations.
When the staff solemnly stamped their marriage and handed them the red marriage certificate, they became a legal couple.
From now on, they will face the ups and downs of life together under the protection of the law. This marriage is not just a certificate, but also a testimony of their love and their lifelong commitment to each other.
Thinking of this, Qiuyan's mouth corners slightly raised, and her eyes flashed with determination. She believed that as long as they hugged each other tightly and supported each other, they would be able to break through these obstacles and usher in their own happiness. That happiness, like the warm sunshine in autumn, would illuminate every day of their future.
Principal Zhang looked at his phone and it was already 9 a.m. "Dear, you can continue to sleep. I'll call the waiter to bring our breakfast up."
My husband immediately called the front desk and said, "Hello, please deliver breakfast to room 1586." This is a five-star hotel, so they provide this service.
After hearing her husband's call, the content of the call was like a heavy hammer, hitting Qiuyan's heart hard. Her thoughts instantly ran wild like a wild horse, and the prosperous and dazzling appearance of first-tier cities involuntarily emerged in her mind.
There, tall buildings stand side by side, the streets are crowded with traffic, every corner seems to exude the charm of money, and people's lives are rich and colorful, full of opportunities and possibilities.
In sharp contrast is the third-tier city where she lives, where the streets are narrow and old, business atmosphere is weak, and most people are busy working hard for a meager income.
This is the difference between first-tier cities and third-tier cities. One is like the clouds high above, while the other is like a depression deep in the mud.
At the same time, another strong contrast emerged in Qiuyan's heart, that is, the difference between rich people and poor people.
Rich people can enjoy life as they please. They go to high-end places, wear gorgeous clothes, and taste delicacies from land and sea.
On the other hand, those who have no money have to carefully calculate the daily necessities of life, and they are always worried about their children's tuition and the medical expenses of the elderly. This gap is like an unbridgeable chasm between people of different classes.
At this moment, her thoughts naturally drifted to the poor students in her class. The faces of those children emerged in her mind one by one, and their eyes always revealed a maturity and understanding that was inconsistent with their age.
Because their families had no money, their parents had to leave their hometowns and go to distant cities to work, so these children had no choice but to live with their grandparents.
Thinking about the little figures of those children, Qiuyan felt a pang of pain in her heart. They were so young, they should have grown up happily under the care of their parents and enjoyed the warmth of the family. However, the reality was so cruel.
In the absence of their parents, they have to learn to wash their own clothes, cook, and help with all kinds of housework at home. While other children are playing coquettishly in their parents' arms, they can only look into the distance, missing their parents who are working far away.
In their childhood, they had no parents around to ask about their well-being, no parents to accompany them to participate in school activities, and no parents to encourage and support them when they encountered difficulties. They are like a group of lonely birds, growing up in the wind and rain, not knowing where the future will lead them...