To The Lovely You

   Actually, Luo Yichen had been wandering near his house, but he didn't have the courage to go home.

  Because... Since that time he caught his father cheating, he hired a private detective to investigate Luo Shaohua and that woman privately.

   Just before school, he got a call from a private detective. After that, they sent him emails, all of them were intimate photos of Luo Shaohua and the woman.

  Although he knew for a long time that his father had an affair with another woman, he also witnessed the scene. But... when he saw these photos, his heart was still as uncomfortable as being slashed by the sharpest knife.

   He thought of his mother, although the cost of food and clothing were all famous brands, and even though there was a group of servants serving... But, he could feel that she was not happy at all.

   He hesitated for a long time whether to tell her about this, because he was afraid that she would be hurt. However, if you continue to hide her, is that another kind of harm to her?

  Especially when the private detective sent a text message again, telling him that Luo Shaohua and the woman went to a well-known hotel to open a room tonight, he suddenly made a decision: tell the truth.

  Mom, you have the right to know the truth, and at the same time... also have the right to make your own choices.

   Watching the night sky darken little by little, and watching the stars in the sky gather little by little, he finally sighed deeply and walked towards home.

   As soon as he walked into the brightly lit hall, he saw Li Juan sitting on the sofa dignified and generous, with a pair of eyes looking out anxiously.

   Seeing her son come back, she let out a long sigh of relief, stood up and greeted her: "Yichen, where have you been? Why did you come back so late and didn't answer the phone? Have you eaten yet?"

   "I have eaten." Luo Yichen lied, then glanced at the servants standing in the hall, and turned to Li Juan, "Mom... I have something to tell you, let's go to the study!"

  My own son, Li Juan naturally knows it very well. Although he has always been so lukewarm since he was a child, his silence and calmness today are different from before.

   Her heart sank, and there was a trace of panic in the depths of those gentle eyes. He doesn't know anything...

   After entering the study, Luo Yichen locked the door before walking over to Li Juan and sat down.

  Li Juan's face was very pale, and a pair of well-maintained hands were clenching into fists uneasily at the moment, clenching in the corner of the aqua blue silk dress.

  Luo's study was originally very large, and it was dominated by black tones. The whole room felt dull and depressing. At this moment, the mother and son in this confined space are even more depressed.

  I don't know how long it took, Luo Yichen finally broke the silence first: "Mom, I have something that I hesitated for a long time, but decided to tell you. Before that, I hope you can be mentally prepared..."

  Although he knew it was cruel, he still decided to say it.

However, before he could finish speaking, Li Juan interrupted him with a trembling voice: "Yi Chen, if you want to tell me about your father, then... you don't have to. I know, what am I? all know……"

  Luo Yichen raised his eyes in astonishment, and bumped into Li Juan's eyes that contained tears. It turned out that my mother knew it long ago, even before him.

  However, she silently endured... In these years, in the time he didn't know, how much grievance she had suffered.

   "Mom, don't you... just forget it?" Luo Yichen bit his lip, squeezed the words out of his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, and made a sound.

  His fingernails have been deeply immersed in the palm of his hand...