Volume 6: I Heard That It Was Love (10)

"Mom, let's eat," the puppet walked into the room with a dish, a soup and a bowl of rice, and put things on the table next to the bed, his fatigue could no longer be concealed by the not-so-bright candlelight, but he still explained apprehensively: "I'm sorry Mom, there was an extra cargo ship on the dock today, and there was an extra hour of cargo, so I came back late...... How are you doing today?"

"It's okay," the woman didn't glance in the direction of the puppet, and was even more indifferent to his tired voice, which he couldn't hide from his tiredness, he nodded indifferently, and his movements were as reserved as a perfectly up-bred lady, if she hadn't seen the scene where she once cried and laughed like crazy and wanted to strangle her own son, who would believe that she was a delirious madman?" "I'm not crippled enough to take care of myself, how can I not live well?"

"I—I didn't mean that," the puppet said hurriedly, "I'm just worried about you......"

"What are you worried about," the woman put down the pillow towel and embroidery needle and thread in her hand, flexibly supported the bed board with her hands, turned to face the table next to the bed, picked up the wet towel placed next to her and wiped her slender white hand, and then picked up the chopsticks and began to pick up vegetables to eat, casually answering her son's question, "I can eat and drink, as long as you don't leave my useless mother in this place to die, I will live well." ā€

"No, Mom, how could I do that?" the woman seemed to seldom talk to him, and the puppet was a little overjoyed when he heard that she didn't kick herself out in the first place, and when he heard this, he was busy showing his heart to her, and his eyes showed the truest and most primitive affection for his mother, this young man with an excessively old posture had the purest childish heart, "Mom, I will never leave you." ā€

"yes, you're not leaving," The woman finally looked up at him, her bright red lips curved slightly, outlining a beautiful and even very charming arc, she looked at the dark puppet with a smile, like a twenty-eight-year-old woman, and like a loving and peaceful mother, two completely different beauties mixed in her, making her full of fatal charm at this moment, but the wisps of resentment were accompanied by that beautiful smile, seeping out along the corners of her hooked eyes, like a web made of spider silk, enveloping the dark puppet in it, firmly trapping him, "Who made me give birth to you, a demon, you are destined to haunt me for the rest of my life. ā€

"I, I'm ......" The puppet's cheeks, which were slightly red from her words, turned white in an instant, and he couldn't think of any words of obedience or rebuttal for a long time, and he just stared at his mother's rare smile at him, but his heart was corroded by the viciousness of the cobweb, and his eyes were red.

- Even after all these years, he is still the one who has nothing but his mother.

"Let's get out," the woman showed a very happy expression because of her son's pain, and she even laughed softly a few times, as if she had tricked her own enemy, and when she had laughed enough, she said with a smile that had not yet dissipated: "I want to wash my hair tonight, you boil an extra bucket of water, by the way, where is the bottle of massage oil I bought last time, find out, I am lying down with a little back pain." ā€

But the puppet seemed to be accustomed to the stinging sarcasm that appeared from time to time, and as soon as he heard this, he suddenly came back to his senses, turned around and went to look for something and boiling water, but he didn't even eat after a day of work, and even the dirty clothes on his body only had time to take off his coat, "It's good right away! Mom, you eat first, and I'll prepare it for you right away!"

The dark puppet went out in a panic to prepare bath water and essential oils for her, and the woman stared at his back with dark eyes, and only sneered for a long time, lowered her head and began to eat elegantly, while Lin Yingkong, who sneaked in and watched the development of the situation, was already stunned in place and couldn't say anything.

…… He originally thought that since this woman had enjoyed all that her son had done for her with peace of mind, she would at least be kind to the puppet, but he didn't expect her to live so peacefully and happily, just to be able to torture him!

Yes, it's torture, Lin Yingkong can't see any hope of life and beautiful emotions of human nature in this woman's eyes, she hates the world, hates her son, she doesn't want to live, but she doesn't want to make the puppet live easily, so she lives so angrily and suppressively, and then turns these emotions into hatred and doubles it on Feng Rong, she blames all the misfortunes in her life on him!

Lin Yingkong thought that just looking at this woman and the puppet was enough to appreciate the two most extreme qualities in this world - how good human nature can be.

Not wanting to endure the beautiful but terrifying face of the woman anymore, Lin Ying vacated the room and went to the kitchen to see his young minister, at this time he silently used his spiritual power to maintain the soul of the seal, but he no longer had the desire to appear in front of him - no matter what he did here, the wheel of history still went down the established long river, if he did one thing with anticipation, it still couldn't change the saddest ending in the end, what could be more exhausting than this?

