The spring breeze blends into this season with the fragrance and warmth of flowers, and Li Xiaoli shuttles between the flower market and the auditorium, her heart full of expectations and dreams for the upcoming wedding. Together, she and Wang Lei carefully selected an outdoor garden full of flowers and greenery as a testimony of their love. However, in this moment of non-stop preparation, the issue of the real estate certificate, which has not attracted enough attention, suddenly threw a stone into the tranquil lake, stirring up thousands of ripples.
"Husband, do you think this is a mistake? Why is my brother's name written in the house book? In the office, Li Xiaoli looked confused and displayed the real estate certificate that was supposed to have her and her fiancé's names written on it.
"It's... I didn't pay attention to this for a while, and I'm causing you trouble. Wang Lei scratched his head, an embarrassed smile appeared on his face, and there was an unnatural understatement in his voice.
"Attention? Can this kind of thing also be careless? "On the way home in anger, Li Xiaoli's mood was like a boat in the troubled times, crumbling." This is obviously our little family, how did it become in the name of my younger brother? ”
When she got home, she sat alone on the sofa, recalling Wang Lei's promise to a new home, all kinds of gentleness, and the common wish that she had signed initially, and the doubts in her chest became thicker and thicker.
The next day, Li Xiaoli pursed her lips tightly and decided to ask her brother-in-law Wang Qiang for clarification. "Uncle, how much do you know about the house?"
Wang Qiang seemed to pull the food in front of him unintentionally, and flickered: "Sister-in-law, you have to ask my brother about this, I don't know very well." ”
Li Xiaoli instantly felt Wang Qiang's dodge, her heart was like a knife, and everyone around her seemed to be hiding something from her. This feeling of being kept in the dark was even more unacceptable to her than the original happiness bubble.
In the face of the upcoming wedding, Li Xiaoli no longer has any expectations. All that was left in her heart was pain and doubt. As every detail is sorted out, the outline of a truth gradually becomes clear - this house, like the marriage he is about to step into, is built on lies.
Li Xiaoli silently packed the joy and hope of the past few days, and put the wedding dress, invitation, and the real estate certificate that confirmed their relationship into the deepest drawer. I also put a lock on my heart.
That day, under the dim lamp, Li Xiaoli was alone flipping through the documents and materials related to marriage and family. Every page seemed to be eroded by her uneasiness and confusion, and the name of her brother-in-law Wang Qiang on the real estate certificate was like an invisible mockery, stinging her deeply.
"Husband, we need to have a good talk, what the hell is going on in this house?!" Li Xiaoli's tone was full of questions, she needed to have a clear understanding of all this.
Wang Lei was silent for a moment, looking a little cramped, as if he was thinking about how to answer this question, "Wife, I..."
"Stop fooling me, is there something you've been hiding from me?"
Wang Lei hesitated, his face became even more ugly, and he knew in his heart that this fact still needs to be faced after all. But under Li Xiaoli's sharp gaze, he still chose to avoid it, "This... We'll talk about that later. ”
Anger rolled in her heart, she felt betrayed, and the love in her heart became so fragile in the face of lies. Wang Lei's avoidance made the mystery in her heart even more firm, and she decided to seek the answer herself.
In the early hours of the morning, Li Xiaoli dialed the phone of the Wang family, hoping to get an answer from Wang Lei's parents. On the other end of the phone, the queen mother's apologetic voice came, "Xiaoli, in fact, that house is our wedding room for my younger brother, and Lei Lei is just helping him take care of it..."
Tears rolled in her eyes, Li Xiaoli felt as if she had fallen from the clouds into dust, her marriage, her future, everything, was so unreal.
She didn't know how she hung up or how she struggled to the window. The stars in the night had long since faded, and the world in her eyes was gray.
Could it be that the relationship between them over the years, the promise of sharing weal and woe between them, is nothing but an empty space? Wang Lei's attitude, like an answer through a thick fog, builds not only a distance, but also the crumbling of this relationship.
Thinking of this, Li Xiaoli's heart was completely cold. Anger and loss are intertwined in my heart, and the beautiful hopes for love are all shattered at this moment. She began to pack her bags, and made a silent decision in her heart, she could not and would not accept such a marriage, and she wanted to stay away from this relationship built on deception.
When the first rays of morning light shined through the curtains, illuminating Li Xiaoli's resolute and resolute face, she knew that at this moment, her life would start again.
At the beginning of the morning, on this day that should have been jubilant, Li Xiaoli did not have the smile she used to have, and her face was firm and indifferent. After a thousand pains in her heart, she dialed the engineering team. The tone was sonorous and powerful: "I have a job here, do you have time?" ”
"Miss Li, do you want to renovate the house?" The captain on the other end of the line asked suspiciously.
"No, I want you to help me smash the house to pieces." Li Xiaoli's voice was cold and resolute.
When the workers picked up hammers and struck them in every corner of the new house, the sound of breaking seemed to hit Li Xiaoli's heart. The festive red on the walls, the carefully selected tiles on the floor, one by one turned into pieces.
Wang Lei received the news and hurried to the scene, what he saw was chaos. "Wife, you... What are you doing here?! He exclaimed.
Li Xiaoli stood in the ruins, turned around and said to him coldly: "I'm cleaning up the garbage, since this house doesn't belong to me, then I don't need it." ”
Wang Lei's face turned pale, and he struggled to grab her arm, "Xiaoli, calm down, we can sit down and talk." ”
She jerked her hand back like dodging a poisonous snake, "Talk? Do you think there's anything else to talk about now? ”
The workers stopped what they were doing, awkwardly avoiding their gaze, and the scene became unusually quiet for a while. Anger, despair, betrayal, all emotions exploded at this moment, and Li Xiaoli's pupils were only full of sadness.
Wang Lei looked at the home he once dreamed of, but now only rubble and dust remained, and he finally realized that what was lost was not just a wall, but the trust between them and the promise of the future.
The air was filled with dust and pungent smell, Li Xiaoli gave Wang Lei one last look with disdain, turned around and walked out of the house that no longer existed. She knew that from this moment on, her life would be rewritten.
Dust drifted in the cold air, and Li Xiaoli walked resolutely through the ruins with the sound of stepping on the rubble. There is no longer confusion and hesitation in her heart, only calmness and determination. She finally understands that a marriage letter and a home full of lies are not the happiness she seeks.
When Wang Lei wanted to hold her and save this relationship that was about to be broken again, Li Xiaoli quietly got rid of his hand, "Husband, no, Wang Lei, your so-called love is just water in the sand, and it will fall apart when you pinch it." ”
Wang Lei's face was pale and speechless. He never expected that Li Xiaoli would have such a resolute side. He stared blankly at her back, not only guilt, but also deep powerlessness and regret surging in his heart.
"Remember, Wang Lei, happiness is not a gift that others can give, it is something that two people protect together after committing to each other." Li Xiaoli's voice echoed in the empty room, and every word was like a hammer hitting Wang Lei's heart.
She walked out of this door, and out of that past full of doubts and lies. The sun shines on her body, warm, but her heart is as cold as winter. But in this coldness, she found a way forward.
The love she expects should be sincere and frank, not twists and turns and deception. The bitterness of this time made her know how to love more than ever before, and how to choose a person who is willing to work hand in hand with her.
The thin figure gradually drifted away, Li Xiaoli didn't look back, and her heart was full of hope for the future. She believes that the happiness that truly belongs to her will eventually come.