Chapter Eighty-Three: The Past That Can't Be Turned Around

"You're up so early!"

As soon as An Yang left the room, she saw that Ai Mo had changed into sportswear and had cut fruit on the table.

"Well, I used to ask you to wake me up, and now I can be like you!"

Anju returned to this home again, which made Ai Mo feel very good, and smiled a little proudly, and handed Anju a glass of water that had been warmed in his hand.

Anjun has always had the habit of running in the morning, because she has to soak a few laps before going to work, she will get up very early, almost every day is the first person to Lingfeng, there is a period of time when she is too busy with work, she can only live in Lingfeng's dormitory, some people who come to the company early in the morning to catch up with work can also see Anju running.

Ai Mo didn't care much about her when she was a child, and her body looked thinner, and when she first came here, An Ju went out for a morning run, and she could only wait at home. At that time, Ai Mo had always longed for the feeling of being able to go out with Anyu and run in the morning light together.

"Got used to running in the park now?" Anju said as she ran.

"It's okay! Although there are a lot of people in the park in the morning, they are all old people who exercise in the morning, and it is good to get used to it. ”

"Yes, it is necessary to have such a mentality, and many things will have to be used to in the future, and slowly adapt, so that it will not be so easily affected."

After running, after cleaning up, and having breakfast, Anxu rarely sat on the city fast service, fortunately, the time is still early, there are not many people in the car, sitting by the window, blowing the breeze, the temperature of this season is also very comfortable.

After a while, An Yu found that in the afterglow, Ai Mo suddenly turned his head.

An Ju looked out carefully, and saw that among the few shops on the side of the road that had not yet opened, there was a café with a sign that looked a little old. An Ju suddenly remembered that when Ai Mo was a child, her mother also opened a café, but it was not open again because of the robot conflict and injury incident, and she turned out directly, and I am afraid that the café has been open until today. And what has remained to this day is the shadow in Aimo's heart.

"It's comfortable to take a taxi to work every day, what do you say? Xiao Ai. ”

Hearing his name called, Ai Mo turned his head again and nodded slightly, but his expression was still a little dazed.

An Ying sighed silently in her heart, she also understood that heart disease is not so easy to treat, and if you want to cure it, you can only start from the source, but how can this source be touched by Aimo? Over time, An Ju felt that this had also become a piece of her heart.

"Xiao Ai, look at that mother and daughter."

An Ju suddenly pointed to a mother and daughter sitting not far in front, the mother was very young, but from her demeanor, she could see that she was the mother of the little girl next to her.

The mother seemed to be teaching the child something, and the child's tears were rolling in her eyes, but she was afraid of the stern mother, and the tears never dared to fall. There are very few people in the fast service, and in the carriage here, except for An Hui and Ai Mo, the two are the mother and daughter. But apparently the mother is usually very strict with the child's education, even if the child has begun to sobb slightly, she still holds back her crying.

"What do you think the mother did to her child like this?" Anju asked.

Ai Mo looked at it carefully for a while, it seemed that the mother's education was still continuing, and the child's tears finally flowed, but after the mother saw the child's tears, she became more serious. Ai Mo has always been able to stop thinking about the influence of others on him, but now he can't help but feel the magnetic field fluctuations coming from there. But this fluctuation surprised her.

"How?" Anju asked when she saw the change in Aimo's expression.

"Some, weird, I don't know if I'm feeling wrong." Aimo's answer was a little uncertain.

"Tell me, my eyesight isn't bad."

"Hmm." Momo nodded.

"Although the mother looked very strict, she didn't seem to have any strong mood swings in her heart, as if she was just doing a very ordinary thing, but after the child cried, there were some subtle changes."

An Cheng nodded. "Well, what about the kid?"

"The child seems to be a little nervous." Ai Mo frowned, and couldn't help but think of his hesitation and helplessness when facing his parents when he was a child.

That's right, I think the subtle changes that appeared in this mother are probably a trace of reluctance and helplessness! Seeing a child crying, no mother will not feel distressed. "However, children are uneasy in the face of their parents' harsh treatment, and sometimes they don't even know what they are doing wrong, because the child's cognition is not yet mature. Some parents will unconsciously choose what they think is the right way to treat their child, such as criticizing or throwing tantrums, so that the child understands the nature of the matter. This mother, I'm afraid, is using her strictness to make the child understand the truth she wants her to understand. ”

Ai Mo was thoughtful.

"If we look at it from the perspective of a bystander, we adults will not be as hesitant or even frightened as this child. If this child grows up, or has younger siblings, or grows up and has his own children, will he understand more thoroughly? ”

Momo nodded.

"But now, the child doesn't understand, and can't see it, if the temper is big, or if something is excessive, the child will think that the mother does not love her, and even hates her, disgusts her, and over time there will be a rebellious mentality."

Hearing this, Ai Mo suddenly felt that there was something in An Yu's words.

"What do you want to say?"

Ango looked at Ai Mo.

"What I want to say is that sometimes people lose the ability to judge when they are disturbed by emotions, and even have the exact opposite judgment, but the person who caused it may not have that intention at all. Like this mother, harsh treatment is just a means of her education. Have you ever wondered how your parents were in the first place? ”

Since following An Ju, An Mo has never taken the initiative to talk to anyone from the Ai family in front of Ai Mo, and Ai Mo looked at An Ju a little confused.

She didn't think about this problem, and she also wondered if her psychological tolerance was too weak and the stimulation was too strong at that time, so she would give an overreaction every time, so that things eventually developed to the later level.

But every time I can't convince myself, after all, in the end, my parents chose to leave with my younger brother, and abandoned themselves when they needed them the most, and they have never taken the initiative to contact them for so many years.

After leaving the nursing home for a while, Ai Mo once plucked up the courage to ask the nursing home staff for her parents' contact information, but the hospital told her that the few contact information left by her family had been cancelled. The person who gave birth to her and raised her and once brought her a happy childhood, really left like this, leaving no trace.

Ai Mo hesitated for a while before saying, "I, I'm afraid I still can't understand them." ”

Seeing the mood of such a depressed moxa, An Ju was also a little helpless, she also knew that it was difficult to let moxa mob untie the knot from the root, just thinking that a few years had passed, maybe she could forget some, but she still underestimated the impact of childhood shadows on a child.

He patted Ai Mo's shoulder, letting her head rest on her shoulder.

Leaning on An Ju, her calm state seems to be the best soothing, Ai Mo's somewhat chaotic mood gradually calmed down, she didn't know what An Ju said for, but her heart knot was like a dead knot, she was going to go back and forth, but the more she brushed it, the more chaotic it became, I really hope that time can dilute it. At that point, the front page will be completely turned.