The sky outside the window is a little gloomy, not like a night at night, but like being wrapped in a steamer and impenetrable depression, which makes people feel inexplicably breathless, even in a night when you can't see your fingers, you can feel the gloom of the wind and rain.

In a generally decorated living room, two graceful women sat at both ends of the sofa on one side, neither of them looking at anyone, and the atmosphere suddenly seemed a little deadlocked.

An older woman with a plumper, more mature and charming body is naturally Luo Qingqing's well-maintained mother, and a younger woman with skin full of collagen is naturally Luo Qingqing herself.

The woman's gaze actually does not fluctuate, but the wrinkles at the center of the eyebrows indicate that such a woman is not actually treated well by life, and life has also given her a compulsory course that she has to face, and the coldness in her eyes is with a dead astringency, it seems that the years have not only left traces on her face, but also carved a spell on her heart.

And Luo Qingqing, who was sitting on the other side, lowered her eyes at this time, and there was no emotion in her eyes that had experienced the injury of the young beast after the injury, some of them were just mocking and cold, her emotions were not as noisy as expected, and there was no search for death and life in idol dramas, she seemed to accept such a life like this, and at this time she was like a cat licking her wounds alone, refusing anyone's intervention.

You can't just sit and stalemate until dawn, although people can't be fully understood and fully empathized, but the communication itself is everyone's need.

"Qingqing, my mother feels that the only thing she owes is actually you. Qingqing's mother's tone was a little flat, but the tone of the narrative sentence revealed a sense of ignorance.

"I owe nothing, I'm living well, I'm well fed, I'm warmly dressed, I'm not satisfied. Qingqing also answered her mother's question as usual.

The way of communication between this mother and daughter has always been like this, they don't play the emotional card, and there is not even a very emotional dialogue, communication and exchange have always been simple, direct and bright styles, obviously two people with very different styles, but the coldness and coldness in their bones are the same as before.

Are people inherently cool?

No.

"Qingqing, I know that you have had some problems recently, and your school life and family life are a little unhappy, can you tell me about it, maybe it will help your mood. There was a touch of worry in the exhaustion in the woman's eyes, after all, the girl in front of her was a piece of meat that fell from her body, her sadness and unhappiness, how could she not be worried as a mother?

But worry is worry, hard work is hard work, and regret is useful when the results have already been presented?

It's useless, after all, there has never been a regret medicine in this world.

Qingqing's eyes stared at her slender white fingers, but the mockery that flashed in her eyes was indifferent, she didn't raise her head, sighed and said:

"It's late, Mom, you weren't there when I needed you the most, and now I don't think I need you that much, and if I really need you, what can you change?"

Without waiting for the woman to answer, she said to herself: "Actually, you can't solve anything, you can't change the results that have happened, you can't change the people who have changed your mind, you can't redeem the people who have changed your mind, you are trying to do something, in fact, you are not a very good actor, and your behavior is so bad that people can see through what you are thinking at a glance." ”

"I have the current result that I brought on myself, I have done something wrong, and I should bear the consequences and responsibilities of doing something wrong, and I recognize all of this and the result. ”

The more Luo Qingqing said, the more slippery she felt, and in the end, it was a little bit of a broken jar.

Qingqing's mother listened to Qingqing's words, but after all, she sighed, rubbed her eyebrows that couldn't be unsolvable, and tried to say something, but she still couldn't say anything.

Her daughter's current mind is beyond her expectations, she has no idea when her daughter has grown to such an extent, and this kind of impact has brought her far more than surprises, but more shock.

She knew the weight and temperature of the girl's words in front of her, and knew that behind the girl's words, she had already seen the problem very mature and thoroughly, and in the face of such a daughter, it was no longer a problem that communication and education could solve.

Perhaps, she has been immersed in her own world for too long, so long that she knows nothing about this life and the world, at this time she is like a strange intruder, trying to push open the door of other people's hearts, she originally thought that there was no problem, but now she does not feel so at all.

In this world, there is never love and hate for no reason.

Qingqing saw her mother's momentary stunned and wanted to express but didn't know how to be good hesitation and entanglement, the softness in her heart still faintly felt like she was stung by something, she couldn't bear it, but she was not used to having this kind of emotion, so she still suppressed her emotions.

The woman was just stunned by herself, and she couldn't understand the thoughts and struggles in her daughter's heart at this time, but at this time, Qingqing had already hidden those emotions that she had not experienced.

Qingqing also felt that it seemed that no matter what the problem could be solved if it continued like this, and she knew that the woman in front of her was actually very smart, and she thought that maybe she could try to communicate with her.

Family affection is not as unbreakable as the so-called in the world, nor as beautiful as imagined, it is the same as many feelings in this world, precious, but also easy to break, but it is different from any kind of feeling in this world, it is more intimate, more charming and magical.

"Mom, why did you fall in love with my dad in the first place and choose to be with my dad?" Qingqing's question seemed a little scathing and straightforward.

Qingqing actually doesn't understand until now, her father in her eyes is like a cold-blooded animal, which makes people feel strange and terrible, she thought that her father still has some true feelings for her, but now it seems that her father, in fact, loves him the most, she doesn't understand, can't her mother be with him for so many years, can't she see what kind of character her father is?

Qingqing always thinks that there are some characteristics of people that will never change, maybe they are well hidden when they are young, but they will eventually show up with time.

The woman on the side of the sofa leaned back on the sofa, tightened her arms together, curled back in a comfortable position, thought for a while, and began to answer the girl's question.