I have a Magical Door [MTL]

Ch 23

Chapter 23 

Then, Yan Tingxin uses any door to return to many years ago, and sees scenes of father and mother getting along.

When she first got married, everything was good, her father was handsome, he would coax people, and he would spend money to order expensive flowers for her, and create surprises and romance for her mother.

But except for the time when they first got married, they quarreled more and more.

Although they have feelings between them, they have different hobbies, different pursuits, and different personalities.

At first, the two had different schedules,

then they had different friends,

then they had different career pursuits, and

then they had different personalities......

One is the prodigal son who gives up a stable job, pursues the excitement of doing business, has advanced ideas, but has a low eye, does not plan, and repeatedly fails and hits a wall.

One is an elementary school teacher who just wants to live a peaceful and ordinary life, and has repeatedly faced the failure of her husband's business and the remnants of her house after the house burned down.

After the vigorous surprise and romance, what needs to be faced is a piece of chicken feathers to live.

It's not that I can't share the hardships, but the mother sued for divorce after the family's compensation was paid.

The house was on fire, and it was the straw that broke the camel's back.

That fire, burned everything.

Although my father was reluctant to save this marriage and wanted to save it, he was indeed not a suitable partner for his mother.

In the end, Yan Tingxin used any door to come to the urban primary school where his mother later lived.

She traveled through time and space, hid herself, and quietly met her mother to meet an uncle who was average-looking, average-income, and also an elementary school teacher, who did not smoke or drink, did not have any vigorous pursuits in life, and occasionally went to the park to play chess when he got off work.

He doesn't know how to mix coffee or drink, but he goes to the vegetable market and cooks a few side dishes.

He has no grand ambitions, but he is serious and responsible when teaching children.

The vigorous feelings pursued when you were young, the prodigal son who brought you surprises and lost in life, and the ordinary, stable and calm, economical man of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

This time, the mother chose the best person for her.

......

Seeing her mother's life with her own eyes, Yan Tingxin returned to her rental cabin, nestled in the sofa, and hugged herself.

With a broken family and cold feelings, she has always longed for a complete home, but as a daughter, she can't selfishly want to change the past just because she wants to pursue 'the integrity of the family before the fire'.

For the mother, it was painful to maintain the previous marriage.

She has the right to pursue the life she wants.

......

attended her mother's wedding, and on the weekend, she returned to the small county town of her hometown.

She went to the small supermarket owned by her father.

The handsome father in his memory has aged a lot, but the years still can't hide the handsome outline of his youth.

When she was a child, she had a very handsome father and a gentle mother, and the children around her were very envious of her.

Although Yan Tingxin did not fully inherit the advantages of his father's appearance 100% and maximized the advantages of his genes, he can be regarded as beautiful among ordinary people.

My father was watching a ball game in the small supermarket. Opening a supermarket is the business he has insisted on for the longest time, and it seems that he is now very used to this kind of life.

The 'Welcome' electronic girl voice sounded at the door, and the father looked up and was pleasantly surprised to see her face.

"My daughter is back? Didn't work overtime today?

Yan Tingxin: "No."

Yan Tingxin handed a few bags in his hand to his father: "Dad, I bought some fruit and food." These

are all authentic and authentic foods that she buys from all over the world with any door.

Dad: "How many days will you come back this time?"

Yan Tingxin: "Just this weekend, I'll leave tomorrow." Dad

: "Next time I come back from vacation, I will have a few more days."

Yan Tingxin: "Okay."

"Have you eaten?"

Yan Tingxin: "I ate it." Dad, how are you doing?

"It's still the same, nothing big wrong, a lot of small problems.

Yan Tingxin: "Stop drinking." "

I've quit a long time ago. Then

, it seemed that there was nothing left to talk about, and there was nothing to talk about.

It's easy to get along with your parents to such an embarrassing scene. I haven't seen you in a long time, except 'Have you eaten?' ''How's the body?'' You will become short of words.

Yan Tingxin: "I want to go back to us...... Take a look at the previous home. "

You want to see that burned house? "

Yes.

