On that sunny afternoon, Li Qiang pushed open the door of his house, and the house was peaceful. Li Ming sat on the sofa, flipping through unknown magazines in his hands, while Wang Fang quietly embroidered flowers next to him, and the two seemed to be caught up in their own worlds and rarely talked. Li Qiang looked at this scene, feeling a little lonely, and always felt that something was missing between his parents. He walked over and tried to open the subject: "Mom and Dad, let's go hiking together on the weekend, shall we?" Li Ming raised his head and replied with a smile: "Okay, look at what your mother means." ”
Wang Fang put down the embroidery in her hand and said with some hesitation: "I may have to go to the studio, I have a work to finish recently." Li Qiang knows that his mother has always said that she wants to go to the studio recently, which gives her a lot of space and time. Although he tried to understand, he still had a faint feeling in his heart that the house was no longer as lively as before.
Zhao Xiaoli on the side noticed Li Qiang's silence, gently pulled the corner of his clothes, and gave him a comforting look. Zhao Xiaoli turned to Li Ming and Wang Fang, and said gently, "Uncle and aunt, if you are free, I can also go." We went out for a walk together and had a good mood. Li Ming and Wang Fang glanced at each other, and finally Li Ming said, "Okay, let's go together." ”
At dinner, the atmosphere at home seemed much more relaxed. Wang Fang began to talk about her interesting stories in the studio, while Li Ming talked about new projects at work. Li Qiang and Zhao Xiaoli interjected from time to time, and the whole table was full of laughter. But after the meal, Li Ming and Wang Fang went to their respective busyes again. Li Qiang looked at their backs and thought: Perhaps, the second elder also needs his own life and space.
A few days later, Li Ming proposed that the whole family go to the coffee shop together. In a relaxed and happy atmosphere, Zhao Xiaoli casually asked Li Ming if he had encountered anything interesting recently, and he unexpectedly mentioned Yang Man, he said: "There is a lady of the same age as me, we met unexpectedly in a coffee shop, and we chatted quite closely. Wang Fang listened quietly and didn't show much emotion. Li Qiang noticed this detail and had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't ask more.
That night, when Li Qiang was fetching water in the kitchen, he overheard the conversation between his father and mother coming from the study. Their voices are low and seem to be discussing some personal topics. Li Qiang didn't want to eavesdrop, but the tepid conversation made him feel a faint pain in his heart, and he began to realize that maybe some changes were quietly taking place in his parents' world.
As time passed, Li Qiang gradually noticed that his parents' behavior began to be somewhat abnormal. The afternoon sun shines through the curtains and sprinkles in the quiet living room, Li Qiang looks at Li Ming who is sitting on the sofa reading silently, and Wang Fang who is leisurely watering the flowers on the balcony, and the doubts in his heart become stronger and stronger. Li Qiang walked to the balcony and asked tentatively, "Mom, is there anything on your mind lately?" ”
"No, Qiangqiang." Wang Fang replied with a smile, but there seemed to be some unspeakable loneliness hidden in her smile.
That night, Li Qiang and Zhao Xiaoli were quietly watching TV in the living room, but found that their father Li Ming had been looking at his watch and seemed a little uneasy. Li Qiang asked curiously, "Dad, is there something wrong?" Li Ming hurriedly denied: "There is nothing." ”
Soon after, Li Ming left the house in a hurry, while Wang Fang said that he would go to the study to deal with some studio documents. Li Qiang and Zhao Xiaoli glanced at each other, and both of them saw each other's doubts.
As the number of family dinners decreased, and the late return of his parents, who were often away, became more frequent, Li Qiang felt that the atmosphere at home seemed to be more and more wrong. One night, he proposed: "Auntie, let's have a meal together as a family in the evening, right?" Wang Fang was stunned and finally agreed.
During the banquet, Zhao Xiaoli said softly: "Uncle, you and Auntie seem to be very busy recently, do you have any big projects in the company?" Li Ming was slightly stunned, and then replied lightly with a smile: "Oh, it's okay, it's my usual job." ”
Li Qiang tried to maintain the atmosphere of conversation at the dinner table, but it felt like every question was touching a hidden forbidden area somewhere.
A few days later, late one night, Li Qiang, who should have fallen asleep, unexpectedly heard a sound outside the door, and when he went downstairs to look, he saw Li Ming sending an elegant middle-aged lady into the car. The woman was Yang Man, whom she met by chance in a coffee shop earlier. Li Qiang felt a thunderbolt from the sky, and he hid in the dark until Li Ming returned home, but he didn't know how to face it, so he could only quietly hide this secret in his heart.
