Chapter 5 Heart Wall
After returning from Dongyun, Zhuang Mei returned to work, while Xiang Mingchu stayed in the room to draw. Only when he was painting, he could empty his head and swung his hands rhythmically, so that the picture could be vivid on the paper.
He likes to draw the eyes of Zhuangmei. Those eyes are beautiful and mysterious. Every time he looks at each other, it looks like looking at the starry sky. It is like a vortex, and it will suck you in at any time.
Xiang Mingchu could easily draw Zhuang Mei's eyes. I don't know if it was because of his talent or because of his undying covetousness towards his mother. He had no answer. He had already drawn many of the eyes of Zhuang Mei, in one page of textbooks, or in his special sketchbooks. Of course, these have never been shown to Zhuang Mei.
It was finally time to check the scores. Xiang Mingchu opened the college entrance examination score inquiry website and entered his student number nervously.
The final result came out. Looking at the score that was higher than expected, he breathed a sigh of relief first, and then he felt a wave of happiness and excitement in his heart.
He jumped out of his seat, cheered while waving his fists, and jumped back and forth several times in the room.
The high school class teacher asked about the students' grades in the WeChat group and sent them to her privately. After a while, the class teacher told him that the grades could be obtained and that he could apply for his volunteer work.
Xiang Mingchu was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, and suddenly smiled like a fool.
After Zhuang Mei came back in the evening, she told her achievements to Mingchu. She raised her thumbs up and showed her two tiger teeth: Awesome, I know you can do it.
A few days later, the head teacher held a meeting to teach them the precautions for filling out the application. Zhuang Mei did not come to this meeting. When Xiang Mingchu told her, she just waved her hand and said, "You can go, you can do it." So in this meeting, there was only Xiang Mingchu who had no parents next to him, and Zhuang Mei did not interfere in the whole process of filling out the application later.
After that, Xiang Mingchu felt that filling out the application form was as tiring as the college entrance examination. He had to check the school's status in advance to avoid applying for a pheasant university, and he had to compare the score lines and majors at various times...
When everything was finally settled, Xiang Mingchuxin was so tired that he lay on the table, like a salted fish that had lost his dream.
Xiang Mingchu's original plan was to lie at home for a few weeks and make up for all those who had not had enough rest before, but his mother kept urging him to go out quickly to find a summer job and not be idle at home, so he went to find a studio to teach elementary school students and junior high school students to draw.
In fact, it was not just because of Zhuang Mei's urging, but also his own selfishness on July 12th, which means that his birthday is coming soon. He wanted to save some money and take his mother out for a meal that day.
The studio salary is paid per day, 150 yuan a day. He worked for a total of ten days. With the money he saved before, he had more than two thousand yuan in his pocket. He started looking for a place to have dinner on his birthday. Finally, he booked a seat in a Western restaurant, and he even bought a bouquet of flowers there.
It was finally July 12th.Xiang Mingchu was looking at his watch while at work, excited and nervous, and always looking forward to getting off work soon.
He never felt that the time was so long. He finally survived until half past five, and he rushed out of the studio after work, faster than those students who were looking forward to school.
He rode the little electric donkey excitedly and rushed home, humming songs along the way, and was filled with joy.
When she opened the door, Zhuang Mei was actually half-squatting in the entrance hall wearing high heels. She was wearing a dress, her long hair was neatly combed, and she was wearing her white bag cross-body. Although she didn't wear makeup, she was still very beautiful.
Xiang Mingchu was stunned. He looked like he was going out in his outfit. He hurriedly asked: Mom, where are you going?
You are back.Zhuang Mei said while wearing shoes that a customer organized a friendship on Wanhe Street tonight, but he couldn't help it.
What?!Xiang Mingchu was stunned and his volume was out of control.
Zhuang Mei was shocked: Xiang Mingchu, what are you doing?Suddenly yelled.
He was a little anxious: Mom, you can't go!
Why?
Xiang Mingchu couldn't think of the wording at first, so he could only block in front of the door: No, mom, why are you joining in the friendship?
Zhuang Mei said angrily: Do you think I think about it, don’t ask about adults and children, why do you care about so much?
He was so anxious that he sweated behind his back: No, you have to be at home today!
Zhuang Mei was also angry: Xiang Mingchu, why are you nervous!Why do both of them have to dominate others? I can’t do anything I want to do!
But today is
What are you going to get out of today!Zhuang Mei wanted to open the door, but Xiang Mingchu blocked the door. She couldn't go out, so she could only stare at her son.
Xiang Mingchu really wants to say that today is your son’s birthday...
He also had the booked restaurant receipt in his pocket, and was waiting to go out for dinner with his mother tonight. He thought about that scene countless times these days, and even dreamed about it when he fell asleep.
But now he looked at Zhuang Mei and could see that his mother was very angry. The eyes that made Xiang Mingchu feel anxious were full of anger and impatientness.
