Boyfriend is mentally ill

What will the Meng family be like?

Jiang Xiaofeng nestled on the sofa, thinking seriously with his red nose.

I heard that the Meng family is a big family, so is it true that all members of the family live together?

And... This kind of invitation should be regarded as a formal meeting with the parents, right?

Jiang Xiaofeng took another tissue, ruthlessly rubbed his nose, excited and nervous at the same time.

I don't know if Dad Meng gets along well. The helm of the group should be very serious. He must have a strong aura when he doesn't speak, just like Meng Huanian.

Also, if he came to the door for the first time, would he have to buy a gift?

A family like the Meng family doesn't know what kind of gift to bring to the past to be considered impolite...

Meng Fusheng put out the prepared meals, looked up, and saw Jiang Xiaofeng sitting on the sofa in a daze, smiled, walked over and touched his head, frowned, bent down and pressed his forehead against him, Worryingly said: "It seems to have a low fever."

Jiang Xiaofeng came back to his senses, recalled the previous sneezing, and quickly wiped his nose with a piece of paper before saying, "It's okay, every time I catch a cold, I will have a low-grade fever, just take some medicine to sweat and it will be fine, don't come so close to me, be careful of infection. "

Meng Fusheng touched his reddened nose, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed him, and said: "If you are infected, you can share the same difficulties."

Jiang Xiaofeng immediately covered his lips and stepped back three feet away, full of vigilance: "Who wants to be in trouble with you, you are not allowed to get sick! You are sick and I can't skip class to take care of you, what are you going to do?"

There are babysitters.

But forget it, if he is also sick, there will be no one to take care of Jiang Xiaofeng.

"I made a mistake." Meng Fusheng quickly admitted his mistake, and reached out to him, "Come here, let's eat."

Jiang Xiaofeng looked at him suspiciously, turned his head to search in the living room, found the medicine box, took out a mask from it and put it on for himself, and then walked to Meng Fusheng's side.

Meng Fusheng was funny, he held him and said, "How do you eat while wearing a mask?"

"You can eat it just by lifting it up like this. Before I recover from the illness, you are not allowed to get too close to me. When we sleep at night, we each have a quilt, and each of us sleeps on the head. You are not allowed to do anything, understand?"

Meng Fusheng squeezed his hand and answered irrelevant questions: "Tomorrow is just the weekend, if your fever has not subsided tomorrow, we will go to the hospital."

Jiang Xiaofeng's attention was immediately diverted, and he frowned ten thousand times unwillingly: "It's just a cold, what hospital to go to..."

In the end, Jiang Xiaofeng took off his mask and ate dinner honestly.

Before going to bed, Jiang Xiaofeng really moved out the quilt and spread it on the other side of the bed with his own pillows, expressing his determination to sleep with Meng Fusheng separately.

Meng Fusheng didn't say anything, watched him take the medicine, and arranged for him to sleep.

About half an hour later, Jiang Xiaofeng fell asleep.His nose was congested, his breathing was a little heavy, and his brows were also furrowed. It seemed that he was not sleeping well.

Meng Fusheng opened his eyes, checked his situation, then got up and moved his pillow over, went to bed and lay down again, hugged him with the quilt in his arms, and covered them both with his own quilt, Only then did I really fall asleep.

With two layers of quilt and being hugged, the heat doubled, and Jiang Xiaofeng soon broke out in sweat.

Meng Fusheng woke up in the middle of the night, reached out and touched Jiang Xiaofeng's forehead, his hands were sweaty, and then reached under the quilt to touch his back, only to feel that his hands were full of moisture, so he hurriedly got up and went to the bathroom to fetch a basin of warm water.

Undressing, wiping his hair, wiping his body... Jiang Xiaofeng didn't wake up after being tormented like this, but his breathing became longer and more stable.

Meng Fusheng lowered his head and kissed his brow, stretched out his arms and hugged him into his quilt, then tore off his quilt, and lay down on the spot where he just lay.

