Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

When the White Widow heard this, her face changed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure. She lowered her head and was silent for a while, as if she was thinking about how to answer. He Daqing looked at her, and he was so nervous that he almost stopped breathing. He knew that the answer at this moment would determine many things.

After a while, the White Widow finally raised her head and looked at He Daqing firmly. Her eyes revealed a complex emotion, which seemed to be mixed with pain and helplessness.

"Master He, I know you are a good person," the White Widow's voice was a little low and a little tired, "There are some things I didn't want others to know, but since you asked, I don't want to hide it from you."

Her tone made He Daqing's heart sink. He realized that he was about to hear an unknown story, and the content of this story might be beyond his expectations.

"My husband's story is not as simple as it is said outside." The White Widow said slowly, her eyes full of memories, "He was indeed involved in some complicated things during his lifetime, and those things eventually harmed him."

He Daqing listened quietly, with an indescribable feeling in his heart. He knew he should continue listening, but he felt a little uneasy. There was a kind of hidden pain in the voice of the White Widow, a pain that He Daqing had never seen before.

"I never thought of hiding anything, but... there are some things that I really can't say." The White Widow's voice trembled slightly. She took a deep breath, as if trying to control her emotions. "My husband... he was indeed involved in some dangerous things. Those things made me lose him, and also forced me to take on the responsibility of this family alone."

He Daqing's heart was in turmoil as she spoke. He suddenly realized that he might have underestimated the White Widow's ability to bear it from the beginning. How much unknown pain and struggle was hidden behind her tenacity and silence?

"Master He, do you know?" The White Widow raised her head with a trace of sadness in her eyes. "I have been trying to let my son and I live a peaceful life, and I don't want him to know too much about the past. But... people in the yard always like to gossip, and some of the words are getting more and more outrageous, and even affecting the lives of us mother and son."

When He Daqing heard this, he felt a strong sense of sympathy and pity. He just wanted to know the truth of the rumor, but he didn't expect that he would reveal the deep pain in the heart of the White Widow.

"White Widow, I...I'm sorry." He Daqing whispered, feeling heavy in his heart, "I shouldn't have asked you these rashly and caused you trouble."

The White Widow shook her head, her expression showing a hint of helplessness and fatigue. "It's nothing. You mean well, I understand. In fact, sometimes I also hope that someone can listen to me talk about these things, but... I know that this kind of life will not change much."

He Daqing sat there, as if he was held in place by a huge force. His heart was torn apart in pain, and every word from the White Widow was like a sharp blade, cutting open the wound he had been trying to cover up. He had tried to convince himself that these rumors were nothing but nonsense, but now, facing the White Widow's confession, he could no longer escape this cruel fact.

"I always thought...you were someone I could trust." He Daqing's voice was hoarse, and a huge sense of loss surged in his heart, "But now, I don't know how to face you."

When the White Widow heard this, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes, but her expression remained firm. "Master He, I never thought of deceiving you," she whispered, with a complex emotion in her eyes, "but there are some things I really can't let you know. It's not that I don't trust you, but... sometimes, the truth will only make things worse."

He Daqing felt a fierce struggle in his heart. On the one hand, he wanted to continue to believe in her and hold on to the feelings in his heart. On the other hand, he could not ignore the facts that had surfaced. Every word of the White Widow left a deep imprint in his heart, which he could not avoid.

"You know what?" He Daqing suddenly spoke, with a hint of bitterness in his voice, "I have always thought of you as... perhaps the only person who can understand me. I didn't expect things to turn out like this."

A trace of sadness flashed in the eyes of the White Widow, but she still did not avoid He Daqing's gaze. "Master He, I understand your feelings," she said softly, with a hint of helplessness in her tone, "but I have my own helplessness. I never intended to hide anything from you, but... I really don't know how to let you know these things."

He Daqing felt even more pain when he heard her words. He had imagined countless times that he and the White Widow could have a beautiful future and face the ups and downs of life together, but now, all his fantasies were shattered in an instant.

"So what do you want me to do now?" He Daqing's voice was low, with a hint of uncontrollable anger and disappointment, "Is there really no way for us to go back to the way we were before?"

The White Widow was silent for a while, as if she was thinking about how to answer this question. Her eyes revealed a trace of deep fatigue and pain, as if she also felt powerless about all this.

"Master He, I don't know." She finally spoke, with a hint of despair in her tone, "If time could go back, I might choose a different way to deal with all this, but now that things have become like this, I can only hope that you can understand me and my situation."

He Daqing's heart seemed to be torn in two, one half was still making excuses for her and exonerating her, while the other half kept reminding him that reality could not be changed and the betrayal of the White Widow had become an irreversible fact.

"Understand you?" He Daqing's voice became hoarse, and his heart was filled with a sense of powerlessness. "How can I understand you? How do you want me to understand you?"

There was a flash of pain in the eyes of the White Widow. She knew that no matter how much she explained, she could not erase the scars in He Daqing's heart. She could only lower her head helplessly and said no more.

The room fell into silence. He Daqing felt as if he was isolated in a cold world. Everything around him seemed so distant and unreal. He originally thought that he had found his spiritual home, but now he found that he had been living in an illusory dream, and this dream finally ended.

"Perhaps, this is fate." He Daqing smiled bitterly in his heart. He finally stood up and turned to the door. His back looked so lonely and heavy, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.