When Meng Shi woke up, the needle for the infusion had been removed, and there was only a band-aid left in his hand.

Through the window of the infusion room, it was dark outside.

It was quiet in the hospital, and the trees on both sides of the road rustled in the wind.

This sleep was really comfortable, and Meng Shi felt that his whole mental state was different.

For people who usually don't take injections or medicines, an occasional infusion of Western medicine treatment is as effective as a panacea.

It's no wonder that Brother Delan can't do the Western doctor in the village.

Meng Shi's brain is very active now, and he thinks about a lot of things in a mess, the most important of which is how to get his mother done.

The two of them repeated the way they had come, and returned home in silence.

Meng Shi didn't know if her silence was a punishment for him, or if she just had nothing to say, so when she opened the door, she said, "Comrade Xia Qin, I'm hungry." ”

She seemed surprised by Meng Shi's salutation, and when she turned around, her eyebrows furrowed under her glasses.

He didn't speak, but after entering the door and putting down his bag, he walked into the kitchen.

It seems that the time to come is still coming.

The silence is relative, what a familiar scene.

Every time Meng Shi made her angry, she didn't admit her mistake, so the next few days were basically this scene.

"Do you know how you look in my mind?"

Meng Shi said as he walked to his room.

In the past, whenever she was like this, Meng Shi would be silent with her, even if there was something that had to be said, she had to maintain the bottom line of not calling her mother.

And then until one day they forget, the two people will get back together.

But now Meng Shi will not be like this.

"You're not like my mom."

When I went out, the camera was not turned off and the battery was already dead.

Meng Shi looked for a spare battery in his bag.

"I feel like you've been sent by the state to educate me."

Meng Shi started to change the battery of the camera, and he wanted to record what would happen.

"Growing up, the most common thing you said to me was, no."

Turn the camera on.

I just want to record it.

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, it doesn't seem to work anything other than studying."

"There was never communication between us."

Meng Shi was tentatively touching her to understand her, and at the same time wanted his mother to know what he wanted.

There seems to be no need for such a relationship between father and son, mother and child in our country.

But Meng Shi wanted to do it.

I clicked on the record, and then walked out with a tripod.

Wasn't the invention of the camera meant to record life?

Mom watched Meng Shi come out with a camera, but still didn't speak.

After Meng Shi got the injection, after lingering for several days, he was inexplicably excited.

When placing the tripod, there was even spare time, using the level of the tripod cat, taking a composition, pulling a depth of field, and letting the camera place the mother in the left two-thirds of the overall picture.

In the camera's view, it is dim outside, the kitchen light is on, and the kitchen window becomes a mirror.

The glass is not as clear as the mirror, and if you look closely, you can see the light of another building.

In the kitchen, my mother was reflected in the window, as if suspended in the lights between the buildings.

The focus of the camera is on the shadow of this window.

Meng Shi walked over and leaned against the door of the kitchen, and the light in the living room cast his shadow into the kitchen, blurryly spreading a large patch under her feet.

"Mom, can I ask you a question?"

She didn't speak, just turned on the hot green onions, and poured water into the pot.

This is to make green onion noodles, and you have to eat light ones when you have a cold.

After all, his son is distressed, but the silence must continue, and his mother can't break the ice.

Meng Shi knew that he couldn't get an answer now, so after asking, he said to himself, "For example, let's go back in time, I just entered junior high school, and I have always listened to you." ”

Words are what Meng Shi is good at, and the so-called asking a question just allows her to focus on his words.

"I studied hard, I was admitted to Hezhou No. 1 Middle School in high school, I went to Fudan in college, and after graduation, I went to the capital Sijiu City for development, will you be happy?"

Meng Shi's tone was very flat, as if imagining and depicting a parallel world.

There is no estrangement between mother and child, and there is harmony.

Mom was still silent, but she listened.

This is the goal she set for Meng Shi, but where can time go backwards.

Meng Shi had completely deviated from her expectations.

"You should be happy."

Meng Shi asked himself questions, and then he crouched down, and the shadow shrank into a ball following his movements.

"But that's what you want, what about me?"

Mom's hand stopped, and she couldn't help but think along Meng Shi's question.

yes, that's what I want, what about him?

Meng Shi looked up at her back and continued, "You gave me a direction. ”

"So I smashed the guitar he left for me in order to make you happy, junior high school, high school, college, employment, and I started to run desperately in the direction of your finger."

Mom stood there dumbfounded, remembering when she persuaded Meng Shi to put down her guitar.

If Meng Shi really put down the guitar, what will become of the future, will it become what she expects?

The whirring sound of the range hood is annoying, and it should be replaced with a new one.

"I thought the direction of your finger was happiness, and if you were happy, I would be happy."

She didn't know when she had turned around and looked at Meng Shi who was squatting there.

Isn't the desired direction happiness?

"There's no happiness there, there's just a big wall." Meng Shi lowered his head and spoke in a low tone.

He reached out and hammered twice in front of his eyes, as if there really was a wall there.

Then he looked up at her and asked, "Shouldn't this be?" ”

"You say this is life, life is like this, the ideal is illusory, but life is real."

Meng Shi coughed twice, sounding like a laugh.

"It dawned on me that I smashed that guitar and I became the opposite of my dad."

"That's not the case...... Mom blurted out.

"I hate him, so I should be happy."

Meng Shi didn't seem to hear her words, showed an ugly smile, and said excitedly: "So I hit my head on it, and there are cars and houses painted on the wall, how good." ”

After laughing, he frowned, his face was puzzled, and he said hesitantly: "But why, later, I became a person who only has emotions when it comes to money, stinky and stupid!" ”

Meng Shi held his head, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, "I don't want to be like that anymore, but I don't want to be him either......"

Seeing Meng Shi like this, my mother finally couldn't help but run over, hugged Meng Shi tightly in her arms, and muttered unconsciously, "It's not like this... That's not true... It won't be like this... It won't be like this..."

Meng Shi saw that it was about the same, so he began to get to the point, and said firmly: "I won't be like him!" I'll go to college if you want! ”

"No more school, no more school."

When my mother hugged Meng, it was very tight.

"If you're happy, I'll be happy, and I'll listen to you in the future."

Meng Shi sniffled twice.

The old mother seemed to understand something, hugged Meng Shi and whispered, "You are happy... I'm happy, you're happy, I'm happy! Whatever you want to do in the future, your mother will support you. ”

Meng Shi also hugged her tightly and did not speak again.

My mother disguised herself as very tough, looking like a beetle, but in fact she was just a cocooned silkworm.

At this moment, Meng Shi suddenly regretted that his method of tearing her protective shell was too rough.

Rebirth seems to have lost something to itself.

He lowered his head and pressed his face tightly against his mother's hair:

"I'm happy right now, so you have to be happy too."

Mom, the world will be fine.