However, after the dark puppet waited for his mother to take a bath, and then hurriedly washed himself away, Lin Yingkong looked at the young man who was gobbling up leftovers, and still let himself come out of the shadows, pretending to greet him easily: "See you again...... Do you remember me?"

The puppet likes to sit on the steps of the door to eat as before, and he was about to clean up the dishes and chopsticks at this time, but when he looked up, he saw the young and gentle man standing in front of him, the other party was as fresh and harmonious as that dress, the puppet was stunned for a moment, the scenes in the memories were interconnected, he remembered the man who suddenly appeared and disappeared, "Ah, it's you......"

"Well, it's me," Lin Yingkong recalled the scene of his first official meeting with Feng Rong, he took a deep breath and smiled, and as he did then, he calmly introduced himself in the most sincere, smiling voice: "My name is Lin Yingkong. ā€

The familiar and gentle attitude made the overwhelmed dark puppet relax a little, he squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Yingkong, trying to make himself laugh, and said, "You don't look the same at all, I know that you are not an ordinary human." ā€

Lin Yingkong walked over and sat beside him, just like the last time, "But you've grown up, how are you doing?" he said in a tone with a hint of complexity.

"It's good, it's good," the concern from others made the dark puppet's eyes widen slightly, and he touched his nose quite uncomfortably, but maybe it was because Lin Yingkong had seen his most depressed appearance, his previous cowardice was a little less, and when facing Lin Yingkong's somewhat suspicious eyes, he didn't know what he remembered, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Really, I'm fine, although my mother's foot can't be cured, but her body has improved a lot in recent years, and her spirit is much more stable!"

Lin Yingkong didn't want to delve into how a minor child took good care of his disabled mother.

"Also, my mother is teaching me magic now!" The dark puppet stretched out his hand, gathered spiritual power, and condensed a small water ball in the palm of his hand, he didn't have any friends around him who could share, and it was impossible for that woman to praise him, so he was still a little excited when he saw Lin Yingkong's "same kind" at this time, "You see, I can at least take on some tasks from the supernatural world to subsidize my family!" At least this ability is not exactly a disaster for him...... And his mother will be willing to contact him more on this topic, he will not explore the reason, as long as he can stay with his mother he is satisfied.

Lin Yingkong frowned slightly, this kind of basic technique was completely comparable to the power of the Great Flood in the hands of the future Minister of Spirit Law Enforcement, but at this time, it was surprisingly weak, "Are you an adult, will anyone be willing to issue you a task?" Feng Rong's birthday is far away from spring, he is only eighteen years old at this time, and the Spiritual Security Bureau of this era has not officially taken over the order management of the supernatural world, but the supernatural world already has rules large and small, at least it is impossible for an underadult human cub to receive the task alone, with the current ability of the dark puppet, is he looking for death?

The puppet shook his head, then nodded again, "Mom picked it up." ā€

The anger came without warning, Lin Yingkong almost wanted to turn around and go into the house and choke the woman's neck, asking her how much she wanted to kill her biological son, but in the end he just closed his eyes and asked a little depressed: "What your mother asked you to do, will you do it?"

"Shouldn't that be the case?" said the puppet, a little shy and a little sad, "I don't have anything, so I can only be obedient." ā€

"Isn't that enough?" Lin Yingkong remembered the beautifully decorated room and the woman's delicate dress, and remembered the appearance of the young man squatting in the oily and dirty water carefully picking up the banknotes, "It's your responsibility to take care of her, but it's not the only thing you have to do in this life, haven't you thought about your future for yourself?"

"My future?" the puppet asked in confusion, feeling strange and terrified, "Isn't it enough to have a mother, what else do I have to think about?"

Lin Yingkong smiled bitterly, "You can't pin everything you have on your mother." ā€

"But everything I have is my mother's," the puppet repeated softly, "I have nothing." ā€

- Even after all these years, he still has nothing, and if his mother resents him, why can't he sacrifice himself?

Lin Yingkong was suddenly a little scared, "What if she dies?"

The dark puppet didn't get angry because of this question, his eyes dimmed for a moment but there was a touch of certainty, but his weakness didn't make people feel happy at all, "I haven't died miserably, how can she be willing to leave me?" When he said this, he even laughed, as if he would rather live a desolate life than die, just so that the woman could live happily and for a long time, and he was ready to die at any time, just to win that woman without regrets in her life.

This kind of relationship is too crazy, Lin Yingkong thought sourly, how can a person be so desperate and emotionally attached to another person?