jealous tail

The tip of my nose was full, and I smelled the familiar smell of Jinyeyu, which was the smell of hospital disinfectant.

The nurse helped me to sit up, "Are you awake?" I looked around, this is a VIP ward.

"Why am I here?" "Did you forget? You passed out on the side of the street. There is nothing serious about it. Hypoglycemia and heat stroke. Don't worry. Your family members have paid the bill and you will be back soon."

"My family?" I was very nervous, the door was pushed open, the nurse turned her head, smiled and said: "Oh, I'm here, then I'll go first, call me if you need something."

The nurse went out, and I looked at the elegant woman who came in. I don't remember seeing her, but her eyes never... "I am Du Tingwei's mother."

Sure enough, it was really inherited from my mother.

I was a little nervous, obviously his son was no longer by my side, I still felt a strong sense of oppression clogging my nerves, I moved to the back of the bed, trying to make a place for her to sit, but she Laughed low.

Ah, even the way of laughing is hereditary mother?Carrying a bag enough to pay me ten years' salary, she sat on the stool by the bed, and it seemed that she had already sat on it before.

I'm a little embarrassed, and she puts the bag in the place I'd vacated for her.

"You, you look very bad."

"Ah, hypoglycemia, and it's a bit hot, I'm suffering from heat stroke."

I copied it exactly, but she stared at me, and I didn't know what was showing on my face.

"Do you know how I met you?" I crossed my hands under the quilt, I don't want her eyes to see me in a mess, it's no different from Du Tingwei seeing me.

"I was waiting for someone in the car, but I saw you vomiting on the corner of the street, covered in turbidity, and crying and laughing on the street."

My face was burning so badly that I felt ashamed. She saw it all. I suddenly thought of something, and I raised my head and asked her, "Ah, auntie, is there anyone else in your car?" "Who else do you hope it is?" Speechless, as if hoping, but also as if not wishing.

"not him."

The sweat on my hands cools.

"My son has gone abroad. He went abroad at the end of December last year. I waited for him to come back to inherit the family property. He is fine. I can't find him if he runs away."

Du Tingwei went abroad, but he was not on the same land as me. It was good, otherwise, the air here would be dirty, and his respiratory tract would be infected.

"Are you sad?" I looked at her in surprise and shook my head.

"It seems that you have no feelings for my son at all."

I swallowed hard, not knowing how to answer, how to tell a mother that I am not only gay, but also a love triangle, shameless.

"Take out your hands. I'm getting an infusion. I'm twisting in the quilt and I'm easy to roll a needle. My son should yell at me when he gets a blood bag."

I took out my hand and put it on the quilt, a little shy and sad, the corners of my eyes were sore, it turned out that things are different from human beings.

"Xiao Xia."

It seems she already knows me.

"Ah."

"Auntie wants to ask you something."

My heart was pounding, I was afraid that she would ask something that made me irresponsible.

"Do you still like that child Jin Yeyu now?" I unconsciously squeezed the quilt tightly, and my blood vessels suddenly burst out. She quickly got up and grabbed my wrist to let me relax, stroking the back of my hand like Du Tingwei. The faint fragrance, warm and delicate fingers, looks like a mother, my eyes are sore.

She confirmed that there was no needle before sitting down again.

"Don't be nervous, I don't mean anything else, it's just that our family seems to have you, but you should have rejected him, that is, he made a mistake, so I want to ask him from a mother's point of view, what else does he have?" No chance?" I shook my head resolutely, "No, auntie, it's not his fault, he's right, he's very good, very good, it's my problem, between us, it's not impossible, yes, yes... .Mismatch."

"Xiao Xia, then what do you think is a match, soy milk and fried dough sticks, red wine and steak, diamonds and beautiful women?" I can't give the correct answer, but in my eyes, she said these are indeed a good match.

"In the eyes of the world, this is the standard configuration, which is the right match, but the first person who invented these partners may not have the purpose of forcing two unrelated things together. His original intention was probably delicious. Beauty, money, fame, or whatever else he likes."

"It is the world who fixes these shackles on themselves, so that when someone matches red wine with fried dough sticks or soy milk with steak, they will feel fresh, feel at odds, and even feel surprised and despised."

"The world thinks, or you are also subtly forced to think that some things are unreasonable, and what is unreasonable is wrong, but is it true? Does red wine with fried dough sticks hurt the lungs? Soy milk with steak will rot your stomach. Do you want to be one of these people in shackles, or do you want to live happily as you like, eat whatever you want, and match it with whatever you want? Do you give up your preferences? Not all people who go against the world are making mistakes. Is it worth it to force yourself for those who hate you?" I am such an impatient person. To the mother and child, it's really ridiculous, but she made a mistake. What I'm worried about is not the eyes of the world, but my own heart. In fact, I misled her.

"These words are not original by me, they were asked by others."

I'm a little surprised, which idiot can run to such a perfect female woman who has a double harvest in career and family to force these soul poisonous chicken soup.