The annoying hot flashes disappeared, the place where he slept and the quilt covered were all warm and dry, and there was still a familiar atmosphere around him. Jiang Xiaofeng slept more and more relaxed, habitually hugging the heat source around him like an octopus, and buried his head past.

Meng Fusheng smiled, touched his bare back, tucked in the quilt, and closed his eyes.

……

In the early morning, Jiang Xiaofeng opened his eyes in a daze, saw Meng Fusheng's face in front of him, he froze for a moment, then woke up instantly, and lifted the quilt to see the entangled bodies of the two.

"??!"

Where are his clothes?No, where is his quilt?

Meng Fusheng moved suddenly, raised his hand to hold his face, and pressed his forehead against it.

Jiang Xiaofeng came back to his senses, looked at Meng Fusheng's eyes closed and obviously still not awake, he noticed the water basin and towels beside the bed from the corner of his eye, he probably understood what was going on, his heart softened, and he felt his body , light and dry, without the heavy sticky feeling of a cold and low fever, relieved, put his hands on Meng Fusheng's body, opened his trouser waist, and groped inside.

"Well?"

Meng Fusheng opened his eyes, the drowsiness in his eyes quickly faded, and he touched his head: "Are you awake? Is there any discomfort?"

Jiang Xiaofeng rubbed his body down, kissed his collarbone, and his hands became more and more wanton.

A man in the morning can't stand being teased.

Meng Fusheng snorted, instinctively pressed the back of his head, and his voice became hoarse: "So energetic...it seems to be healed." The last bit of voice was buried in the sound of the mattress when he turned over.

……

Jiang Xiaofeng took it upon himself to waste the whole morning on the bed.The cold is almost cured, but the person is almost useless.

"Are you still making trouble?" Meng Fusheng pinched his face.

Jiang Xiaofeng raised his eyelids to look at him: "Are you happy?"

Meng Fusheng choked on his rare thick skin.

"Then I'll still make trouble." Jiang Xiaofeng turned his head and pointed the back of his head at him.

Meng Fusheng looked at the back of his head for a while, then bent over and whispered something in his ear.

Jiang Xiaofeng moved, his ears were a little red, he turned his head back, glanced at him, and asked: "I want to eat fat beef pot for lunch."

Helpless and funny, Meng Fusheng rubbed his lower back: "Okay, I will make you a fat beef pot."

……

After the meal, Jiang Xiaofeng called Mu Lanfang while Meng Fusheng was washing the dishes.

Mu Lanfang quickly picked it up.

"Grandma, Fusheng's father invited me to play at his house during the winter vacation, can I go?" Jiang Xiaofeng asked, a little nervous, "If I go, will I be formally meeting my parents? Do I want to bring gifts over there? What should I bring?"

Mu Lanfang was taken aback, glanced at Mu Yazhi and Jiang Chao who were sitting opposite, thought for a while, put the phone on the table and turned on the speakerphone, and asked for confirmation, "Did Fusheng's father invite you?"

Jiang Xiaofeng thought she didn't hear clearly, so he repeated what he said just now.

Mu Yazhi and Jiang Chao frowned and looked at the mobile phone on the table.

Mu Lanfang replied: "Go, they took the initiative to invite you over there, and specially chose the time of winter vacation. Sincerity and heart are enough, you can go if you want. You don't have to worry about gifts. Grandma will buy them for you. You can bring them directly when the time comes." Just go there."

"But if grandma chooses all the presents, will it appear that I am not sincere?"

"Then let's pick together, shall we?"

"Okay, thank you grandma!"

Mu Yazhi and Jiang Chao had never met such a soft and intimate Jiang Xiaofeng, and they were a little startled.

Mu Lanfang glanced at them and continued: "Then you can ask Fu Sheng on behalf of grandma, and ask him if he would like to come to our house for the Lantern Festival in the next year. After the festival, grandma wants to take him to burn incense for your grandpa."

This can be regarded as inviting Meng Fusheng to formally meet his parents.

Mu Yazhi wanted to speak, but was stopped by Jiang Chao, who shook his head at her.