Xiang Mingchu suddenly felt angry, moved out of his position, and muttered: Go, go, go, have fun!
Zhuang Mei was irritated when she was roared for no reason. She said in distractedly: No need to worry!After saying that, he walked out from Xiang Mingchu.
The sound of high heels clattered, and they went away one after another. This was originally the signal that Xiang Mingchu was most looking forward to hearing at home every day, but he didn't expect it to sound so harsh now.
He sat on the sofa, took out the notes and sighed.
Xiang Mingchu was a person who was easy to accept his fate. He also wanted to work hard in his previous life, but most of the efforts were useless. Apart from art, art relied more on his talent.
This time he also worked hard, wanting to have a Western dinner with his mother on his 18th birthday, and to celebrate his success in the college entrance examination, but he was strangled after taking the first step.
That's right, my mother had never celebrated her birthday before. It was normal for her mother not to celebrate her own birthday. And it was normal for her not to remember it. And what qualifications does he have to control her mother's freedom...
Xiang Mingchu was thinking in a mess, and he hugged his legs and shrank his body on the sofa, and his whole body was wilted.
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During the friendship, Zhuang Mei sat in the corner beside her, drinking a suffocating wine.
The aunt who was drinking happily in the crowd was the boss of the organization's friendship this time. She was nicknamed Hongjie, and her name was as her name was. Today, she wore red from head to toe and probably weighed a few pounds with a jewelry necklace on her body.
Sister Hong is the largest customer in Zhuangmei's store. She spent a lot of money and often brought her best friend group to help her. She naturally got to know Zhuangmei. She seemed to like Zhuangmei very much and often cared about Zhuangmei's love life. She introduced people to Zhuangmei every few days, but Zhuangmei was not interested at all and refused.
This friendship was also planned by Sister Hong. Zhuang Mei had already refused. If Sister Hong was rejected this time, she would be unable to bear the face, so she had to agree to come once.
After three rounds of drinking, the scene became hot. Many people had already seen each other. During the game, they were tempted by each other, as if they had been in love for a long time, even though they had known each other for less than two hours.
Zhuang Mei had no interest in this kind of friendship. At the beginning of the game session, she hid in the corner with discomfort and almost never participated. From time to time, someone came to meet him, but she waved her hand to refuse. Later, the man realized that this beauty had no intention of friendship, so she stopped disturbing her.
Zhuang Mei is still upset because of Xiang Mingchu.
It was already very unpleasant because of being forced to come to the friendship with Sister Hong, and before going out, Xiang Mingchu was inexplicably shouted at me. Zhuang Mei was very disgusted with others' dominance over her, so she spoke a little harder at that time.
Now that she calmed down, she felt that if she had spoken to Xiang Mingchu well at that time, she would not have been so unpleasant.
But why did she explain so much to her son? Isn’t it just a friendship?So what if she wants to attend?
She didn't know what her son thought about him, but she didn't care, because adolescent boys always liked what they might be their deskmates, or their senior sisters, or even as long as the teacher was younger, they would be full of longing.
Zhuang Mei thinks this is a very normal thing. As long as he grows up and meets more people, these will naturally not be a problem.
She is a very casual person, just like a witch who acts in the world without taking care of the details. Her favorite character was Li Mochou, who did his own things in the world and was awesme. However, she felt that Li Mochou was trapped by love and ended up in the fire scene too stupid, so she should be a female devil who killed people without blinking.
But if Li Mochou was not trapped by love, would he still become the terrifying fairy of Chi Lian?
Zhuang Mei did not get the answer, and the same thing was the quarrel with Xiang Mingchu before going out.
It's really troublesome, Zhuang Mei just feels very tired.
As she thought about it, she suddenly thought of something...
Today is July 12th, which is Xiang Mingchu's birthday. According to Xiang Mingchu's mysterious performance in those days, he must have prepared something for her. So when she went out tonight, Xiang Mingchu's eyes were so nervous, confused, and anxious.
As her biological mother, she remembers it very clearly that Xiang Mingchu was actually born on July 13th. It was just because his uncle and aunt filled in July 12th when he registered, so the date on his ID card was as early as the day Zhuang Meiji remembered.
A few years ago, Zhuang Mei did not tell Xiang Mingchu about his life experience, nor did she celebrate her birthday. Xiang Mingchu naturally had no idea about the deviations of these dates. With Zhuang Mei's understanding of her son, he was probably depressed and thinking about something.
So speechless!Zhuang Mei cursed inwardly, she was so tired now, but she felt a little sorry.
She raised her head and looked around. Sister Hong was surrounded by wine. She looked almost drunk. Zhuang Mei moved quietly along the corner of the wall, and quietly ran out of the association while no one was paying attention.
It was raining all night long. When I went out on the street, I realized that I had neither brought my cell phone nor cash on my body, and could not take a taxi...
When she went out, she still took Sister Hong's car. How should she go home now?
