Owner Hunting Program

Except for grandpa, no one is in the mood to eat. The dishes on the table are actually very good, and the fish-flavored shredded pork that Xiao V likes. If it is normal, he can cook three bowls of white rice with this plate of fish-flavored meat!But now... His face is swollen, his mouth hurts, his jaw is sore... The atmosphere at the dining table was eerie and terrifying. He didn't even dare to stretch his chopsticks into the plate, so he could only concentrate on picking the rice in the bowl, as if he could pull out a piece of rice. Here comes the roast chicken.

Fortunately, grandpa was sitting next to him, cheerfully serving him one dish and another dish for him. The two grandpas and grandchildren just ate so deliciously, Little V looked at grandpa with tears in his eyes, thinking that Grandpa's child is really like a treasure, but can you stop giving me some beef, I can't chew it...

For some reason, Kuang’s mother was not so angry anymore, and her turbulent heart gradually calmed down. On the way back from the clinic, she kept thinking about what the doctor said. After all, she is a mother, a mother who loves her children very much. So for the pain of losing a child, she didn't even dare to think about it. After all, even thinking about it was already piercing, let alone it happened for real?

The doctor had such a sentence that was always hovering in her mind,

"To live is a kind of happiness, let alone to live well."

This couldn't prevent Kuang's mother from falling into deep thinking. She seemed to see a way out, but she was still hesitant. She didn't know which side the scales would lean towards, so that everyone's life would be back on track.

But what is a normal life?

She herself can't speak clearly.

Or the unsmiling, son who learned how to live from others and who doesn't know what love is?

Yes, although she really didn't want to admit it, Mama Kuang still noticed the changes in her son. His eyes, expression, smile, tone of voice, attitude, and hesitation all became very different from before.

How is it different?

One is to follow the rules so that you will not pay attention, because you are too relieved and choose to ignore it.

One is so vivid that you have to pay attention, but it is so bright that you can't move your eyes.

Alive, the current Zilong made Kuang's mother deeply feel that he is alive, living so willfully, living so boldly, living so self... It seems to run counter to the whole society... just as "I" "I am Kuang Zilong 'Alive... She felt the strong presence of him being alive, it was too dazzling and vivid, and she was moved by it, so she couldn't help but start to waver, and began to doubt whether her position was firm?

Looking at the dining table in front of him, the dining table where all the family members are present, Father Kuang eats his meals with distracted attention, but in fact, he secretly looks at Zilong with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and frowns at the cracked corners of his son's mouth, making it inconvenient to eat. He seemed to have a regretful expression, regretting that he had done too much... The grandfather on the opposite side was talking about something happily, raising and lowering his chopsticks, and put a pile of vegetables in Xiao V's bowl, and Xiao V Smiling and listening carefully to what grandpa said, nodding his head from time to time, he also had to pay attention to see what dishes were in the bowl, and when he saw something he didn't like, he quietly put it into Kuang Zilong's bowl next to him.

As for Zilong, he just pursed the corners of his mouth lightly, watching Xiao V put the dishes he didn't like in his bowl, and happily accepted to eat without hesitation. Very hungry.

Kuang's mother looked at her, and wanted to cry again. The more she thought about it, the more sad she felt. There was a hole in her heart, and the pain and worry kept coming up, and she almost lost her breath. Such sadness and worry replaced her. The original anger and irascibility turned into a sense of powerlessness and frustration. What she was thinking was no longer, "How can I make my son normal? How can I make him not like men?"

Instead,

"How am I going to protect my son? How am I going to let him live the life he wants to live?"

The more I think about it, the more I can't stop the tears. Mama Kuang put down the chopsticks with red eyes, and forced a smile, "Eat slowly, I have a headache and go in and have a rest."

After finishing speaking, he got up and walked to the bedroom. Kuang Zilong raised his eyes and looked at his father who was sitting opposite. I realized that I really broke the hearts of my parents this time.

"I'm going to see Mom."

Papa Kuang nodded and lowered his eyes.

Mother Kuang just sat on the single sofa in the bedroom and looked out of the window. The night had already fallen, but the light was still visible. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she turned her head and saw that it was her son, so she looked back out of the window again. Tears fell silently down her cheeks, and she murmured, "How could this be..."

Kuang Zilong squatted at his mother's feet, stretched out his hand to pin the messy strands of hair behind his mother's ear, and said, "Mom, I'm sorry."

Kuang's mother looked at him, just looked at him quietly, looked at her son's beautiful eyes, shining like stars, so firm, as if she was telling herself something, but Kuang's mother couldn't see I understand, she has never looked at Zilong so quietly before, she didn't know that her son's eyebrows and eyes were showing a faint loneliness, she couldn't help reaching out to touch the end of the eye that was bruised by Kuang's father, The heartache was unbearable, and he choked up, "I know...Mom actually knows...it's not your fault, and it's not Xiao V's fault...it's no one's fault...but Mom just can't understand why others The children in the family are all fine, but my son will appear on this list..."

Kuang Zilong put his mother's hand on his face, closed his eyes, felt the warmth on his hand, and slowly said, "Because I am a unique son, no matter what I become, your love will never diminish son of one cent."

"But you are wrong..."

Kuang Zilong opened his eyes, looked deeply into his mother's eyes, and asked seriously, "So I was wrong? Did I do something wrong?"

Kuang's mother lowered her eyes, shed tears, and finally shook her head,

"No...it's not your fault, there is no right or wrong in love...Mom is very happy that you found someone you want to love...but I didn't expect that person to be a man, so your dad and I are very sad, very sad, very angry……"

Kuang Zilong put his head on Kuang's mother's lap, and looked out of the window sideways.

"I don't like him because he is a man. I like him because I don't care that he is a man. I like him very much. I feel happy when I see him. I miss him when I don't see him. When he cries, I feel very distressed. ...This kind of liking is very different, I like my mother and I like my father and my grandparents, but it is very different, these are two different kinds of liking, my heart is about to strike because it always beats too fast..."

Kuang's mother stroked her son's hair with her hands, her eyes were blurred in her vision, her voice was soft and sweet, "Silly boy... because that is love."