doting shipwreck

The first night at home ends with a mother-son fight over who should sleep on the couch.

The next day was Huang Mingjuan's rare rest day, so Jiang Hai naturally went out with his mother to relax.

When the two returned home, the sun was already setting outside the window, Jiang Hai put on his apron and wanted to cook dinner for his mother.

Washing and preparing vegetables can be said to be at the fingertips of Jiang Hai, who has been learning to cook since he was a child, and he has extra leisure time to communicate with his mother.

He was going back to Xunjiang tomorrow morning, and before that he wanted to talk to his mother more.

Looking at her busy son in the kitchen, Huang Mingjuan seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago.

At that time, her husband had just passed away, and the young Jiang Hai was still crying in astonishment because of the unknown future.

But her son has grown up after all. The little boy who was painted by the world as "sinful (poor)" did not bow his head to life, and grew stubbornly in a place where the sun was sparse.

As her son grew up, Huang Mingjuan, as a mother, would naturally think about a certain clichéd question.

While Jiang Hai was peeling the hot tomatoes, Huang Mingjuan asked in a probing tone, "Xiao Hai, do you have anyone you like now?"

Since Jiang Hai came back, most of what Huang Mingjuan heard from him were scenes filmed in movie theaters, and what she rarely mentioned in life was just the little boy who lived with him. But nothing was mentioned.

Jiang Hai is already 24 years old, and she will get married and have children in a few years. As a mother, of course she will have some thoughts.

In the bustling Xunjiang City, has Jiang Hai ever met a girl he likes?

And how did she know that what his son talked about was the person he loved.

Do you have someone you like now?

When Jiang Hai heard this question, he didn't feel annoyed by the "elders urging marriage" that young people in big cities often have, and he didn't panic when his soft spots were mentioned, but he was just in a daze for a moment.

The person I like...

Countless memories about Yu Sheng suddenly flooded into my mind, his smile, his tears, his loss, his petty temper, his dependence, everything about him is my deepest concern.

He likes Yu Sheng, not the brotherhood between straight men, but the love that his heart desires.

He didn't know when it started, but when Yu Sheng tried to leave him, his impulse had mercilessly overturned the thousands of lies he tried to deceive himself.

That second kiss was from the heart, and he indulged in it.

But he, who is more mature than Yu Sheng, doesn't think about the things Yu Sheng worried about. Yu Sheng's thoughts, worldly prejudices and hurts are all the uneasiness that has been repeated thousands of times in his dreams.

He didn't open his mouth, didn't pierce the layer of window paper, he seemed to use the most despicable way to keep the lingering sound by his side.

He just wants to see Yu Sheng's bleary-eyed appearance every morning, and wants to say "good morning" to him with a smile; he wants to turn off the light for the little fool who doesn't want to get out of bed at night, and say "good morning" to him Dream".

He thought that those who give good morning and good night are all his sweethearts.

But he was too careful because he was afraid of losing. He was so careful that he buried his love in his heart. He would rather not see the light of day than run away with the other party in fear.

But this time, what he is facing is the question from his closest relatives, should he avoid it?

Can a mother accept that she has a "forbidden feeling" for another boy that goes against the mainstream?

Say it, don't be a coward who dare not face yourself!

"Mom, I..."

After finally brushing aside his chaotic thoughts, Jiang Hai's lips parted, but Huang Mingjuan who hadn't spoken yet was interrupted by Huang Mingjuan who mistook his son for conflict during the long speechless, "Xiao Hai, mom is not I want to urge you, you have grown up, and you will be 26 in a few years, and you should have a girlfriend."

girlfriend.

His mother's habitual thinking on this matter made Jiang Hai feel tight in his chest, but he still wanted to confess his sincerity.Maybe as long as she talks to her mother well, she can accept her feelings for Yu Sheng.

But many things in life are still not as expected.

Xu wanted to find a fulcrum for her words, and at the moment when Jiang Hai hesitated, Huang Mingjuan added: "When you get married and have children, I will have an explanation with your father, and he will feel at ease under Jiuquan. "

"It's like the boy who filmed the TV series with you. He will marry a girl sooner or later. You two bachelors can't keep warm together for a lifetime!" As if thinking of something, Huang Mingjuan didn't let Jiang Hai stay. With no room for interjection, he vaguely expressed the grudge in his heart.

For some reason, she always felt that Jiang Hai cared too much about that boy, and whenever he mentioned him, she would unconsciously feel warm on the ground, this is not possible!

Jiang Hai is the flesh that fell from Huang Mingjuan's body, even though his mother's words have made a big detour, he can still hear the hidden meaning in the words.

From childhood to adulthood, in order not to burden his mother, Jiang Hai has always been sensible and obedient.Now that his mother has said this, according to his past temperament, he should accept his fate.

But Jiang Hai was not reconciled, nor was he willing to go against his original intention just like this.

He has already broken many rules that he has followed for a long time because of Yu Sheng, and this time, for the first time in his mind, the idea of ​​disobeying what his mother said even appeared in his heart.

He wanted to be with Yu Sheng as a lover, hug him, kiss him, and sleep with him.

However, the understanding between mother and child is mutual.

Seeing that Jiang Hai didn't say anything for a long time, Huang Mingjuan's heart began to beat. How could she accept that her son, who had always been sensible, had a different heart from her own? What's more, what Jiang Hai was thinking was so absurd!

"Xiao Hai, you haven't had incense with your father since you came back, come quickly and offer incense to him, and let him bless you to meet a good girl."

The dead husband is the scar on her heart, and also an existence that Jiang Hai cannot disobey.

Huang Mingjuan moved out of this roadblock, but she hurt the enemy one thousand and self-damaged eight hundred, but she still won.

The so-called "regular" marriage and childbirth, and the wishes of the so-called "filial piety" mother are the mountains on Jiang Hai's heart, while the dead father is a knife that wipes his throat.

The fishy feeling in his throat was so real that Jiang Hai finally couldn't speak a word.