My Mysterious Husband

"Now where is her? " Asked Venus.

"Dead." Mrs Qin sank into sorrows with whose eyes getting wet. "And I still remember that it was a summer when the heavy rain lasted for several days, the house was full of water, everything including beds, quilts were all soaked. My daughter, September, was covered with eczema, and she was itching and crying all the days. I pitied her so much that I left her to her father and I went to buy medicine for her in the rainy days. But, I am so sorry, I didn't expect... "

It was a really old story for Mrs Qin for she hadn’t mention it for a long time. But even now, she could still remember it clearly. She wiped her tears and continued to say, "When I was back with medicine, I saw many villagers surrounding my yard and what I found there was a ruin. A debris flow buried my families. Both September and his father were buried there... "

Venus was moved her story. And this was perhaps the reason why Mrs Qin never go back her hometown.

"Then, the grandparents of September drove me out of the house. I went to the city to look for a job. I had tried a lot and also suffered a lot. At that moment, I had the same thought as you. I wanted to die. But finally, I survived and met the Lady Ye. That why I was here. "

"Then didn't you get married?" Venus asked.

Mrs Qin wiped away her tears and sighed, "the Lady Ye is so kind-hearted that She introduced me to some of good men. But I am a unlucky woman because those who want to marry me quit it for most of them suffered the unlucky terrible accidents. So I choose to forget it at all. I don’t care about marriage, what I care is being alive. There's really nothing left for a dead person. "

Since then, the Ye family has been the home of Mrs Qin, and her family members became those in the Family Ye. After the sad story was over, the bowl of fish soup was finished by Venus.

"Come on, good girl, let’s finish the cup of red date porridge." Said Mrs Qin with a touch of sadness on her face.

Venus shook her head with smile and said, "Sorry, I’d like to but I am really full now."

"The fish soup is not enough fill your stomach. Perhaps you will wake up hungry in the mid-night. Let’s have some spoons of the porridge." Mrs Qin handed the spoon to her mouth. Venus became meek like a little daughter of her and ate as she said.

The red date porridge went down half. Mrs Qin smiled and said, "Good girl, have a good sleep now and don't bother yourself to think about anything. Tomorrow when the sun rises, it will be a brand new day."

Burning herself into the dry and warm quilt, Venus was still digesting the moving story of Mrs. Qin. In spite of the warm comforts from Mrs. Qin, the pain in the depth of her heart stayed still as cold as it was.

Outside the bedroom, Kerry leaned against the wall with a cigarette. At the sight of Mrs Qin, he turned back and asked, "How about Venus?"

fish soup was finished, and she also

a breath of relief and said, "That's good, that's good, Mrs

you owe me. You are just like my son, and all I hope is you are good. "Said Mrs Qin" As Venus is not in a good mood these days, I hope you can take care of her thoughts. Then after a while, she will get recovered. "

all the day and

next day, Kerry visited Venus’s room while she was still in her tight sleep. Then he left with a gentle kiss on her forehead for he knew perhaps she didn't want to see him

to Venus. She

door in and rushed up to

take care of yourself."

smile and said, "I want to

there.” Then she stood beside Venus and support her with

Venus was given to the scenery in the distance, she asked

will get you here.” Replied the maid in a

the maid stayed with her at any time and any place as ordered, even

Mrs Qin gave. However, her body was constantly became thin and weak, and the depression turned her into a silent one. Sometimes she didn't say anything at a whole day, but to sit there

I do? It is terrible to see our hostess keep silent all day." Looking at her figure by the lake, John the Butler said with

worried and said, "I’ve tried, but she still doesn't talk."

"Why not ask the young master to send a psychologist here?"

replied, "I agree, the hostess has a mental disease, which can never be cured by

master comes back in

At the sight of her thin clothes, the maid bent down and said to her, "My hostess, let me

at the clear

time she would do as asked just like a puppet without soul. So the maid

if the smiling face of her brother appeared on the

the lake. The water was so cold that she

walking into the