Jiang Xiaofeng became visibly excited when he heard the words, and his tone on the phone was raised again, and he replied: "He is willing! He is definitely willing! He——Ah Choo!"

Mu Lanfang frowned: "Why did you sneeze suddenly? I just said that your voice doesn't sound right, do you have a cold? I've been worrying for the past two days that you are prone to catch a cold every time the season changes, and you are prone to low-grade fever when you catch a cold. "

"It's okay, it's all over. Fusheng specially asked for leave yesterday to take care of me. He sweated at night. The fever has subsided this morning, but his throat still feels a little uncomfortable."

Mu Lanfang deliberately instructed: "If you are sick, you must eat well, and you are not allowed to work or eat takeaway."

"No, grandma, it's not like you don't know that Fusheng never allows me to eat takeaway, he cooks."

"Are you with Fusheng? What about him?"

"Washing the dishes."

The grandfather and grandson chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone. Mu Lanfang put away the phone, looked at Mu Yazhi and Jiang Chao who were opposite, and asked, "Did you hear that?"

Jiang Chao and Mu Yazhi remained silent.

Mu Lanfang obviously let them listen to this phone call, the purpose should be to let them understand the Meng family and Meng Fusheng's attitude towards Xiaofeng.

To be honest, they were surprised.

Let's not mention the Meng family's side, just talk about Meng Fusheng's side. As far as they know, Meng Fusheng is the one being pursued. They thought that in this relationship, Jiang Xiaofeng was weaker and gave more. ……no?

Mu Lanfang didn't have much time to keep them silent. He pointed to the tablet on the table and said, "If you want a chance, yes, I'll give it to you. The tablet contains all the photos Xiaofeng took from childhood to adulthood. Take it back and look at it slowly, and come to me when you see the problem." After speaking, he waved his hand to see off the guests.

Jiang Chao looked at the tablet on the table, got up and put it away, then helped Mu Yazhi up, and said to Mu Lanfang: "Mom, Yazhi and I will take a good look at these photos, thank you."

Mu Lanfang waved his hand, signaling them to leave quickly.

……

The couple returned to the room, and Mu Yazhi sat on the sofa, resting his hand on his forehead and lost in thought.

Jiang Chao sat over and said in a warm voice: "Yazhi, you know how protective Mom is. If Mom can protect her like that, that Meng Fusheng must be sincere to Xiaofeng."

Mu Yazhi rubbed her temples vigorously: "Meng Jin actually took the initiative to invite Xiaofeng to visit Meng's house..." She suddenly turned her head to look at Jiang Chao, "I can't do anything, can I? After meeting the parents, Xiaofeng If Xiaofeng and Meng Fusheng have conflicts and break up in the future, with the Meng family's status and connections, Xiaofeng's path will only become narrower and narrower, and Xiaofeng is a boy. What will those people say about him..."

"Yazhi, these are just your conjectures, don't always think in the wrong direction." Jiang Chao held her hand, "Didn't you ask about it? The Meng family has a good style, they are not the kind of family who bully others, Most importantly, Xiaofeng is very happy now."

Mu Yazhi turned her head and closed her eyes, her mind was full of Jiang Xiaofeng's cheerful tone just now, and she suddenly said: "It would be great if I didn't give birth to him..."

If you don't give birth, you won't be tortured by guilt from time to time because of abandoning and escaping.I will not be more afraid to face it because of guilt, nor will I try my best to ignore and ignore it because I am afraid to face it, and then I will feel more guilty when I occasionally think about it...a vicious circle.

"Why does he like boys, and find someone with that kind of condition." She murmured, raising her arms to cover her eyes, her mind was in a mess.

I used to think that if I faced it and gave some help, I would be able to feel at ease, but the reality is that she seemed to have stepped into a mud pit that she had been avoiding in the past, and then she was pulled deeper and deeper, and she could no longer pretend to be like she used to be. not see.