You can't turn around and let Sister Hong drive her away by herself.
At worst, forget it when I walked back. Zhuang Mei thought about it and began to walk home.
I don’t know how long I have been walking, but my feet wearing high heels were aching slightly. Zhuang Mei simply took off her high heels and carried them, and then walked barefoot on the side of the road.
Occasionally passersby would look at the woman walking barefoot with curiosity, but she didn't care about it at all.
The feet began to feel uncomfortable. If this continues, I don’t know how long it takes to get home. Zhuang Mei thought to herself that today was really bad.
She remembered that when she saved money for her mother's medical expenses, she was walking alone. At that time, she hoped that someone would help her, but no one came.
The more you walk, the more uncomfortable your feet are, and your heart is getting more and more annoyed. Finally, Zhuang Mei can't help but curse: Xiang Mingchu!You
mom!
Before he finished speaking, he saw Mingchu rushing towards him on the other end of the road, riding a small electric donkey, and then stopping in front of her with a brake.
Xiang Mingchu, why are you here?Mom, why don’t you wear shoes?
The two spoke at the same time, staring at each other with big eyes.
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Half an hour ago.
Xiang Mingchu was slumped on the sofa, listening to the song and thinking about his thoughts, his depression lingered in his heart. The phone ring suddenly rang. He got up and saw that it was Zhuang Mei's cell phone. It seemed that he had forgotten to bring it. The number note on it was the cake shop.
Xiang Mingchu's head ran quickly and immediately answered the phone call.
Hello.
Hello, this is Xinyi Cake Shop. Is this Ms. Zhuang’s phone number?
Xiang Mingchu paused: She is taking a shower. If you have anything, tell me.
Oh, that's it, our master asked what flavor of chocolate that the Happy Birthday brand wanted, including milk chocolate and dark chocolate.
Xiang Mingchu tried hard to keep his tone calm: Is it Xiang Mingchu’s birthday cake?
yes.
Milk chocolate, when will it be ready?
The reservation time is on the evening of July 13th, and you can just come to the store to get it.
OK
After hanging up the phone, Xiang Mingchu fell silent.
Zhuang Mei had never celebrated her birthday before, but this time she actually ordered a cake?But why is it July 13th? His birthday is obviously July 12th. Did my mother remember it wrong?
If she remembered it wrongly, today is indeed just an ordinary day for her. It is normal for her tonight to go to the friendship, and now when she thinks about it, Zhuang Mei's tone was also reluctant at the beginning.
Besides, even if he has his birthday today, it will be her freedom wherever his mother goes, and as a son, why should he interfere with his mother's freedom?
The more Xiang Mingchu thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He felt that his previous actions were really stupid. At that time, he still had a little resentment towards his mother. If she thought she was her mother, he should revolve around him and take care of his all the feelings as expected.
But in fact, my mother is really concerned about me, but she just didn't make it clear. So why did she ask her mother so much for herself?
It's really arrogant and no reason.
He slapped himself hard, grabbed his cell phone and car keys and snatched the door and walked out.
Zhuang Mei's car was still in the parking lot, and she didn't bring her cell phone. It shouldn't be a call, but someone's car he took. The question was the location of their friendship. Xiang Mingchu began to think about Zhuang Mei's words carefully.
Remember it!Wanhe Street!
Xiang Mingchuyi rode on the electric bike and drove towards his destination in a flash.
Now I may not find it. After all, the street is so big and there is no specific address, but Xiang Mingchu just wants to see Zhuang Mei immediately and say sorry to her in person.
The second time Xiang Mingchu felt that this electric donkey was really too slow, and the first time was when he rushed home tonight.
He wished he could ride an electric donkey into a Harley motorcycle or a Red Rabbit horse now, and then his speed soared to 120 miles.
Maybe it's good to become a rocket broom from Harry Potter. You don't have to worry about traffic jams when flying directly into the sky. Xiang Mingchu was thinking randomly while twisting the accelerator to the end and shuttled through the traffic.
After arriving at Wanhe Street, he walked back and forth along the roadside several times, carefully looking at the shops on the roadside, trying to find some information related to friendship. After searching for a long time, he didn't get it.
He didn't give up and continued driving along the roadside.
Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared on the other side of the street. He walked very slowly and was so lonely. Xiang Mingchu was shocked, just like a drowning fish rushing over to see the water.
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Time returns to the present.
Zhuang Mei sat on the back of Xiang Mingchu's car. Xiang Mingchu was driving her on the street. The wind blew the hem of her skirt. She pressed her clothes with her left hand and grabbed Xiang Mingchu's waist with her right hand, with her two naked feet swaying outside.
Mom, you didn’t bring your cell phone, and the people from the cake shop called.Xiang Mingchu hesitated for a moment, why is it on July 13th? Isn’t my birthday today?
You were born on July 13, and I remember it very clearly.Zhuang Mei sighed, your uncle and aunt made a mistake when registering you for household registration, and made your birthday one day earlier.
