Abstinence Pei, don't be too sweet when chasing your wife

The moonlight in the middle of the night shines through the blinds, cutting out light and dark lines on Kong Haoyu's face.

Those words about "delaying Brother Haoyu" pierced my eyes like needles, connecting all the abnormalities in the family during this period - the photos of the strange girl in my mother's album, the traces of searching in my father's study, and the shopping receipt from the motorcycle club.

It turned out that his parents had investigated Xiao Fangfei without telling him.

The hand holding the phone gradually tightened, and a chill spread through the palm.

He recalled the look of his father and mother who seemed hesitant to speak during the family dinner last week, and now it seemed that something was wrong with them.

The next morning, the aroma of soy milk wafted from the kitchen.

My mother was wearing a floral apron and frying eggs, and my father was sitting at the dining table reading the morning paper. Everything was eerily normal.

"Mom and Dad," he put the phone on the table, "Are you investigating Fang Fei?"

The mother paused, gripping the shovel. “We’re worried about you, too.”

The father closed the newspaper, his eyes behind his glasses scrutinizing him: "What kind of future can a girl who doesn't want to get married give you?"

"She's not what you think she is!" Kong Haoyu stood up anxiously, knocking over the water glass next to him. "She just wants to focus on her career at this stage, but that doesn't mean she will always..."

"Forever?" Mother turned around, her apron still stained with oil. "You're already in your twenties. How long are you going to wait for her? The girl your Aunt Wang introduced is a teacher at a university...why don't you go and see her?"

"That's enough!" Kong Haoyu slammed his fist on the table. "I like Xiao Fangfei, not the blind date you arranged!" He took a deep breath and slowed down his tone. "Please don't go to her. Our relationship has just made some progress. Don't mess things up."

The father snorted coldly: "Mess up? If we hadn't investigated, you would have been delayed to such an extent!"

Wiping tears from her eyes, the mother began to rummage through the drawers, pulling out a photo album and slamming it on the table. "Look! These are the awards you've received since you were little... We raised you so young, wanting to see you start a family and build a career. Why is it so difficult?"

Kong Haoyu stared at himself in the photo album and suddenly felt extremely tired.

He squatted down and held his mother's hand: "Mom, love is not an arithmetic problem. It's not that you can be together just because the conditions are right. Although Fangfei loves motorcycles, she will also make ginger tea when I have a cold, and will remember the food I mentioned casually..."

“So what?” his father interrupted. “Can she provide you with a stable home? Can she leave a light on while you work overtime?”

"The information you've collected isn't entirely correct!" Kong Haoyu snatched the report and tore it into pieces. "Fangfei's parents have a very good relationship and have supported her motorcycle dream since she was a child.

On her eighteenth birthday, her parents bought her her first motorcycle.

She can achieve what she has today thanks to her parents’ silent efforts behind the scenes!

Every time she competes, her parents come to the scene to cheer her on, holding a homemade light sign that says 'Fang Fei is the best.'

As the fragments fell like snow, his voice gradually softened. "I only ask that you please don't interfere. I am the master of my own feelings."

However, his parents' stubbornness was beyond his imagination.

The next day at the company, he received a call from his cousin: "Haohao, your mother sent a lot of your photos in the family group and said she wants to introduce you to someone."

During lunch break, he heard his colleagues whispering in the tea room: "I heard that Kong Ge's girlfriend is a motorcyclist? Auntie and uncle don't seem to be very happy..."

This invisible pressure made Kong Haoyu feel uneasy.

After get off work, he went straight to Xiao Fangfei's motorcycle studio.

Xiao Fangfei was lying on a matte black motorcycle, adjusting parts, and her ponytail under her leather jacket swayed slightly with her movements.

"Fang Fei." Kong Haoyu's voice was a little nervous.

Xiao Fangfei took off her goggles, her face stained with engine oil. "Why are you here?" She turned around and poured two glasses of water. "Just help me take a look at this newly designed exhaust pipe. There's something wrong with the sound..."

"Don't worry about the motorcycle for now." Kong Haoyu held her hand that was holding the water cup, and then hurriedly let go. "If anyone comes to you recently and asks about us, ignore them."

Xiao Fangfei raised her eyebrows: "Who would come to me? Your enemy?" She was joking, but she found that Kong Haoyu's face was terribly solemn. "What's the matter?"

"My parents..." Kong Haoyu chose his words carefully, "They might ask some strange questions about our relationship and your career. Don't take it to heart. They have old ideas and think that girls should..."

"so what?"

Xiao Fangfei straightened up and her eyes became sharp.

"What do you want me to do? Pretend to be a good wife and mother?"

"no!"

Kong Haoyu was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.

"I'm just worried that their words will affect you. After all, you're preparing for the Milan match right now and can't be distracted... The investigation materials my father got are wrong."

"Kong Haoyu," Xiao Fangfei took off her gloves and threw them on the workbench, the metal parts colliding with each other, "We agreed to be just friends now. If your family can't accept it, we can..."

"No!" Kong Haoyu almost shouted.

He took a deep breath and lowered his posture. "I just want to protect you and don't want you to be misunderstood by them. I know you love motorcycles, and I know your parents fully support you in pursuing your dreams. I understand all of this."

Xiao Fangfei was silent for a long time, picked up the gloves and put them on slowly: "I don't need protection. If they come to me, I will tell the truth.

Although my parents are just ordinary people, they gave me all their love and support.

Every time I go out of town for a competition, my dad will mark my itinerary on the map, my mom will watch my competition videos over and over again, and she will also send me various nourishing soups.

She turned back to continue adjusting the locomotive, and said with her back to him, "And I've said it before, I won't change my life for anyone."

He looked at Xiao Fangfei's back as she focused on her work and suddenly realized his selfishness. He wanted to maintain his relationship with his parents and keep Xiao Fangfei, but he forgot to ask her if she was willing to get involved in this family dispute.

When I got home, my mother was sitting on the sofa knitting a sweater.

Kong Haoyu looked at the white hair on his mother's temples and suddenly couldn't say anything to blame her: "Mom, I know you are doing this for my own good. But can you let me make the decision on my own when it comes to love? Fangfei's parents are very loving and supportive of her dreams. You misunderstood her."

My father came out of the study and said, "We just want to know what the girl who made you so persistent is like."

Kong Haoyu looked at his father and suddenly had an idea: "Next weekend, the motorcycle club is having an exhibition race, and Fangfei is the main driver. Do you guys... want to go and see it? Then, you can also meet her parents and see with your own eyes how they support Fangfei."

The mother's knitting needles stopped mid-air: "Shall we go?"

"Just think of it as going to a game." Kong Haoyu held his mother's hand. "Give us a chance to really get to know her and her family."

The father's eyes behind his glasses were no longer as sharp: "So what should we prepare? Do we need to bring flowers?"

Kong Haoyu was very moved to see his parents' attitude change.

He took out his phone and sent a message to Xiao Fangfei: "Can you give me two more tickets for the weekend game? Someone important wants to see you play."

After sending the message, he looked out the window at the starry sky.

The answer to this storm caused by love may be found in the roar of the engine.

And he finally understood that true love and affection are not about trapping the other person in an established framework, but about using understanding and tolerance to allow everyone to shine in the field they love.