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After a few days of recuperation, the shepherd's mother can already eat regular food, and Mu Qingyang can go to work with peace of mind.Knowing that the shepherd mother must not be used to the food in the hospital, during the first two days of work, Mu Qingyang was able to bring the shepherd mother the meals prepared by Wencheng during the lunch break and after school. However, as October [-]st approached, there were frequent meetings in the school. In addition, Mu Qingyang asked for leave before, and changed classes with other teachers, so he had to make up for this time, so he was very busy anyway.

Helpless, I had to ask Wencheng to deliver the food, and the nurse sent it to the ward.At the first time, the shepherd mother had no idea, but the second and third times were still the same, so she couldn't help asking the nurse, "Who sent these?"

The nurse didn't think much about it. When asked, she shyly covered her mouth with the notebook and said with a smile, "Auntie, you are very lucky. All your sons are so handsome."

The shepherd understood, and stared blankly at the delicious food.

She praised him for being sensible and skilled, she said she wanted him to be her godson, she loved him... when she loved him... when he said...

"They're right, I'm too bad. Aunt, if you knew . . . you'd think so."

It is precisely because I like this child so much, I like this child to the bottom of my heart, so I feel so uncomfortable when I was born with him.

There was too much free time in the hospital to think about right and wrong. The shepherd mother took two bites of food for lunch, tossed and turned during nap time and couldn't sleep, and finally didn't sleep at all. She got up and checked other things with her mobile phone.In the afternoon, Mu Qingyang couldn't leave the school as usual. After Wencheng got off work, he sent the food to Mu Mu, but the nurse didn't take it, and said helplessly, "Sir, Ms. Yao told us to let you go in person, saying that we want to go in." See you."

Without any surprise, Wen Cheng lowered his head and smiled to himself.

It is coming after all.

When Wen Cheng pushed open the door of the ward, the shepherd was still on a drip, pouring water for herself on the side of the bed, Wen Cheng went straight over, took the cup from the shepherd's hand as it should have been when they had a good relationship before, and replaced it. She poured half.The shepherd mother seemed to want to laugh, but she didn't have much strength. She just pulled the corners of her lips, leaned on the bed, and looked at Wencheng from bottom to top. She couldn't tell whether it was relief or sadness in her eyes.

"It's really you."

"It's me." Wen Cheng put the lunch box on the table, and sat down beside the shepherd's bed, with the posture of a junior listening to the teaching.

"That's right." The shepherd closed her eyes slightly, her lips raised, "Who else could it be but you."

Wen Cheng finally didn't dare to look at the shepherd anymore, and stared down at a piece of the floor, silent.

He thought of the chaos on Mu Qingyang's birthday, and Mumu asked him heartbroken why it was you.

The world is so big, how could it be you.

Why can't it be you, would it be better if it was someone else?Maybe worse.But it's better than this, there is nowhere to put hatred, and the door of my heart can't be opened, just because it's you, it's too late to love and love.

Wen Cheng knew how he failed the wishes of his mother and father, so he could only act like a sinner, unable to hold his head up, and let him be dealt with.

The shepherd took a sip of water, held the water glass and said, "I've read a lot these days, maybe it's not comprehensive enough, but at least I have an understanding, can you listen to me?"

"You say."

"Many people say they don't mind, and even some... your group called 'rotten girls' clamors to support same-sex, but you and I both know how many people are curious and self-obsessed. In reality, how many people are against This evaluation is neither fish nor fowl, and how many people in China are prejudiced against such a relationship.

"Qingyang... is not a perfect child, but I brought him up through hard work. I want to watch him fall into a relationship that cannot be made public, and I am always worried about how much pressure he will bear when he falls in love with a man. Also considering how much criticism and weird looks I'm going to receive.

"Let's not say that you are a lover he can't show off. You can't even hug and kiss in the public eye. You can't do what normal couples can do. You are still an uncertain existence. No one can be sure that you will be together forever. Neither can you. You are gay, and you can easily accept another relationship, but Qingyang... how will Qingyang get out?"

The shepherd mother opened her eyes, looked at Wen Cheng's drooping eyebrows, and smiled bitterly: "I really can't let my child fall into this situation, Wen Cheng, you can't be sure either. So... so I beg you, auntie. ...let him go, okay?"

Who has lived to the age of the shepherd mother and is really carefree? How many optimists have a clear heart like a mirror.

"Auntie," Wen Chengchu couldn't help trembling, but soon he suppressed it. He knew that the shepherd mother was soft-hearted, and he didn't want to make it harder for the shepherd mother with a pitiful gesture, so he responded as calmly and maturely as possible, "I used to He is a very bad person, life is meaningless to me, it is just for atonement." Thinking of his past self, Wen Cheng smiled and laughed at himself: "You will probably laugh if you say it, I originally planned to find him after everything is over. This place died, and this idea lasted me for eight years."

"Unfortunately, I met him," Wen Cheng forced himself to look up, with tenderness in his eyes, "The seeds buried deep in the soil finally had water, the desire and strength to go up, and knew that they longed for the sun. He is so important to me. It’s water, it’s the sun.”

The shepherd mother couldn't bear to look directly into those eyes, turned her head away, and only heard Wen Cheng's tone say: "No one can be sure about the future. But as long as I have a little room, I won't let go. I'm selfish, because I live without him. I can't go down, so Auntie... Let him go, I can't do it."

After Wen Cheng finished speaking, the shepherd still didn't look back, looking at the blank sky outside the window.Wen Cheng didn't make a sound to bother, and turned his head to look at the vase on the bedside table. He put the lily in it by himself. Now the petal edge has a withered dark yellow color, but there are a few drops of water attached to it. The look of being cared for.

"If so," after a long silence, the shepherd called back the God of Wencheng, "What if he wants to leave?"

Wen Cheng looked at the shepherd, her gaze was still on the window sill.

Wen Cheng secretly thought about this question many times, and there are many answers, such as saving him, restraining him, persecuting him...or imprisoning him.It is precisely because he has too many answers that he has been worrying about gains and losses, unable to see himself clearly, and dare not face up to this most likely possibility.This problem that has troubled Wencheng for a long time has been solved in an instant today.

"I'll send him off."

He said, as if unable to bear such a future, he clenched his hands tightly and exerted force masochistically, causing blood to ooze from his palms.

No matter how stubborn he is and how he forces himself, the fact is that he can't hurt Mu Qingyang at all.

After a few seconds of silence, the shepherd mother seemed to be tired, she relaxed her body weakly, and said lightly, "Let's go."

Wen Cheng obeyed, got up and left.

The shepherd never looked back, and never looked at him again.