Is it difficult to fall in love? My male mother taught me step by step

Yu Zerong finished his work and returned to the bobocat barbecue restaurant, but what appeared before his eyes was the darkness inside the store and the closed door.

This unexpected scene made him feel confused and he had no idea what was going on.

He hurriedly took out his cell phone and called his girlfriend, but he first heard a busy tone, and then it turned into a turned-off prompt.

Now, Yu Zerong was completely panicked, and worry surged into his heart like a tide.

He rushed to Jiang Mian's house and started knocking.

The sound of knocking on the door echoed in the corridor. Yu Zerong waited anxiously for a response. However, after knocking for about ten minutes, no one came to open the door.

He really had no choice but to enter the password and go in directly.

Jiang Mian has never been used to using combination locks, and usually opens the door with his own key.

The password that Yu Zerong had set had never been changed. That string of numbers was Jiang Mian’s birthday – [0].

"Zizi—unlocked." An electronic sound rang out.

Yu Zerong gently pushed open the door, and it was still pitch black inside, as if it had been swallowed by darkness.

He quickly turned on the light, but found the bedroom door was locked tightly.

"Mianmian? Are you home?"

Yu Zerong's voice rang out in the silent space, like a sharp sword piercing the darkness.

Jiang Mian was instantly enveloped by the sense of security brought by this familiar voice.

Soon, the bedroom door was opened, and Yu Zerong saw his girlfriend running towards him with red eyes.

She threw herself straight into his arms.

Yu Zerong opened his arms without hesitation and held her tightly in his arms.

Lift her up like a child.

She hugged Yu Zerong tightly, and tears rolled down his neck like a flood.

Jiang Mian only realized after entering society that no one would tolerate her just because she was young, but instead bullied her even more.

The first lesson you learn when you enter society is to learn to hold back your tears.

But at this moment she really couldn't help it.

Yu Zerong felt the wetness on his neck, gently stroked Jiang Mian's back, and whispered comfortingly: "I'm here, it's okay."

His voice was gentle and powerful, and he would always be by her side no matter what happened.

Jiang Mian sobbed and said, "There was a fight in the store today. The bowls were broken and the stools were broken."

She sobbed and complained like a parent with a child.

"It's okay, it's okay. We can buy new ones. Let's arrest those people."

Jiang Mian: "He was arrested. I went to the police station to record my statement. My parents found me."

"I've been...discovered."

She lay in Yu Zerong's arms trusting him and cried breathlessly.

Yu Zerong had never heard her talk about her parents. Both of them kept silent about their family.

As soon as the word "discovered" came out, Yu Zerong instantly knew that Jiang Mian had a bad relationship with his parents and was now in hiding.

He sat on the sofa, holding Jiang Mian in his arms and rocking her gently, like coaxing a baby. "You won't be discovered. They will never have a chance to find you."

Jiang Mian looked at him with tears in her eyes, "Really?"

Their foreheads touched.

Yu Zerong kissed away the tears on her face, his eyes full of pity, "Don't worry, I'm here."

After receiving the affirmation, Jiang Mian buried her face in his neck and shed tears silently to vent her emotions.

Behind Yu Zerong's loving eyes was a flash of untouchable ruthlessness.

......

Jiang Shengtian came home drunk, and before he even stepped into the house, he heard his wife Song Qingmei scolding their son for his academic performance.

Song Qingmei's voice was sharp and filled with anger, echoing in the room: "How come you only ranked in the top 100 again? Are you worthy of us?"

"Do you know that we have to get up before dawn to go to work?" She continued to complain, her voice full of fatigue and helplessness.

"We saved money to support your education, and this is the only score you got?"

Every word was like a sharp blade, piercing Jiang Shining's heart.

Jiang Shining clenched his fists, unable to refute, because he really couldn't solve those questions.

He tried very hard to listen carefully, but he just couldn't understand the complicated knowledge points.

I could only cry out in my heart: I can’t do it! I can’t do it!!

Jiang Shengtian walked closer and looked at his son's white fist, and the anger in his heart was instantly ignited.

He slapped her without hesitation and asked loudly, "What do you mean? Do you still want to hit your mother?"

The slap was so powerful that Jiang Shining staggered and almost fell down.

He quickly stood up straight, tears in his eyes, but he didn't dare to speak.

Any explanation or resistance will only result in more severe punishment, and one can only endure it in pain and despair.

Song Qingmei clutched the test paper tightly and handed it to Jiang Shengtian anxiously, her voice filled with worry. "Look at this. What are we going to do with these grades? How are we going to get into a good university? With this score, the best we can get into is a second-tier university."

Jiang Shengtian, however, didn't seem to mind. He waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "Just make up for it with some lessons."

Song Qingmei's brows furrowed, her tone filled with helplessness and anxiety. "Do you know how much tutoring costs? There aren't any formal cram schools anymore. One private tutoring session costs 600 yuan."

Jiang Shengtian raised his chin slightly and said nonchalantly, "600 yuan isn't a lot."

Song Qingmei glanced at Jiang Shining and said sarcastically, "It's not much. I worked hard for six days and only earned enough to let him attend one class."

At this time, Jiang Shengtian waved his hand gently, with a hint of mystery in his tone: "I have news about Jiang Mian."

When Song Qingmei heard this, her eyes lit up instantly, her face filled with ecstasy. She asked eagerly, "Where are you? Do you have a stable job?"

Jiang Shengtian slowly uttered two words: "Jiangcheng."

Song Qingmei's eyes lit up with surprise, and she couldn't help but sigh, "A big city! What is she doing?"

"Helping at the barbecue."

When Song Qingmei heard that Jiang Mian had a job, she felt much more at ease, as if she saw hope.

She immediately stepped forward, gently touched her son's swollen face, and said with anticipation in her eyes: "Ningning, wait until you have a teacher, and then you can learn slowly."

"Improve your grades, find a good job, and marry a virtuous wife who will take good care of us."

Jiang Shining listened carefully to every word they said.

He really didn't have any deep impression of this sister.

Some vague images emerged in his mind. He only remembered that when he was a child, when he went home for the New Year, his sister was always dressed in tattered clothes.

She would snatch his toys and snacks without any explanation, which made him very annoyed.

Then, when I was in junior high school, my parents took my sister home for some reason.

She actually wanted to compete with me for a room, and in the end she naturally failed and had to sleep in the living room.

In just one year, Jiang Shining accepted his sister. Although Jiang Mian's cooking was not delicious, she was very diligent and would even help him with his homework.

He once asked why his sister, who had good grades, didn't want to go to school. His parents said that they were poor and couldn't afford the tuition.

Jiang Shining didn't like studying in the first place, so he excitedly suggested that he would pay for Jiang Mian's studies while he would work to earn money for his sister's tuition.

He can still clearly recall the bright eyes of Jiang Mian when he first heard it.

But later, this proposal was met with beatings from his parents.

The person who was hit was not Jiang Shining, but Jiang Mian.

They said she instigated her brother to be a bad student.

From then on, Jiang Shining never dared to mention not studying again, for fear that his sister would be beaten again.

A year later, Jiang Mian disappeared as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth.

The neighbors talked about it privately, saying that he was sold by his parents.

But his parents told him at that time that his sister had gone out to work to pay for his tuition, and told him to study hard.

Three years have passed quietly, and now I hear news from my sister again.

Jiang Shining just prayed in his heart, run away quickly, the farther the better.