Chapter 6: Meet Mom
Yongin City is only 40 kilometers away from Seoul. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Li Yiming didn't let his assistant Wang Xiaoming drive, and arrived here alone.
South Korea's traffic signs are very convenient, basically bilingual markings, many places also have Chinese, Japanese signs, follow the mobile phone map, Li Yiming successfully arrived at the destination.
A very high-end looking residential community with relatively tight security. Li Yiming drove in, and both sides of the road were basically single-family villas with their own courtyards and parking lots.
The Mercedes-Benz car drove slowly, Li Yiming looked around left and right, and his mood was a little nervous, compared to the first time he played the finals that year, he was not much more reckless.
Yes, today, Li Yiming is finally going to see his mother.
The mother who has long disappeared from memory and has not even left a decent photo.
"Here!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from the right, Li Yiming braked and turned his head, and a middle-aged woman with a good appearance seemed to be standing in front of the gate of a villa, her hands raised high, and her tone sounded very excited.
The woman is not alone, and she is holding a middle-aged man in her other hand, looking similar in age to Li Yiming's father, and there is a little girl who looks like a student next to her, who looks like a high school student at most.
They looked intimate, and the three of them looked very happy, and walked towards Li Yiming with smiles on their faces.
It seems to be a very harmonious family.
Li Yiming parked the car, and the women immediately surrounded him. It seemed that he wanted to take Li Yiming's hand, but he couldn't help it, he didn't know where to put his two hands for a while, and he seemed to say something, but after brewing for a long time, he only shouted to let Li Yiming enter the house, and he couldn't say anything more.
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Enter the hallway, take off your coat, change your shoes, and sit on the sofa in the living room.
Li Yiming glanced around, clean, tidy, warm color decoration has a warm feeling, large and small photos, souvenirs fill the corners of the house, almost all of them are photos of the family.
I was very nervous before, but when I sat down, my heart calmed down.
Yes, she also has her own life, and I have lived with my father peacefully for so many years, just to meet, just to meet in general.
Li Yiming obviously has a lot of questions to ask and a lot to say, but he doesn't want to say anything at the moment, he originally came with some hatred, but that hatred has now disappeared.
Mom is very happy now, no matter what kind of thoughts and goals she had at the beginning, if she wants to leave Li Yiming's father and son, she must have her hardships, right? The stubborn must be investigated one by one, how can too much pain be said?
In the past, let it pass
For so many years, although she has never ignored herself, when she finally made a name for herself in the NBA, she did not come to seek benefits from herself.
Just when he saw her for the first time, Li Yiming felt from the bottom of his heart that his mother was not a powerful and material person, so the conjecture that he disliked his father and ran away without a career was self-defeating.
He is a single-parent family, he has been very sensible and persistent since he was a child, but he has never had the kind of negative emotions that many children from single-parent families have, Li Yiming is always good at forgiveness, as long as he walks out of those unbearable and muddy things safely and sees the sunshine, the sores he suffered before will be left behind.
What is the use of being angry, angry, and questioning her except for affecting the harmony of other families?
Li Yiming's mother, Yang Shuhui, is sitting opposite Li Yiming at the moment, holding a cup of tea for a long time without words, she should have been organizing her own language.
It was a long time before she finally spoke.
"Yiming, can I call you Yiming." As soon as she opened her mouth, it was Chinese with a slight accent, but she spoke very fluently, and when she was with Li Yiming's father, she should have practiced hard for a long time.
"Absolutely." Li Yiming smiled and nodded, "Mom." ā
Seeing his mother's entangled look, Li Yiming's heart softened suddenly: "Don't use any burden, Mom"
"When I was a child, I was very resentful of you, very disappointed in you, but I also wanted to see what you were like, I wanted to hug you, I wanted to eat the food you cooked for me, I wanted you to watch my game." Li Yiming's face was gentle, and his eyes were full of memories.
"Sometimes, I ask my father, 'Daddy, what kind of person is Mommy?' My father would always tell me, 'Your mother is a very quiet and beautiful woman, gentle and always smiling, and she is kind every day, like a sunflower that is always open. Li Yiming paused, "It seems that Dad didn't lie to me, you are really beautiful, Mom." ā
With his words, Yang Shuhui suddenly couldn't help it and couldn't cry.
Li Yiming hurriedly took out a few tissues, brought them to his mother, and said while wiping her eyes: "What is there to cry mother, don't cry, I don't blame you now, I don't blame you at all, I see that you are living a good life now, and I am happy for you." ā
Li Yiming's sensibility made Yang Shuhui feel a little distressed, how many grievances he had experienced before he became such a delicate boy who cares about the feelings of others very much.
"Mom, I'm sorry for you." She hugged Li Yiming, tears kept flowing, "Mom, I'm sorry for you, good boy." ā
Is this a hug from Mommy?
For more than 20 years, Li Yiming hugged his mother for the first time, but it felt like it was warmer than what was written in those stories.
After a while, Li Yiming kept calming Yang Shuhui's emotions before she stopped her tears.
"Come on, don't say it, don't say it, just don't blame your mother." She grabbed Li Yiming's hand, "I'll introduce you." ā
She pointed to the middle-aged man beside her, "This is, Mom's companion, Jin Zhenxiong, you can just call him Uncle Jin." ā
Li Yiming looked over, the middle-aged man had a kind smile on his face, it seemed that his body was not strong, he was wearing glasses, and he had a scholarly atmosphere. Yang Shuhui added in due course, "Your Uncle Kim is a doctor who works in Seoul, and it was because I saw you today that I specially asked for leave to rush back." ā
Jin Zhenxiong was very enthusiastic, gave Li Yiming a hug, put his arm on his shoulder and said, "It's great, I basically watch your ball game, and I have all the live broadcasts." Although it was a simple compliment, the tone was very appreciative, and the attitude did not look like a politeness.
Yang Shuhui pulled over the girl who hadn't said anything on the side, and said, "This is your sister, Xuan." ā
Li Yiming looked at his sudden sister.
She is not very old, she should be sixteen or seventeen years old, she is not tall, but she should be tall among her peers. A pair of big eyes are also looking at themselves, and there are still some tears in them, I should have cried just now like my mother, and my little face like an apple is red, and I shouldn't be very comfortable with having such a brother as myself overnight.
Li Yiming looked at his mother, his chin flaunted to Jinsuo, and nodded to himself: he was asking her if this was his own sister.
Yang Shuhui nodded.
Li Yiming looked back and smiled at the little girl: "How old are you?" ā
The girl also smiled, revealing her neat teeth, and her two big eyes were bent into a beautiful crescent, which really looked a little similar to Li Yiming.
"Sixteen."
looks more mature than expected, but in general, she is still a young and beautiful girl who can be pinched out of water, Li Yiming feels very wonderful.
I also have a younger sister.
How so? It's not bad to be an older brother.
He grinned and rubbed the girl's neat bangs, not rusty at all, "It's so cute." ā