Mother has really changed a lot. She became homely, gentle, and more smiling.

I can't help but wonder what has happened in the past month or so.

But I also know that her change is not because of me; I still can't get into her heart.

The childish personality that lived in my body and was always crying and crying also left after the catharsis of that day.

The knot in his heart was still untied, and he still couldn't forgive his mother, but he didn't want to stay any longer.

Even though I asked him to wait until he had completely resolved his grievances for so many years before leaving, and repeatedly assured that Angel and I would help him, he still insisted on choosing this cruel way to end it.

In a way, I'm a "normal person" now.

But in fact, because of the sudden loss of that child's personality, I felt doubly hollow.

Weekends under one roof with my mother made me almost moldy. On Sunday afternoon, I couldn't wait to flee back to school.

Angel arrived at the classroom very late. He looked gloomy and saw me barely tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Until the end of the self-study, Angel did not speak to me.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked slowly back to his dormitory with his head down. I was separated from him by a single person's distance, and I followed him, and I wanted to talk a few times.

If there's something he won't tell me, I have no reason to ask.

But his low tone not only worries me, but also unssures me.

After two lukewarm days, during this lunch break, I finally couldn't resist calling him into the hallway and asking him what was going on.

Angel asked me, "Don't you know?" ”

It's inexplicable. "Know what?"

"My dad and your mom."

I felt impatient: "Can you not just say half of it?" What the hell are your dad and my mom ......?"

An astonishing guess popped into my mind. I couldn't speak anymore.

Anqi whispered, "Kang Rong, you give me a little time." ”

I was lying on the railing, and in front of me was a green bamboo forest. The hot summer breeze takes away the sweat from the body and blows the bamboo leaves to sway. My mind was full of my mother's unusual changes.

I couldn't believe that Angie's father really wanted to build a family with her mother - Angel's mother was the perfect wife and mother compared to her mother.

I also can't understand why my mother would want to have another child for a married man - despite the fact that Angie's father is very good, they are from a completely different world......

After a while, Angel said again: "Your mother has always been single, and it is nothing to reorganize the family. But my mom was different. ”

So...... Because of the relationship between parents, it is going to end like this? I couldn't ask.

An Qi said in a deep voice: "Kang Rong, don't think about it. I just need time. ”

"Understood."

Angel regained his poker face and stood in front of the railing; I went back to the classroom.

Most of the class was taking a nap, and some were struggling to write. I'm not sleepy or in the mood for homework. I scribbled on the draft.

If Zhao Wei becomes my stepfather...... So what are me and Angel? Schoolmate? Lover? Brothers?

……

Angel moved back to his old place, across from my desk.

Our mode of getting along becomes reluctant and awkward. We were almost everywhere we went – classrooms, dormitories, cafeterias, stadiums...... But we rarely talk. Even if we have to say a few words once in a while, we tacitly avoid each other's gaze.

God knows how hard it took me to suppress my desire to be close to him.

Occasionally, I glanced at his seat and found his expressionless and confused expression, and I was very annoyed.

I understand Angel's struggle. Like him, I was at a loss for what to do with my new identity.

Angel never offered to end it. I told myself every day that he just needed time to come to terms with it.

As long as he doesn't run away, I won't let go.

Xu Zhi will also occasionally tease: "The two of you are really like an old husband and wife recently, ah no, old husband." ”

I didn't bother to talk to him. Not long ago, I imagined that I would become two old men with Angel decades later, and now I have a headache just thinking about it.

This guy isn't perfect, and he's no worse than me when he gets the tip of his horns.

I don't want to put pressure on him to reluctantly accept me because I can't let go, and I don't want to just be a stranger to him. I had no choice but to give him space and time to wait for him to make a decision.

Because of her parents, Angel has to go home on weekends. I stayed in school. Angel went back to accompany his mother, and my mother was already accompanied.

As I remember, Angel was a dutiful person. He was grateful to his adoptive parents, and somewhat hostile to my mother, who had robbed him of her happiness.

Even if it weren't for sending me home, his dad wouldn't have met my mother once in a while, and what would have happened to him wouldn't have happened......

It's not the first time my mother has broken up other people's families, and I never thought of her as a "bad person" – she just did what she wanted to do.

But this time it's Angel's family...... For the first time, I found it hard to agree with her.

Despite the confusion in my mind, I studied harder than before.

It seemed that the only thing I could do was to leave the family as soon as possible and be by Anqi's side as an independent and equal person.

In the blink of an eye, it's the end of the semester again.