Xiang Mingchu said that, and asked again: But Mom, didn’t you say that your child’s birthday is a mother’s hard day? Why did you order a cake again this time?
Zhuang Mei said angrily: That's what your grandmother has always taught.You are eighteen years old now. First, we celebrate your growth and second, we celebrate your college entrance examination results are OK. Isn’t it okay?If I like to eat or not, I will return the cake later.
No, no, no.I eat, I eat.
The two fell into silence.
Do you want to ask me why I participated in this friendship today?Zhuang Mei suddenly spoke.
Xiang Mingchu paused and answered honestly: Yes.
Because it was requested by the guest, I was not interested in these friendships.Sister Hong is a big customer of our store. She has already pushed her invitation several times, so this time she will give her face.
Xiang Mingchuyi was shocked: Ah, why did you run out?Aren't you afraid that Sister Hong will get angry?
I saw that she was almost drunk and lying there, so why did she still remember these things? And the friendship was meaningless. I had already given her enough face to stay there for so long. I couldn't stand it if I stayed there.
Why are you okay if she is drunk?
Zhuang Mei rolled her eyes: Your mother’s alcohol tolerance is not enough to drink!Besides, I didn’t drink much, wouldn’t I be a fool to drink too much in that place?
Are you calling Sister Hong a fool?
She is not stupid, but she is too kind-hearted and always wants to introduce her to someone, but I don’t know why she is so enthusiastic.Zhuang Mei looked at the car passing by the street and said absent-mindedly.
The misunderstanding was explained clearly, and the two of them were speechless.
After a while, Xiang Mingchu took the initiative to speak: Mom, I have to apologize to you. At that time, I shouldn’t be so anxious. I should make things clear. And Mom, what do you want to do is your freedom. As a junior, I should not interfere or point fingers.
Zhuang Mei was silent for a while and said: I should have said it well at that time, but Sister Hong urged me to be anxious and I haven't been so annoyed for a long time.
Her tone changed: What did you prepare tonight?
I ordered a Western restaurant and originally wanted to invite my mother to have dinner there.
Then where are you going with me now?
Now?Go home now... I said to Mingchu quietly.
Go back to you!Zhuang Mei pinched Xiang Mingchu's waist and went to the restaurant you ordered to yell at me tonight and eat up all your salary later!
Xiang Mingchu was stunned for a moment, and then replied happily: OK!
He was filled with joy in his heart, turned the direction, twisted the accelerator to the bottom, and drove towards the destination.
Zhuang Mei's personality is to do what she says. After a meal, she did spend all the money in Xiang Mingchu's pocket. She didn't drink much during the friendship, but she let go of it in the restaurant.
The drunkenness came up when she left the restaurant. Zhuang Mei almost couldn't stand steadily, so Xiang Mingchu was worried about letting her sit in the back.
Mom, you are so drunk, why don’t you sit in front?Xiang Mingchu suggested holding the car, but he had no other thoughts, just worried that Zhuang Mei would fall down while riding on him later.
Zhuang Mei's face was flushed, and she looked at Xiang Mingchu with suspicion. After thinking for a while, she walked to the front of the electric car without saying anything. Xiang Mingchu moved back and made a seat. Then Zhuang Mei sat up, Xiang Mingchu reached back and hit the handlebar, twisted the accelerator to get on the road.
Xiang Mingchu could feel his heartbeat being faster, because he seemed to have replicated the famous scene of Jack standing at the bow of the boat in "Titanic". He felt like he was holding Zhuang Mei in his arms. Zhuang Mei seemed to be drunk, leaning against him softly and bonelessly. His neck could feel the touch of Zhuang Mei's long hair. The faint fragrance filled his nostrils.
The worst thing is that Xiao Mingchu had a long reaction, and pressed his clothes on Zhuang Mei's back and buttocks, directly sinking into the soft buttocks, rubbing constantly as the electric car moves forward, bringing a hint of pleasure.
Zhuang Mei felt the heat behind her, which made her feel uncomfortable. Of course she knew what it was, and her right hand directly hit Xiang Mingchu in the ribs.
Hiss, waves, it hurts!Xiang Mingchu took a breath of air conditioning.
Sit back!Zhuang Mei said angrily.
Xiang Mingchu knew that his mother had discovered it, so he smiled bitterly and moved backwards. However, the electric car was not very large, and it was like not moving. His buttocks were still hotly pressed against Zhuang Mei's buttocks, becoming harder and harder in the friction.
Mom, sorry, this is a natural reaction... Xiang Mingchu explained embarrassingly.
Zhuang Mei snorted coldly and gave him another elbow, trembling towards Mingchu in pain.
Zhuang Mei didn't say anything anymore. Xiang Mingchu glanced quietly through the rearview mirror. He saw Zhuang Mei closed her eyes and looked tired. He felt a little distressed and focused again on driving.
