The softness on the back of the hand was a little tighter.
Mom still remembers that you spoke for the first time and called Mom, "You didn't cry or make a fuss when you went to school on the first day and said that you should study hard and make a lot of money when you grow up and respect your mother... During those days, Mom was very happy, and it was the happiest time in your mother's life.
Later, you came to adolescence and were a little rebellious. Mom was worried that you would go on the wrong path and strictly demanded you. Mom was worried about your future and hoped that you would study hard, so Mom always beats you and scolds you.
For eighteen years, my mother has watched you grow up little by little. Whether it is when you are toddlers, or when you grow up, you have your own thoughts, although my mother is often worried, she is happy, but she doesn't understand...
Mom choked up and said: Why did your personality change so much since you went to high school...
Sorry...Mom... I said softly in my thick hair, too soft and too weak.
Mom said: It’s because Mom hasn’t noticed your psychological changes. Mom cares too much about your study and has not provided correct guidance on your psychological growth.
Mom should not avoid sex, and should not always be afraid of talking about this issue. Mom should not block your ideas in this regard.
Mom laughed self-deprecatingly and said: Mom is clearly from your age, I clearly know that love is simple at the age of sixteen or seventeen, why should I stop you from falling in love?
Perhaps it was because of my negligence that you were psychologically distorted. In this way, why did you make a mistake not my own?
I understood why my mother later supported my relationship with Wang Xinran.
It turns out that my mother has always been worried about that matter, so what about me?Am I really aware of my mistake?If I really knew I was wrong, then what did I do later?
No, I'm not wrong.
Is it wrong to like someone?
But do I really like my mother?Do you still like someone as beautiful as her, or do I like the feeling of trampling beauty and dignity on the ground?
I tried to find the feeling I used to feel on my mother's back, but no matter how hard I pressed it tightly, I was not familiar with it at all.
Mom suddenly sighed and said: No matter what, it is no point in pursuing whose fault is now. Since this is a mistake, we must correct it.
I felt my heart suddenly tighten, and my mother's tone gradually became cold:
You are an adult now, and mom hopes that you can think about your future carefully.
Without mother, there is no future.My thoughts gradually faded and were falling in the direction known as despair.
Mom said: Life is not just about sex and love, there are more and better things waiting for you to discover. The reason why you have such whimsical ideas now is because you have lived with your mother since childhood.
You are now half a college student. After you officially enter university, you will see more scenery, absorb more nutrients, and meet more people. When you truly become independent from your mother, you will no longer have these unrealistic ideas.
I shook my head hard and made a hoarse voice: No!This is not the case. Even if I go to college, my heart will not be in school!
Even if I can be independent, I still need my mother by my side!I only know...I will only like my mother, even if...I will still like this all the time!
Mom said: Mom doesn’t like you. In this world, you are the one you like most and worry about in the most... Don’t you understand?
I shook my head stubbornly and said: What I want is not just such a liking, I want my mother to like the liking as much as I like my mother.
My mother suddenly let go of my hand, turned around, her face excited, and she shouted:
Son, wake up!
My mind was in agitation and my thoughts were in a mess. I replied loudly: Mom, I am very awake!I know what I want. If I can't get you, then I will never be able to let go in my life!
After hearing my blunt and exaggerated words, my mother closed her eyes tightly and covered her chest with one hand and gasped. After a while, she murmured to herself:
Crazy... It's really crazy...
Maybe I was really crazy, my head was swollen and painful, as if it was about to explode.
After a long silence, I looked at her and said:
Mom, no matter what, I will always stick to my own ideas, and I will never and never think about changing it in the past.
After being silent for a long time again, my mother looked at me and said:
Mom won't let you fall into depravity like this.
I smiled bitterly at the same time as my mother, until her expression became cold.
OK, go out.
The irresistible indifference caused me to leave my mother's bed.
Back in the bedroom, I stood by the window and looked up. In the night sky, countless stars flashed and made silent laughter.
I don't know what I fell asleep, and when I woke up, the sun was already shining on my butt.
As usual, the first thing to do when you wake up is to open your phone and take a look.
Apart from the spam advertisements of unscrupulous merchants in China, there is only one WeChat message.
It was my mother's message.
Mom hopes that you can think carefully about your life and do what you should do now. Now you only need to think about one thing and choose a major that suits you. The food is in the kitchen and you can eat it if it is hot.
A very warm but indifferent message.
It turned out that I expected it in the previous days. After the college entrance examination, my mother really didn’t want to care about me anymore.
I thought at least it would be the day before I could enter the university campus. It seemed that the conversation last night accelerated the process.
Is all this really a dream?
I listened to my mother and thought about life, but I would not do as she wished when it came to thinking about the issues.
Anyway, it doesn't make any sense.
I felt that I had lost interest in anything. After finishing my perfunctory stomach, I collapsed on the sofa, turned on the TV and stared blankly.
I fell on the sofa like a disabled person and was dying until my mother came home from get off work.
Mom carried a vegetable bag, turned around and closed the door, looked inside the house, and asked while changing shoes:
Have you been staying at home today?
I glanced at my mother who was bent over her slippers. Because of the weather, my mother was not wearing stockings. Under the black vocational skirt, her long legs that were white and plump and vaguely visible in blood vessels bent her knees slightly. As my mother's movements, the jade feet hiding under her high heels finally fell into my eyes.
My mother is still so beautiful, even a simple shoe change can firmly lock my eyes.