"Shouldn't it be like before, just don't care about it at all at first? If you don't care about him before, he has grown up well. Maybe you don't care about him this time. If you look at him in a few years, he will be back on track. Find someone Ordinary girls, if they get married and have children, we can buy him a house and property, keep him well-fed, and don’t need him to take care of the elderly. When we die, we can leave him a large inheritance, which can be regarded as a little bit of repayment. The debt he brought into this world..."

Jiang Chao frowned and called him: "Yazhi!"

Mu Yazhi suddenly came back to her senses, put down her arms, and stared at him blankly.

Jiang Chao looked at her eyes that turned red at some point, reached out to help her straighten her hair, and said, "You are not the only one who is wrong, I am also wrong. I will change it with you, and we will do it together."

"Ah Chao." Mu Yazhi collapsed suddenly, using a ruthless tone to hide his powerlessness, "Why can't he choose a less risky path? Is he punishing me? Is it my fault? Neither do I." I want to be like this, and I don't want to...why can't he choose a more stable path and live a more stable life, why."

Jiang Chao never thought that she would have so many emotions suppressed in her heart. He gently ran along her back and said, "Yazhi, when you were with me back then, didn't you choose an unsteady road with your own will?"

Mu Yazhi's body froze suddenly, she just felt as if someone had hit her on the head, and after a while, she suddenly lowered her head and smiled, an ugly smile.

"Yazhi..."

"I'm fine, I'm fine." She sat up straight, wiped her face vigorously twice, then picked up the tablet suddenly, and said, "Look at the photos."

Jiang Chao was very worried: "Yazhi."

"There is only one chance." Mu Yazhi clicked on the photo, "Back then I was going to take an unstable road, and my mother chose to persuade me to bow to the world. Now my child is like me, choosing an unstable road. I absolutely Don't be like my mother back then, absolutely not!"

……

There are many photos on the tablet, most of which were taken by Mu Lanfang when he was traveling, but there are only more than 100 photos related to Jiang Xiaofeng.

The couple got together to look through the photos, and soon discovered something—they had seen some of the photos of Jiang Xiaofeng before he was five years old, and they were sent to them by Mu Lanfang from time to time, but the photos of Jiang Xiaofeng after he was five years old, they None of them have been seen.This means that after Jiang Xiaofeng turned five, Mu Lanfang suddenly stopped sending them photos of Jiang Xiaofeng, but they didn't realize this.

Jiang Chao tried to recall: "Why didn't Mom suddenly stop posting? What happened back then?"

Mu Yazhi replied: "When Xiaofeng was five years old, your mother fell ill, we went back to China, and I went home alone, and had a fight with my mother."

Jiang Chao was stunned: "Why didn't I hear you say this?"

"You were in a bad mood at the time, and I was afraid it would be even more troublesome if I told you about it. When I went home that time, my mother advised me not to stay abroad any longer. Xiaofeng is about to go to primary school, so let me and you take care of yourself." Go back to China and spend good time with Xiaofeng. At that time, I finally negotiated a cooperation, and it was a bit annoying to hear my mother mentioning this, so I quarreled."

Jiang Chao said: "No wonder our parents reacted that way when we returned to China the next year."

Mu Yazhi tilted her head and didn't speak.

Jiang Chao remembered something again, and said: "Xiaofeng seems to have stopped crying when we left since that year."

Mu Yazhi was taken aback, frowned and recalled the past, and suddenly found that when she was arguing with Mu Lanfang, Jiang Xiaofeng seemed to be sleeping in the room inside.

If Jiang Xiaofeng hadn't actually fallen asleep back then... She remembered the cold eyes Jiang Xiaofeng had looked at when they met last time, she tightened her fingers, lowered her head and said, "Go ahead and look at the photos, this shouldn't be the problem Mom asked us to see."

The two ended the topic and continued to flip through the photos until they were almost done flipping through the photos before discovering the problem again.

"Strange." Jiang Chao cut through the last few photos back and forth, wondering, "Why is there no photo of Xiaofeng after his first year of high school? Not even a group photo of his senior year of high school graduation, did he not take a photo or did he not save it in an electronic file?"