After returning from Dongyun, Zhuang Mei returned to work, while Xiang Mingchu stayed in the room to draw. Only when he was painting, he could empty his head and swung his hands rhythmically, so that the picture could be vivid on the paper.
He likes to draw the eyes of Zhuangmei. Those eyes are beautiful and mysterious. Every time he looks at each other, it looks like looking at the starry sky. It is like a vortex, and it will suck you in at any time.
Xiang Mingchu could easily draw Zhuang Mei's eyes. I don't know if it was because of his talent or because of his undying covetousness towards his mother. He had no answer. He had already drawn many of the eyes of Zhuang Mei, in one page of textbooks, or in his special sketchbooks. Of course, these have never been shown to Zhuang Mei.
It was finally time to check the scores. Xiang Mingchu opened the college entrance examination score inquiry website and entered his student number nervously.
The final result came out. Looking at the score that was higher than expected, he breathed a sigh of relief first, and then he felt a wave of happiness and excitement in his heart.
He jumped out of his seat, cheered while waving his fists, and jumped back and forth several times in the room.
The high school class teacher asked about the students' grades in the WeChat group and sent them to her privately. After a while, the class teacher told him that the grades could be obtained and that he could apply for his volunteer work.
Xiang Mingchu was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, and suddenly smiled like a fool.
After Zhuang Mei came back in the evening, she told her achievements to Mingchu. She raised her thumbs up and showed her two tiger teeth: Awesome, I know you can do it.
A few days later, the head teacher held a meeting to teach them the precautions for filling out the application. Zhuang Mei did not come to this meeting. When Xiang Mingchu told her, she just waved her hand and said, "You can go, you can do it." So in this meeting, there was only Xiang Mingchu who had no parents next to him, and Zhuang Mei did not interfere in the whole process of filling out the application later.
After that, Xiang Mingchu felt that filling out the application form was as tiring as the college entrance examination. He had to check the school's status in advance to avoid applying for a pheasant university, and he had to compare the score lines and majors at various times...
When everything was finally settled, Xiang Mingchuxin was so tired that he lay on the table, like a salted fish that had lost his dream.
Xiang Mingchu's original plan was to lie at home for a few weeks and make up for all those who had not had enough rest before, but his mother kept urging him to go out quickly to find a summer job and not be idle at home, so he went to find a studio to teach elementary school students and junior high school students to draw.
In fact, it was not just because of Zhuang Mei's urging, but also his own selfishness on July 12th, which means that his birthday is coming soon. He wanted to save some money and take his mother out for a meal that day.
The studio salary is paid per day, 150 yuan a day. He worked for a total of ten days. With the money he saved before, he had more than two thousand yuan in his pocket. He started looking for a place to have dinner on his birthday. Finally, he booked a seat in a Western restaurant, and he even bought a bouquet of flowers there.
It was finally July 12th.Xiang Mingchu was looking at his watch while at work, excited and nervous, and always looking forward to getting off work soon.
He never felt that the time was so long. He finally survived until half past five, and he rushed out of the studio after work, faster than those students who were looking forward to school.
He rode the little electric donkey excitedly and rushed home, humming songs along the way, and was filled with joy.
When she opened the door, Zhuang Mei was actually half-squatting in the entrance hall wearing high heels. She was wearing a dress, her long hair was neatly combed, and she was wearing her white bag cross-body. Although she didn't wear makeup, she was still very beautiful.
Xiang Mingchu was stunned. He looked like he was going out in his outfit. He hurriedly asked: Mom, where are you going?
You are back.Zhuang Mei said while wearing shoes that a customer organized a friendship on Wanhe Street tonight, but he couldn't help it.
What?!Xiang Mingchu was stunned and his volume was out of control.
Zhuang Mei was shocked: Xiang Mingchu, what are you doing?Suddenly yelled.
He was a little anxious: Mom, you can't go!
Why?
Xiang Mingchu couldn't think of the wording at first, so he could only block in front of the door: No, mom, why are you joining in the friendship?
Zhuang Mei said angrily: Do you think I think about it, don’t ask about adults and children, why do you care about so much?
He was so anxious that he sweated behind his back: No, you have to be at home today!
Zhuang Mei was also angry: Xiang Mingchu, why are you nervous!Why do both of them have to dominate others? I can’t do anything I want to do!
But today is
What are you going to get out of today!Zhuang Mei wanted to open the door, but Xiang Mingchu blocked the door. She couldn't go out, so she could only stare at her son.
Xiang Mingchu really wants to say that today is your son’s birthday...
He also had the booked restaurant receipt in his pocket, and was waiting to go out for dinner with his mother tonight. He thought about that scene countless times these days, and even dreamed about it when he fell asleep.
But now he looked at Zhuang Mei and could see that his mother was very angry. The eyes that made Xiang Mingchu feel anxious were full of anger and impatientness.