In the days that followed, Li Qiang became more alert, and Zhao Xiaoli also sensed his uneasiness. Zhao Xiaoli cautiously asked Li Qiang: "Qiangqiang, have you found something?" Li Qiang shook his head: "It's okay, Xiaoli." ”
However, the doubts in his heart were like dark clouds in the sky, which made Li Qiang unable to suppress the fluctuations in his heart. He needs to find the truth, but he's afraid where it will all push the family.
Recently, the family has not been as peaceful as it used to be. One day, when Zhao Xiaoli was helping Wang Fang tidy up her studio, she inadvertently found an oil painting hidden in the depths of the closet, in which Wang Fang and a man were close to each other's cheeks. She couldn't believe her eyes, the man in the oil painting was none other than Zhou Lan, Wang Fang's college classmate. Zhao Xiaoli secretly wondered, what does oil painting mean? What should she do with this secret?
At the same time, when Li Qiang was sorting out the bookshelf in the living room, he inadvertently turned over an old diary, which densely recorded the bits and pieces of Wang Fang and Zhou Lan. Li Qiang was overwhelmed by the sincerity of the emotions in the diary, and he began to wonder if the twilight love between his parents really existed.
As the Chinese New Year approaches, the Li family decides to hold a family gathering, originally to celebrate the upcoming festival, but the party is filled with tension and uncertainty. The family sat around a table, and the aroma of the food didn't seem to hide the anxiety in their hearts.
At the dining table, Zhao Xiaoli spoke cautiously: "Auntie, the oil paintings in your studio are really getting more and more meaningful. Wang Fang was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Where did you see it?" It's just a hobby. ”
Li Qiang couldn't help but ask, "Mom, have you been in frequent contact with Uncle Zhou Lan recently?" As soon as the words came out, the atmosphere froze all at once. Wang Fang's eyes flickered, while Li Ming clutched the cutlery and was silent.
At this moment of stalemate, Li Qiang put the diary on the table. He looked at his mother, his tone calm but a little heavy: "Mom, I've read the diary. ”
Wang Fang looked at the familiar diary, and seemed to have a thousand words in her heart, but after all, her lips trembled: "I'm sorry, Qiangqiang, it was my mother who did something wrong." ”
At this time, Li Ming also stood up, took a deep breath, and slowly spoke: "I also have something to say." His eyes looked straight at his family, and there was a determination in his eyes: "My relationship with Yang Man, maybe we need to sit down and talk about it." ”
That night, everyone in the Li family faced a test. The secret has been revealed, the bitterness and conflict of twilight love make this warm home seem precarious, Li Qiang, Zhao Xiaoli, Li Ming and Wang Fang, everyone's hearts are thinking about the future of this home.
After the truth was revealed, the Li family fell silent for a while. Li Ming and Wang Fang both felt guilty, while Li Qiang struggled to find balance in the midst of rapidly fluctuating emotions. After a long silence, Zhao Xiaoli said softly: "Qiangqiang, we are all adults, maybe we should try to understand our parents." ”
The evening breeze blew gently, and Li Qiang looked at all this, with mixed feelings in his heart. He took a deep breath and slowly spoke: "Dad, Mom, I don't understand what you guys think, but I know that everyone has the right to pursue happiness. ”
Wang Fang had tears in her eyes and said slowly: "Qiangqiang, my mother is wrong." Back then, I was so focused on my family and you that I ignored my own feelings. Until he met Zhou Lan again, those buried feelings suddenly broke out. Li Ming held Wang Fang's hand, "Fang, no matter what the future holds, we should have a good talk and find a way to deal with all this." ”
Zhao Xiaoli grabbed Li Qiang's hand tightly and encouraged: "Perhaps, this is also an opportunity for us to get to know each other again." Li Qiang glanced at Zhao Xiaoli deeply, his eyes full of gratitude.
Time flies, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival grows stronger, and the tension of family gatherings gradually eases. Li Ming and Wang Fang begin a sincere conversation, and despite the bumpy road, they both hope to find a middle way that does not hurt the family and meets their personal emotional needs.
Li Qiang and Zhao Xiaoli learned to understand and tolerate in this unexpected family turmoil. This year's Spring Festival, although somewhat unusual, also gave them a deeper understanding of family and love.
The family sat in the living room chatting, and the fireworks rose into the sky outside the window, which was dazzling. Although the Li family has experienced changes, the warmth of home and hope for the future are still the same. Li Qiang knows that home is a harbor that needs tolerance and understanding, and now, they are walking on the road to spring.