God's Salvation Plan

The calendar is an old calendar with landscape paintings on it, with many dates densely marked with ballpoint pens.

The days when my mother works overtime, the days when I go to cram school, and even my menstrual period will be marked, and a photo of a family of three is pasted at the bottom of the calendar.

Is this a mark made by Dad?Li Qiqi wiped the calendar page with his hand.

Some ink marks have faded over time, it seems that Li Yuanshan has always had the habit.

The TV cabinet under the calendar was not closed properly, and a photo album could be seen from the crack in the drawer.

Li Qiqi glanced in the direction of the door guiltily, thinking that her father would not come back so early when he went out to buy a meal.

The evil little hands opened the chest of drawers and took out the photo album inside.

The original crimson color of the hard cover has faded to pale pink. Perhaps because of unfamiliarity, or perhaps because she wants to know more from her heart, Li Qiqi has a different kind of curiosity about her father.

Restless curiosity eventually triumphed over morality.

Standing in front of the TV cabinet with a guilty conscience, I looked left and right in the empty room before carefully opening the photo album.

Flipping through Li Qiqi and blinking, there are some photos of her parents when they were young.At that time, it was not popular to send pictures online, and all the moments were recorded.

There are pictures of them riding bicycles together for an outing, and there are also pictures of the two of them taking part in some event with a comic book in hand.It seems that they are a couple who are in harmony with each other in terms of interests and life.

Li Qiqi frowned, reopened the stool and sat down.

She remembered that she once asked her mother why she separated from her father.

My mother always gave herself the most common and perfunctory answer: "Your father and I have different personalities, different living habits, and different interests and hobbies."

"I remember that you two are quite compatible." Li Qiqi continued flipping through the photo album and muttered in a low voice.

Frightened by the sudden "Boom!", she flinched all over, and quickly bounced up, reflexively stuffing the photo album back in her hand.

The level of agility is comparable to that of peeking at TV when I was a child.

I continued to hear the familiar opening sound of the [-] o'clock news broadcast, and another loud voice: "Why did you hit the corner of the table? Does it hurt?"

The corner of Li Qiqi's mouth twitched and he looked at the ceiling. The sound insulation of this old house must be too bad.

Not daring to move anything again, Li Qiqi dangled his hands behind his back in boredom in the room.Opening the window, he saw that Li Yuanshan had planted two pots of spider plants on the balcony.

I was watering the flowers with a cup of water when I heard a loud voice coming from the door.

"Lao Li is back! It's so late for dinner!" The voice of the auntie with a loud voice came over clearly.

Li Yuanshan is back?

Li Qiqi put down his water glass and tiptoed towards the door.He pricked up his ears to listen to the movement outside the door.

Li Yuanshan's voice was not loud, and he couldn't hear what he was saying.

The auntie with a loud voice continued to chat with Li Yuanshan: "Old Li, how is your job finding recently? Are you still drawing that... what painting?"

"Manga." Li Yuanshan raised his voice a little, "I have a job, and manga is my job."

"Don't be funny, what kind of job is this!" The auntie with a loud voice continued, "I didn't say you. When the factory's economic downturn required a salary cut, you just endured it and insisted on resigning. It's all right now, even my daughter-in-law I'm going to divorce you. It's really not the reality of us women. You said how much money you can make by painting, so you have an iron rice bowl..."

The tone was full of disdain and sorrow, Li Qiqi didn't know what her father's expression was like at the moment, it must be very ugly anyway.

Before the aunt with a loud voice could finish speaking, she was urged away by a mahjong call.

Standing at the door, Li Yuanshan secretly rolled his eyes at this old woman with low EQ, and then took out the key to open the door and go in.

Li Qiqi had already pressed his ear to the door, listening to why there was no movement outside.

Feeling the key turn the doorknob, he rushed to the bathroom, pretending to have just come out, and met Li Yuanshan who opened the door and came in.

Strange to say, Li Qiqi, who had already relaxed, didn't know how to move her hands and feet when she was in the same small space as her father.

In embarrassment, he pulled his clothes with his hands and made some useless little movements.

Li Yuanshan put the food on the table and asked hesitantly, "Are you hungry?"

After Li Qiqi said "um", the two of them had nothing to say and fell into a strange and awkward silence.

In order to alleviate this situation, Li Yuanshan walked over to turn on the TV to make some noise.

Sitting at the table, Li Qiqi felt uncomfortable even the sound of bowls and chopsticks hitting the table.

Maybe he wants to observe this daughter who has grown up suddenly. Although Li Yuanshan's eyes are on the TV, he always looks at Li Qiqi unconsciously.

A bitter drama was playing on TV, and a child was sitting on the ground crying bitterly, grabbing his father's leg to make him not abandon his mother.

Li Yuanshan coughed twice, and accidentally sat on the remote control and pressed the mute button.

Li Qiqi suddenly stood up and said, "Why did you divorce my mother?"