Xiang Mingchu suddenly felt angry, moved out of his position, and muttered: Go, go, go, have fun!
Zhuang Mei was irritated when she was roared for no reason. She said in distractedly: No need to worry!After saying that, he walked out from Xiang Mingchu.
The sound of high heels clattered, and they went away one after another. This was originally the signal that Xiang Mingchu was most looking forward to hearing at home every day, but he didn't expect it to sound so harsh now.
He sat on the sofa, took out the notes and sighed.
Xiang Mingchu was a person who was easy to accept his fate. He also wanted to work hard in his previous life, but most of the efforts were useless. Apart from art, art relied more on his talent.
This time he also worked hard, wanting to have a Western dinner with his mother on his 18th birthday, and to celebrate his success in the college entrance examination, but he was strangled after taking the first step.
That's right, my mother had never celebrated her birthday before. It was normal for her mother not to celebrate her own birthday. And it was normal for her not to remember it. And what qualifications does he have to control her mother's freedom...
Xiang Mingchu was thinking in a mess, and he hugged his legs and shrank his body on the sofa, and his whole body was wilted.
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During the friendship, Zhuang Mei sat in the corner beside her, drinking a suffocating wine.
The aunt who was drinking happily in the crowd was the boss of the organization's friendship this time. She was nicknamed Hongjie, and her name was as her name was. Today, she wore red from head to toe and probably weighed a few pounds with a jewelry necklace on her body.
Sister Hong is the largest customer in Zhuangmei's store. She spent a lot of money and often brought her best friend group to help her. She naturally got to know Zhuangmei. She seemed to like Zhuangmei very much and often cared about Zhuangmei's love life. She introduced people to Zhuangmei every few days, but Zhuangmei was not interested at all and refused.
This friendship was also planned by Sister Hong. Zhuang Mei had already refused. If Sister Hong was rejected this time, she would be unable to bear the face, so she had to agree to come once.
After three rounds of drinking, the scene became hot. Many people had already seen each other. During the game, they were tempted by each other, as if they had been in love for a long time, even though they had known each other for less than two hours.
Zhuang Mei had no interest in this kind of friendship. At the beginning of the game session, she hid in the corner with discomfort and almost never participated. From time to time, someone came to meet him, but she waved her hand to refuse. Later, the man realized that this beauty had no intention of friendship, so she stopped disturbing her.
Zhuang Mei is still upset because of Xiang Mingchu.
It was already very unpleasant because of being forced to come to the friendship with Sister Hong, and before going out, Xiang Mingchu was inexplicably shouted at me. Zhuang Mei was very disgusted with others' dominance over her, so she spoke a little harder at that time.
Now that she calmed down, she felt that if she had spoken to Xiang Mingchu well at that time, she would not have been so unpleasant.
But why did she explain so much to her son? Isn’t it just a friendship?So what if she wants to attend?
She didn't know what her son thought about him, but she didn't care, because adolescent boys always liked what they might be their deskmates, or their senior sisters, or even as long as the teacher was younger, they would be full of longing.
Zhuang Mei thinks this is a very normal thing. As long as he grows up and meets more people, these will naturally not be a problem.
She is a very casual person, just like a witch who acts in the world without taking care of the details. Her favorite character was Li Mochou, who did his own things in the world and was awesme. However, she felt that Li Mochou was trapped by love and ended up in the fire scene too stupid, so she should be a female devil who killed people without blinking.
But if Li Mochou was not trapped by love, would he still become the terrifying fairy of Chi Lian?
Zhuang Mei did not get the answer, and the same thing was the quarrel with Xiang Mingchu before going out.
It's really troublesome, Zhuang Mei just feels very tired.
As she thought about it, she suddenly thought of something...
Today is July 12th, which is Xiang Mingchu's birthday. According to Xiang Mingchu's mysterious performance in those days, he must have prepared something for her. So when she went out tonight, Xiang Mingchu's eyes were so nervous, confused, and anxious.
As her biological mother, she remembers it very clearly that Xiang Mingchu was actually born on July 13th. It was just because his uncle and aunt filled in July 12th when he registered, so the date on his ID card was as early as the day Zhuang Meiji remembered.
A few years ago, Zhuang Mei did not tell Xiang Mingchu about his life experience, nor did she celebrate her birthday. Xiang Mingchu naturally had no idea about the deviations of these dates. With Zhuang Mei's understanding of her son, he was probably depressed and thinking about something.
So speechless!Zhuang Mei cursed inwardly, she was so tired now, but she felt a little sorry.
She raised her head and looked around. Sister Hong was surrounded by wine. She looked almost drunk. Zhuang Mei moved quietly along the corner of the wall, and quietly ran out of the association while no one was paying attention.
It was raining all night long. When I went out on the street, I realized that I had neither brought my cell phone nor cash on my body, and could not take a taxi...
When she went out, she still took Sister Hong's car. How should she go home now?