"Du Tingwei asked me this when he was five years old."

"..." "When he was five years old, I was rebellious for a few days. I told him that my mother wanted to shave her head, but she was afraid of being laughed at in the street. That's what he told me. I don't know where I heard it from." Yes, they actually persuaded me patiently all afternoon, and I slept with red wine and soy milk while chanting scriptures."

I couldn't help laughing, and suddenly remembered Du Tingwei's "bad soup theory for mice" when I was watching a movie, and I realized that Du Tingwei seemed to be a good boy who put the three cardinal principles and five constant principles on his face, but in fact he was truly rebellious.

His rebellion is different from the non-mainstream operations of adolescents. His rebellion comes more from the fact that he is never bound by the world. He seems to have always had his own ideas, which are unjust, unreasonable, and not recognized by the sayings of ethics and sophistication. But he always walks his own way, sometimes it is crooked, sometimes it is right, he thinks it is right, no matter how others look at him, he will continue his own way, he thinks it is wrong, even if others throw stones at him, he will still be able to spit Walk down straight.

He never asked for understanding, he only cared about living at ease.

In fact, think about it, maybe the motorcycle boy I saw at the door of Jinyeyu's house for the first time is Du Tingwei's most primitive appearance, arrogant, and also qualified to be arrogant, unruly, and capable of being unruly.

That kind of Du Tingwei is the real Du Tingwei. I don't know how much Du Tingwei has changed his original intention for the sake of me who is not worth it.

I slowed down, looked at the drip in the bottle and asked her, "Auntie, can you accept that your son is gay?" She sighed, but then smiled dotingly when she said it, "At first, I will definitely It's a bit difficult, think about it, I've been looking for a beautiful girl for him every day, and I've been looking forward to him giving me a big fat boy every day, but in the end, he suddenly told me that he likes men, can I not be shocked? Aren't you angry, it feels like your pig has been seduced by cabbage."

"..." What a metaphor, Auntie.

"But I am his mother. I can't do many things perfectly. What I do makes him happy and satisfied, because my son is not the only one in my world. I have lovers, relatives, colleagues, and subordinates. Even though I try my best to set him free, I sometimes force him to do things he doesn't like because of various trade-offs, so I have to compensate him accordingly and let him do his best in these embarrassing situations. Maybe happier, then I have to at least support him to do what he likes."

"I gave birth to him to love him, not to let him live for me."

I looked at the liquid slowly poured into the back of my hand and asked her, "Auntie, are all mothers like this?" "No."

I think it's ridiculous for me to ask, didn't I already know the answer?She helped me brush the hair in front of my eyes, "But you can find a mother like this."

She took out a piece of paper and wiped my eyes, "Don't cry, I hate boys crying more than girls crying. Boys don't flick their tears easily. If they cry, they must have reached a sad place."

"Ah."

I took the paper from her hand and wiped away my tears with a fragrant paper handkerchief.

"You still have not answered my question."

I pinched the ball of paper in my hand, not knowing what to do.

She laughed twice and said: "I said that before I let him inherit the family business, he let me handle it casually. The feeling is that I made up my mind not to leave incense for me, so it's better to be yourself, stinky boy, and told me not to feel bad Spending the money so hard, it turned out that he had no good intentions, and I thought he was so filial."

The more she talked, the more she wanted to laugh, and then she started to laugh non-stop. I was also infected and laughed too.

Ah, it turned out that the sudden tapping of the Xiao point was also learned from my mother.

She didn't ask me that sentence again, and left after giving me a few instructions, even refusing to leave the way to pay back the medical expenses.

After she left, the nurse came in to change the dressing, and told me to infuse another small bottle and it would be over.

Next to her, she injected the vial of injection into the drop bottle, chatting with me while beating.

"Your brother is so handsome. You are so tall. He can carry you effortlessly. He walks as steadily as two hundred catties. If it wasn't for the anxious expression on his face, I really thought he came to the hospital for vacation. "

The corners of my mouth were stiff, and I asked, "Who is that brother?" "It seems that you have a lot of brothers. Was that your mother just now? She is so beautiful, and you are also good-looking. The whole family is like a star. That brother is about 1.8 meters tall. , Dr. Li is 186, a little shorter than him, his facial features are very handsome, especially his eyes, they are so beautiful, you will be fascinated at a glance, tsk tsk, how can we live if a man looks like this."

I didn't talk to her, and she was bored, so she left with the medicine tray.

When she went out, I pulled out the needle like crazy, and a few drops of blood were drawn on the back of my hand. I searched for my dirty clothes that were vomited all over my body. I was wearing a hospital gown, and there were new clothes on the sofa. , but I can't find my old clothes.

I finally found it in the trash can of the toilet, and I went to look in my pocket. There was a movie ticket there, which was the only thing that could prove that Du Tingwei and I met at the same time.

But no, I ripped my pants and couldn't find my movie ticket.

Du Tingwei, he also took away his last memory with me.