"I can't see it now. It's been two or three years since the neighborhood was demolished. If our house hadn't burned, we would have lost a lot of money.

Fortunately, at that time, our house was short, there were few households connected, and the neighbor's house was not burned down, and there was still a frame, and they lost the money for their house next door, and they went to buy a house elsewhere, and the remaining house frame was not demolished, and the government also gave them resettlement funds when they were demolished, which is equivalent to getting two sums of money.

Otherwise, if the demolition fee is gone, they will definitely come and continue to trouble our family.
Although
he said regretful words, but the tone did not resent, he has been doing business for more than ten or twenty years, although he has repeatedly failed in business, but because of the ups and downs of life, for this windfall, he is very open, and he can quickly meet a new life after failure.

A neighbor uncle who was passing by went into the supermarket and came to his father to watch the ball game: "Lao Yan, the ball game is about to start." Argentina vs. Australia. "

There was a television in the commissary, facing the cash register, and a small coffee table, which looked like a place where my father used to meet friends.

The father replied, "My daughter has come back to see me." You look at it first and tell me the results.

Yan Tingxin greeted his father's golfer: "Hello uncle." The

uncle responded, "Come home!"

Yan Tingxin saw his father's golfer holding peanuts or something, presumably they made an appointment to watch the ball game together at the commissary, "Dad, you watch first, I'll go out for a walk and come back later." "

I didn't use any door, but sat on the city bus, through the window, looking at the current urban style of the small county, Yan Tingxin returned to the original address, which was burned down and became a scorched earthhas been moved to the ground and a new high-rise building has been built.

Rewinding through any door is the only way she can go back to the house where she grew up, reminisce about her childhood, and remember the past.

She didn't tell her father that her mother was going to remarry, and she didn't know if he knew about it, but there was no point in talking about it at this time.

Back then, I wanted to open a café and a photo studio, but I couldn't run it, and my father, who was always impatient to do one thing, had already made up his mind.

He seems to be happy, he does not resent the loss of demolition funds, nor does he resent that he has not succeeded in doing any business, he guards the small supermarket, can ask his golfers to watch the game, can find someone to chat, and is in good health.

......

Even if you travel through time and space, you can't change the past, some things happen when they happen, and if they don't fit, they don't fit.

Life can recall the past, you can remember the past, but you can't live in the past forever.

Flee, face, flee, face, and the days pass like this.

Then, one day, when you stop and look, everyone is moving forward, or you have to move forward.

Yan Tingxin really wanted to change places and find someone to talk to.

She sent a message to her best friend Mu Mu, who had completed his resignation and went to rent a house near a university to prepare for graduate school.

Going to talk to her now will delay her learning process.

She thought of Ning Huan, of the secret garden by the lake.

Luckily, she still has any doors.

If the world forsakes me, I have a door to escape.

The huge canopy of trees was like a big umbrella, blocking the Swiss rain, and under the rain curtain, Yan Tingxin sat on a bench by the lake, waiting for him.

......

Switzerland.

Rumbling thunder rang out.

Sister Song has become accustomed to Ning Huan often going out for a walk recently, which is a sign that his condition is slowly improving, and she is very happy to see it.

It's been three years since the accident happened, and Sister Song started cooking for Ning Huan when he was still acting, although she didn't know what Ning Huan looked like when she was first playing tricks, and she didn't know Ning Huan's childhood, but she knew that Ning Huan was the most active, active and radiant in those years, so she was very sorry for what happened to him.

But she was sitting on the sofa watching TV today, looked sideways at the rain outside the window, and couldn't help but ask Ning Huan: "It's raining outside today, it's better to wait for the rain to stop and the ground is dry, and then go out."

Ning Huan: "It's just a light rain, and there is an umbrella at the door."

Before going out and picking up the umbrella at the entrance, Ning Huan remembered that on the day Yan Tingxin sent him the Youth League, the umbrella with raindrops on the side of the bench and the raindrop prints on the tips of canvas shoes, and the Swiss sky was clear that day.

Her weather didn't always seem to be in sync with his.