You can't turn around and let Sister Hong drive her away by herself.
At worst, forget it when I walked back. Zhuang Mei thought about it and began to walk home.
I don’t know how long I have been walking, but my feet wearing high heels were aching slightly. Zhuang Mei simply took off her high heels and carried them, and then walked barefoot on the side of the road.
Occasionally passersby would look at the woman walking barefoot with curiosity, but she didn't care about it at all.
The feet began to feel uncomfortable. If this continues, I don’t know how long it takes to get home. Zhuang Mei thought to herself that today was really bad.
She remembered that when she saved money for her mother's medical expenses, she was walking alone. At that time, she hoped that someone would help her, but no one came.
The more you walk, the more uncomfortable your feet are, and your heart is getting more and more annoyed. Finally, Zhuang Mei can't help but curse: Xiang Mingchu!You
mom!
Before he finished speaking, he saw Mingchu rushing towards him on the other end of the road, riding a small electric donkey, and then stopping in front of her with a brake.
Xiang Mingchu, why are you here?Mom, why don’t you wear shoes?
The two spoke at the same time, staring at each other with big eyes.
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Half an hour ago.
Xiang Mingchu was slumped on the sofa, listening to the song and thinking about his thoughts, his depression lingered in his heart. The phone ring suddenly rang. He got up and saw that it was Zhuang Mei's cell phone. It seemed that he had forgotten to bring it. The number note on it was the cake shop.
Xiang Mingchu's head ran quickly and immediately answered the phone call.
Hello.
Hello, this is Xinyi Cake Shop. Is this Ms. Zhuang’s phone number?
Xiang Mingchu paused: She is taking a shower. If you have anything, tell me.
Oh, that's it, our master asked what flavor of chocolate that the Happy Birthday brand wanted, including milk chocolate and dark chocolate.
Xiang Mingchu tried hard to keep his tone calm: Is it Xiang Mingchu’s birthday cake?
yes.
Milk chocolate, when will it be ready?
The reservation time is on the evening of July 13th, and you can just come to the store to get it.
OK
After hanging up the phone, Xiang Mingchu fell silent.
Zhuang Mei had never celebrated her birthday before, but this time she actually ordered a cake?But why is it July 13th? His birthday is obviously July 12th. Did my mother remember it wrong?
If she remembered it wrongly, today is indeed just an ordinary day for her. It is normal for her tonight to go to the friendship, and now when she thinks about it, Zhuang Mei's tone was also reluctant at the beginning.
Besides, even if he has his birthday today, it will be her freedom wherever his mother goes, and as a son, why should he interfere with his mother's freedom?
The more Xiang Mingchu thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He felt that his previous actions were really stupid. At that time, he still had a little resentment towards his mother. If she thought she was her mother, he should revolve around him and take care of his all the feelings as expected.
But in fact, my mother is really concerned about me, but she just didn't make it clear. So why did she ask her mother so much for herself?
It's really arrogant and no reason.
He slapped himself hard, grabbed his cell phone and car keys and snatched the door and walked out.
Zhuang Mei's car was still in the parking lot, and she didn't bring her cell phone. It shouldn't be a call, but someone's car he took. The question was the location of their friendship. Xiang Mingchu began to think about Zhuang Mei's words carefully.
Remember it!Wanhe Street!
Xiang Mingchuyi rode on the electric bike and drove towards his destination in a flash.
Now I may not find it. After all, the street is so big and there is no specific address, but Xiang Mingchu just wants to see Zhuang Mei immediately and say sorry to her in person.
The second time Xiang Mingchu felt that this electric donkey was really too slow, and the first time was when he rushed home tonight.
He wished he could ride an electric donkey into a Harley motorcycle or a Red Rabbit horse now, and then his speed soared to 120 miles.
Maybe it's good to become a rocket broom from Harry Potter. You don't have to worry about traffic jams when flying directly into the sky. Xiang Mingchu was thinking randomly while twisting the accelerator to the end and shuttled through the traffic.
After arriving at Wanhe Street, he walked back and forth along the roadside several times, carefully looking at the shops on the roadside, trying to find some information related to friendship. After searching for a long time, he didn't get it.
He didn't give up and continued driving along the roadside.
Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared on the other side of the street. He walked very slowly and was so lonely. Xiang Mingchu was shocked, just like a drowning fish rushing over to see the water.
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Time returns to the present.
Zhuang Mei sat on the back of Xiang Mingchu's car. Xiang Mingchu was driving her on the street. The wind blew the hem of her skirt. She pressed her clothes with her left hand and grabbed Xiang Mingchu's waist with her right hand, with her two naked feet swaying outside.
Mom, you didn’t bring your cell phone, and the people from the cake shop called.Xiang Mingchu hesitated for a moment, why is it on July 13th? Isn’t my birthday today?
You were born on July 13, and I remember it very clearly.Zhuang Mei sighed, your uncle and aunt made a mistake when registering you for household registration, and made your birthday one day earlier.
