"Come out! you come out for me!" Wen Xiaocheng shouted loudly in his heart, "Wen Xiaodao!

No matter how high the IQ is, after all, he is only fifteen years old, and in front of his mother, he is just a child. Xiao Cheng couldn't help but turn back since he found out that his mother was secretly following behind, and finally endured it when he got home and didn't cry, but at this time the tears couldn't stop anymore.

"Wen Xiaodao! What should I do? Your sanity is mature!"

Xiao Cheng leaned against the wall, tears kept flowing down his cheeks, and there were countless deductions in his mind:

What I want most is to cry and pounce on her, call Mom, and then ask her: Why did you leave me alone? Have you remarried? Will you never come back?

What would she say? If there was a perfect reason, everyone would be happy, but if not? If she said that she left because she couldn't bear the pressure, how would she face this mother?

Wen Xiaodao in the virtual world is also full of tears, Xiaocheng's mother is also his mother.

"Your mother's love from the age of ten to fifteen was given by your grandmother, but at least until you were ten years old, she didn't owe you, even if it was because of those ten years, don't speak ill of you, okay. ”

Xiao Cheng gritted his teeth, he was in a mess, and he didn't know whether he loved or hated in his heart, but he just wanted to cry, and he wanted to cry in his mother's arms. And now, only against the wall.

"Even if there is a mistake, it was five years ago, when she has a last resort and makes your most rational judgment, if you hate her, you will not be better, it is better to be generous, just like the trivial grievance with Zhang Peiyue, in fact, this knot is as insignificant to us......"

Wen Xiaodao's persuasion was also a little pale, and even poor words. It is impossible for others to know that a teenager is lying on the bed looking at the stars outside the window and crying silently, silently thinking in his heart: Mom, where are you? Why don't you want me anymore...... What a mood!

"We survived, didn't we? We all survived such a difficult day, be brave, and show your mother that you have grown up. ”

Xiao Cheng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and before getting up, he suddenly took out his mobile phone as if he remembered something, and his fingers quickly tapped on the screen, and with the transfer of energy, his emotions calmed down a lot.

took a deep breath, wiped away his tears, and deliberately took a picture with the screen of his mobile phone, although his eyes were red, at least he didn't look so embarrassed, flashed around the corner, and walked straight to his mother. At a distance of more than ten meters, each step weighs more than a thousand catties, and my mother's appearance has not changed at all, it seems to be exactly the same as five years ago.

In five years, Wen Xiao has grown into a young man, and now he is half a head taller than his mother.

Reaching out and gently wiping away the tears on my mother's face, "Don't cry, it's good to come back." ”

Zhou Qingyan guessed countless reactions from her son, she thought that Xiao Cheng might not recognize him, and spoke coldly to him, and also thought of Xiao Xiang's hysterical roar like in a romance drama, or pointed to her nose and asked herself, why did she abandon her son back then, she had no news for five years, and even wanted to sever the mother-son relationship on the spot, but she didn't expect Xiao Cheng to be like this......

So calm.

"You're remarried?"

Zhou Qingyan was shocked, and then nodded guiltily.

"Lawyer Gu surnamed Gu?"

Zhou Qingyan nodded again.

"How are you doing all these years?"

Zhou Qingyan was ashamed to death, "Xiaocheng, mom is sorry for you......" said, and two lines of tears welled up again.

"It's okay, in the past five years, without you, I've survived. ”

Answer sorry with okay, there is nothing wrong with it, but hearing this made Zhou Qingyan's heart feel like a knife.

"Actually, you divorced my dad, and I don't blame you for leaving, but you should have a letter all these years. Xiao Cheng said in a flat tone, "Okay, forget about the past, there's no point in complaining about you, you came back this time, just to see me?"

Zhou Qingyan nodded.

"I see it now, but what about after that?"

Zhou Qingyan's face changed greatly, and he said in fear: "Xiaocheng, don't be like this, let my mother look at you again, my mother ......"

Xiao Cheng smiled miserably, "It's okay, you can watch it if you want to, you can watch it at any time, you can come back if you want to, I'm here, it's never changed." It's just that...... When I miss my mother, I want to see my mother, where can I go to see it?"

It's good to think about it at a small cost, to control your emotions, but in the end, you still can't help but release it.

"Xiaocheng, can you forgive your mother?"

Xiao Cheng smiled, "I know, you ran up and down, waiting for my father's case Chen An to settle before submitting a divorce application, and I also know that you and my father divorced before remarrying and starting a new life, so you don't owe the Wen family." As for me, I've only heard that my son owes my mother, but I haven't heard that my mother owes her son, and that she has at least ten years of nurturing grace, isn't it?

The word mother has a different weight in everyone's heart, Xiaocheng's mother in her heart is just what she looked like before she was ten years old, and after that, someone described how great the mother's love was, how kind the mother was, and it was not the mother that jumped out of Xiaocheng's mind, but the grandmother.

How can a child who hasn't had a mother for five years not hate it in his heart?

But hatred is meaningless, especially for one's own mother.

"Okay, you're my mother, and it's my mother who divorced my dad, who made you my mother? It's good to come back, it's good to come back......" Xiao Cheng gently patted his mother's shoulder, he wanted to plunge into his mother's arms and cry bitterly, and he also wanted to point to his mother's nose and ask why he didn't say goodbye back then! But he kept telling himself in his heart, be strong, you have grown up.

Instead of hating her for five years of no news, it is better to think more about the mother-son relationship in the first ten years, or, so that everyone can get a little better.

"Forget it today, it's embarrassing for you to meet my dad, tomorrow, tomorrow my dad will definitely go to drink with friends, I'll call you then, and we'll talk later." ”

Xiao Cheng said, took out her mobile phone from her mother's satchel, touched the screen, dialed her number, and after a while, the phone in her trouser pocket rang.

"This is my phone, saved for you, where do you live now?"

Zhou Qingyan calmed down and replied, "I live in the military district guest house in the town." ”

Xiao Cheng nodded slightly, there are no decent hotels in Dongfeng Town, and they can live in the guest house of the military region, "I have to go back, wait for me to eat at home." ”

At the mention of eating, Xiao Cheng's heart was tightened again, his father was released from prison, his mother was also there, and the dream he had already centrifuged himself was so close, but it was close at hand, but it was always one step away.

At that table, there was destined to be one less.

The mobile phone rang again, and grandma had already urged, waving to her mother, "Mom, see you tomorrow." ”

Two alleys, only a few dozen steps away, quickly wiped away the tears and returned home, the house has already set up a round table, full of a large table of dishes, all of which my father loves to eat. Grandma and father's eyes were red, so they didn't care too much when they saw that Xiaocheng had just cried, and grandma said: "Xiaocheng, have you washed your hands? Let's eat! Although today is not the New Year, this is the first reunion dinner in five years!"

Xiao Cheng looked at the position opposite his father, his face froze, and then he raised his glass and smiled: "Yes!

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The reunion dinner is not a reunion, this Nima is called a regret beauty.

At the end of the recommendation, seven in the morning and nine in the evening every day, twice a day should be able to satisfy you, right?