And when they are about to part, she always likes the 'good night' on her lips, she will say good night when she meets at noon, but not when she meets in the morning, and her time does not always seem to be in sync with him.

Weather differences.

Time differences.

She is full of mystery, and there are some details, as long as you think about it, with her intelligence, she can quickly come up with clues.

I don't know why, or subconsciously, I'm afraid that after I figure it out, this mysterious girl who suddenly broke into his life will disappear.

Ning Huan chose to ignore this small detail for the time being, and took the two umbrellas from the entrance.

......

In the rain.

Under the tree.

Yan Tingxin was waiting for him.

I don't have an umbrella around.

Yan Tingxin: "I didn't bring a ukulele here today, and I don't plan to practice."

Ning Huan never asked why, but simply replied, "Okay."

Yan Tingxin: "Count, we haven't seen each other for two weeks." Or rather, I haven't been to the lake to practice the ukulele for two weeks.

Ning Huan: "Have you been busy lately?"

Yan Tingxin: "Some time ago, there was something wrong, and I went back to my hometown.

Ning Huan: "Yes."

Yan Tingxin: "Go to my mother's wedding." Ning Huan's

hand paused: "It's such a coincidence, not long ago, my mother also announced her marriage to me, and she will hold a wedding tomorrow."
Under the
big tree under the rain curtain, Yan Tingxin raised his head.

Ning Huan: "The king is always my mother.

This time it was Yan Tingxin's turn, and he was stunned.

Yan Tingxin: "During the holiday some time ago, Mr. Wang came to Switzerland to see you......"

"Yes, she came to send me an invitation." She and the uncle had been together for many years and had recently wanted to make up for the wedding. The corners of Ning Huan's mouth showed a smile of bitterness and self-deprecation: "She said that she wanted to send me an invitation first, so she came to see me a long time in advance." "

The biological mother came to send her son a wedding invitation, and Yan listened to it for a while, and she didn't know what to say." At the time, I didn't know about your relationship. "

I know. Ning Huan asked again: "Now, are you very uncomfortable?"

Yan Tingxin shook her head: "I'm not uncomfortable, everyone has the right to pursue the happiness she wants." I bless her. It's just that I'd love to talk to someone. Can you be my listener?

Ning Huan nodded, his eyes were like water, and even the moles on his cheeks seemed so quiet and focused.

Yan Tingxin: "My parents divorced when I was in high school, and they went their separate ways. Although I was sentenced to my mother, I started living in the school, and after graduating from high school, I went to college in another place, and it didn't make much difference to anyone.

In those years, during the small long vacation, the winter and summer vacations, I didn't know where I was going.

I miss the home I remember, but I can never go back.

Before, I always wanted to have a complete home, that my parents would stop arguing, and that the home I grew up in would continue to exist. I thought that if they didn't get divorced, even if the house was gone, the home would still be there.

But then I realized I was wrong.

The two of them were inappropriate people in the first place, and they got together on the spur of the moment.

Then, all the time will beJust, until you can't compromise.

Yan Tingxin said and lowered his head: "I'm so selfish, I only think about my pain in an incomplete family relationship, in fact, my mother is even more miserable in an unhappy marriage."

Ning Huan gently stretched out his hand, touched her hair, and said to her clearly: "It's not selfish, it's just a desire for love."

Yan Tingxin raised his head, his eyes flashing.

Ning Huan looked into her eyes and said gently: "She has the right to pursue her own happiness, and you also have the right to desire love, and you don't have to feel guilty because of the 'need to be loved'."

Yan Tingxin's eyes were red, and tears flashed in his eyes.

These days, she went back to the past and saw her mother 'settle' in marriage, then disappointed and desperate again and again, and finally resolutely divorced and found a happier marriage. She hated that she had not been able to understand her mother's pain in marriage in the past few years, and blamed herself for feeling sorry for herself and only caring about her own little emotions.

Today, she was woken up by him - it turns out that I have small emotions and have a 'need to be loved', which is not wrong.

I don't need to feel guilty about 'longing for family warmth, longing for love'.