Xiang Mingchu said that, and asked again: But Mom, didn’t you say that your child’s birthday is a mother’s hard day? Why did you order a cake again this time?
Zhuang Mei said angrily: That's what your grandmother has always taught.You are eighteen years old now. First, we celebrate your growth and second, we celebrate your college entrance examination results are OK. Isn’t it okay?If I like to eat or not, I will return the cake later.
No, no, no.I eat, I eat.
The two fell into silence.
Do you want to ask me why I participated in this friendship today?Zhuang Mei suddenly spoke.
Xiang Mingchu paused and answered honestly: Yes.
Because it was requested by the guest, I was not interested in these friendships.Sister Hong is a big customer of our store. She has already pushed her invitation several times, so this time she will give her face.
Xiang Mingchuyi was shocked: Ah, why did you run out?Aren't you afraid that Sister Hong will get angry?
I saw that she was almost drunk and lying there, so why did she still remember these things? And the friendship was meaningless. I had already given her enough face to stay there for so long. I couldn't stand it if I stayed there.
Why are you okay if she is drunk?
Zhuang Mei rolled her eyes: Your mother’s alcohol tolerance is not enough to drink!Besides, I didn’t drink much, wouldn’t I be a fool to drink too much in that place?
Are you calling Sister Hong a fool?
She is not stupid, but she is too kind-hearted and always wants to introduce her to someone, but I don’t know why she is so enthusiastic.Zhuang Mei looked at the car passing by the street and said absent-mindedly.
The misunderstanding was explained clearly, and the two of them were speechless.
After a while, Xiang Mingchu took the initiative to speak: Mom, I have to apologize to you. At that time, I shouldn’t be so anxious. I should make things clear. And Mom, what do you want to do is your freedom. As a junior, I should not interfere or point fingers.
Zhuang Mei was silent for a while and said: I should have said it well at that time, but Sister Hong urged me to be anxious and I haven't been so annoyed for a long time.
Her tone changed: What did you prepare tonight?
I ordered a Western restaurant and originally wanted to invite my mother to have dinner there.
Then where are you going with me now?
Now?Go home now... I said to Mingchu quietly.
Go back to you!Zhuang Mei pinched Xiang Mingchu's waist and went to the restaurant you ordered to yell at me tonight and eat up all your salary later!
Xiang Mingchu was stunned for a moment, and then replied happily: OK!
He was filled with joy in his heart, turned the direction, twisted the accelerator to the bottom, and drove towards the destination.
Zhuang Mei's personality is to do what she says. After a meal, she did spend all the money in Xiang Mingchu's pocket. She didn't drink much during the friendship, but she let go of it in the restaurant.
The drunkenness came up when she left the restaurant. Zhuang Mei almost couldn't stand steadily, so Xiang Mingchu was worried about letting her sit in the back.
Mom, you are so drunk, why don’t you sit in front?Xiang Mingchu suggested holding the car, but he had no other thoughts, just worried that Zhuang Mei would fall down while riding on him later.
Zhuang Mei's face was flushed, and she looked at Xiang Mingchu with suspicion. After thinking for a while, she walked to the front of the electric car without saying anything. Xiang Mingchu moved back and made a seat. Then Zhuang Mei sat up, Xiang Mingchu reached back and hit the handlebar, twisted the accelerator to get on the road.
Xiang Mingchu could feel his heartbeat being faster, because he seemed to have replicated the famous scene of Jack standing at the bow of the boat in "Titanic". He felt like he was holding Zhuang Mei in his arms. Zhuang Mei seemed to be drunk, leaning against him softly and bonelessly. His neck could feel the touch of Zhuang Mei's long hair. The faint fragrance filled his nostrils.
The worst thing is that Xiao Mingchu had a long reaction, and pressed his clothes on Zhuang Mei's back and buttocks, directly sinking into the soft buttocks, rubbing constantly as the electric car moves forward, bringing a hint of pleasure.
Zhuang Mei felt the heat behind her, which made her feel uncomfortable. Of course she knew what it was, and her right hand directly hit Xiang Mingchu in the ribs.
Hiss, waves, it hurts!Xiang Mingchu took a breath of air conditioning.
Sit back!Zhuang Mei said angrily.
Xiang Mingchu knew that his mother had discovered it, so he smiled bitterly and moved backwards. However, the electric car was not very large, and it was like not moving. His buttocks were still hotly pressed against Zhuang Mei's buttocks, becoming harder and harder in the friction.
Mom, sorry, this is a natural reaction... Xiang Mingchu explained embarrassingly.
Zhuang Mei snorted coldly and gave him another elbow, trembling towards Mingchu in pain.
Zhuang Mei didn't say anything anymore. Xiang Mingchu glanced quietly through the rearview mirror. He saw Zhuang Mei closed her eyes and looked tired. He felt a little distressed and focused again on driving.
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