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"Mom, what are you talking about?"

"What did you say? Why, you still don't admit what you did? You are the modern version of Chen Shimei! When you use Xiaoran, you pretend that you accept him, and when you don't need him, you just kick him away." No?" Mother Jing shouted at Jing Muheng.

Jing Muheng shifted his gaze to Su Ran who was already in a sluggish state.

Su Ran felt Jing Muheng's gaze, which brought her back to her senses. There was helplessness, pain, and more dazedness in the gaze.

Jing Muheng didn't even know what was in his heart, so he stretched out his hand and slapped Su Ran hard, "Are you still suing my mother?"

Su Ran was slapped aside, and accompanied by Jing's mother's screams, he stood up soberly, bypassed Jing Muheng, and walked out of the room.

The three people in the room were still in a dazed state, and Jing Muheng didn't even react when he started.Why did he want to fight Su Ran?Why would you want to hit that Su Ran who has never done anything wrong.

Zhuang Li was right, Su Ran's only fault was falling in love with herself.

There was a "slap", but what sounded at this moment was Jing Muheng's slap from Jing's mother.

Jing Muheng didn't respond, even though it was the first time in his life that someone slapped him, he also felt that he should be slapped and woke up severely.

"Why are you so confused? Su Ran has such a kind heart, how could she sue in front of me. When I came to your place, I noticed something was wrong, but I didn't think much about it. Later, something happened to a pair of boys in our class. Only then did I know what that meant. I know you are a good-faced person, so you had a showdown with Su Ran without telling you. Guess what that kid said, he pushed all the mistakes on himself, and he took The crying voice told me not to blame you. He said it was all his fault. Mom is not an unenlightened person. As long as you like it and someone is willing to take care of you without complaint or regret, then I will be happy. I don’t care if Su Ran is a man The child is still a girl, and I only know that he is really good to you. Now he comes to the hospital to see us and bring us the things he cooked himself, which are all time-consuming things, but he never says anything, and he specially picks on you Come when you're not around, I'm afraid you'll be angry if you come! You say you, what's the matter with you? What's wrong with him, you want to treat him like this? "

Jing Muheng sat blankly on Jing's father's hospital bed, and after a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Mom, I know I'm sorry for him, but I can't do anything about it. I have to think about Xiaoshi. Homosexuality is not for most people after all. What people accept, Xiaoshi doesn't understand now, but one day, he will be sensible, he will learn, and even, he may be looked down upon by others. Mom, I dare not take this risk, I want to give Xiaoshi a normal life, that is what I, as a father, must do."

Jing's mother secretly wiped her tears, "Then you can't treat Xiaoran like this, just tell him no?"

"Mom, I have to give up his thoughts, and I have to give up my thoughts. Let him get out of my shadow quickly, he deserves better people, pamper him well, love him, not like me, only Hurt him." The dejected and decisive words were so loud that even Mother Jing, who was always eloquent, fell silent.

Jing Muheng got up, and bowed deeply to the two old people, "Persuade him a lot, let him look away, I can't give him happiness, but there is always someone who will."

When Jing Muheng left the hospital, looking at the earth shining brightly under the sun, he suddenly had the illusion that the world is vast and people are small.

He lit a cigarette and spent the most despised idle time in the beautiful April season.

He sat in the car, listened to music, watched all kinds of pedestrians, and staged all kinds of life.

Jing Muheng, who has always been proud and arrogant, began to feel confused like never before. He even began to think about the meaning of life.

When he was in college, he admired Zhuang Li's pragmatism, but he couldn't appreciate Xia Mingzhi's life that Zhuang Li likes, which is full of speculation and avenues.

He has always felt that in life, one should first set a definite goal, and then keep moving towards that goal.A person's life, in a nutshell, is the process of setting goals, reaching them, setting them, and then reaching them.

So when he sat lazily in the car, clamoring that he was unwilling to work and deal with the things he should deal with, he felt incredible.

What's the matter with him?There should be no discomfort in the body, but the whole body is uncomfortable.

He leaned on the seat slumped, and when he closed his eyes, it was Su Ran's face.

When he treats him a little better, he smiles happily, even his eyes are bright; when he neglects him a little, Deaf pulls his head, but still takes good care of him and Xiaoshi; when he makes out with him , no matter how many times he did it, he would still smile shyly and moan lowly.

That Su Ran, who I can easily affect his emotions, what did I do to him?

When Jing Muheng returned to his community, it was almost evening, but he didn't want to go home, so he got out of the car and wandered into the small garden in the community.

At that time, Su Ran and Xiao Shi visited the small garden almost every day.

Since today is deserted, let's waste as much as we can.Jing Muheng stood at the entrance of the small garden, said this to himself, and then walked in with his slender legs.

The garden in spring is always more beautiful, and under the setting sun, it feels more misty and unreal.

Jing Muheng saw Su Ran sitting on the bench under the peach tree in this kind of hazy beauty, with his head down, showing no expression.

When Jing Muheng got closer, he could see that Su Ran's left face was red and swollen.

He clenched his fist tightly, feeling the urge to chop off his right hand.He remembered that Su Ran's skin was very delicate but sensitive, and his slightly long stubble brushed his face, which could make his smooth little face turn red.

It was that sensitive and beautiful face that needed to be cared for, but he hit it hard.

He was so full of guilt that he couldn't walk over and say sorry to him, because he knew that no matter what he did, he couldn't make up for the harm he did to Su Ran.

They were like this, one was sitting, the other was standing, the sitting one buried his head, and the standing one looked at the sitting one.

Time seems to stand still, this is Jing Muheng's rare hypocrisy once in a thousand years, but he really thinks so.

For a moment, he was fascinated in a trance, thinking that this kind of life that is so quiet that the whole world is gentle is actually very good, and almost bewitched, he wanted to walk over and hold Su Ran's hand, and hold Su Ran's hand like that for the rest of his life. Hold on and never let go.

In fact, plainness is a blessing, and a stable life for a lifetime is the true meaning of happiness, isn't it?

Writer's words:

Jing slag~~~~Tender~~~Don’t talk about birds~~~