But I can only see all this from afar.
Mom still remembers that you spoke for the first time and called Mom, "You didn't cry or make a fuss when you went to school on the first day and said that you should study hard and make a lot of money when you grow up and respect your mother... During those days, Mom was very happy, and it was the happiest time in your mother's life.
Later, you came to adolescence and were a little rebellious. Mom was worried that you would go on the wrong path and strictly demanded you. Mom was worried about your future and hoped that you would study hard, so Mom always beats you and scolds you.
For eighteen years, my mother has watched you grow up little by little. Whether it is when you are toddlers, or when you grow up, you have your own thoughts, although my mother is often worried, she is happy, but she doesn't understand...
Mom choked up and said: Why did your personality change so much since you went to high school...
Sorry...Mom... I said softly in my thick hair, too soft and too weak.
Mom said: It’s because Mom hasn’t noticed your psychological changes. Mom cares too much about your study and has not provided correct guidance on your psychological growth.
Mom should not avoid sex, and should not always be afraid of talking about this issue. Mom should not block your ideas in this regard.
Mom laughed self-deprecatingly and said: Mom is clearly from your age, I clearly know that love is simple at the age of sixteen or seventeen, why should I stop you from falling in love?
Perhaps it was because of my negligence that you were psychologically distorted. In this way, why did you make a mistake not my own?
I understood why my mother later supported my relationship with Wang Xinran.
It turns out that my mother has always been worried about that matter, so what about me?Am I really aware of my mistake?If I really knew I was wrong, then what did I do later?
No, I'm not wrong.
Is it wrong to like someone?
But do I really like my mother?Do you still like someone as beautiful as her, or do I like the feeling of trampling beauty and dignity on the ground?
I tried to find the feeling I used to feel on my mother's back, but no matter how hard I pressed it tightly, I was not familiar with it at all.
Mom suddenly sighed and said: No matter what, it is no point in pursuing whose fault is now. Since this is a mistake, we must correct it.
I felt my heart suddenly tighten, and my mother's tone gradually became cold:
You are an adult now, and mom hopes that you can think about your future carefully.
Without mother, there is no future.My thoughts gradually faded and were falling in the direction known as despair.
Mom said: Life is not just about sex and love, there are more and better things waiting for you to discover. The reason why you have such whimsical ideas now is because you have lived with your mother since childhood.
You are now half a college student. After you officially enter university, you will see more scenery, absorb more nutrients, and meet more people. When you truly become independent from your mother, you will no longer have these unrealistic ideas.
I shook my head hard and made a hoarse voice: No!This is not the case. Even if I go to college, my heart will not be in school!
Even if I can be independent, I still need my mother by my side!I only know...I will only like my mother, even if...I will still like this all the time!
Mom said: Mom doesn’t like you. In this world, you are the one you like most and worry about in the most... Don’t you understand?
I shook my head stubbornly and said: What I want is not just such a liking, I want my mother to like the liking as much as I like my mother.
My mother suddenly let go of my hand, turned around, her face excited, and she shouted:
Son, wake up!
My mind was in agitation and my thoughts were in a mess. I replied loudly: Mom, I am very awake!I know what I want. If I can't get you, then I will never be able to let go in my life!
After hearing my blunt and exaggerated words, my mother closed her eyes tightly and covered her chest with one hand and gasped. After a while, she murmured to herself:
Crazy... It's really crazy...
Maybe I was really crazy, my head was swollen and painful, as if it was about to explode.
After a long silence, I looked at her and said:
Mom, no matter what, I will always stick to my own ideas, and I will never and never think about changing it in the past.
After being silent for a long time again, my mother looked at me and said:
Mom won't let you fall into depravity like this.
I smiled bitterly at the same time as my mother, until her expression became cold.
OK, go out.
The irresistible indifference caused me to leave my mother's bed.
Back in the bedroom, I stood by the window and looked up. In the night sky, countless stars flashed and made silent laughter.
I don't know what I fell asleep, and when I woke up, the sun was already shining on my butt.
As usual, the first thing to do when you wake up is to open your phone and take a look.
Apart from the spam advertisements of unscrupulous merchants in China, there is only one WeChat message.
It was my mother's message.
Mom hopes that you can think carefully about your life and do what you should do now. Now you only need to think about one thing and choose a major that suits you. The food is in the kitchen and you can eat it if it is hot.
A very warm but indifferent message.
It turned out that I expected it in the previous days. After the college entrance examination, my mother really didn’t want to care about me anymore.
I thought at least it would be the day before I could enter the university campus. It seemed that the conversation last night accelerated the process.
Is all this really a dream?
I listened to my mother and thought about life, but I would not do as she wished when it came to thinking about the issues.
Anyway, it doesn't make any sense.
I felt that I had lost interest in anything. After finishing my perfunctory stomach, I collapsed on the sofa, turned on the TV and stared blankly.
I fell on the sofa like a disabled person and was dying until my mother came home from get off work.
Mom carried a vegetable bag, turned around and closed the door, looked inside the house, and asked while changing shoes:
Have you been staying at home today?
I glanced at my mother who was bent over her slippers. Because of the weather, my mother was not wearing stockings. Under the black vocational skirt, her long legs that were white and plump and vaguely visible in blood vessels bent her knees slightly. As my mother's movements, the jade feet hiding under her high heels finally fell into my eyes.
My mother is still so beautiful, even a simple shoe change can firmly lock my eyes.
But I can only see all this from afar.
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