Boyfriend is mentally ill

Why stay?

On the way back, Mu Yazhi kept thinking about this problem.

Jiang Xiaofeng was still sitting in the back seat playing with his mobile phone, as if he just asked the question casually and didn't care about the answer.

Mu Yazhi looked at him through the rearview mirror, glanced at his curly hair on his forehead and the face that looked like himself underneath, and was rarely stunned.

That's right, he obviously doesn't love children much, so why did he stay?

……

The sixth day, the seventh day... the eighth day.

By this day, most office workers across the country have finished their holidays and are back at work.Mu Yazhi and Jiang Chao, who had just started their domestic business, also became busy. Although they still stayed at home, they answered the phone one by one, and had video conferences every day.

Mu Lanfang advised them to go back to work quickly if they were busy, but he didn't know what they were obsessed with, they just refused to leave.

On the twelfth year, the day before Meng Fusheng came over, Mu Yazhi knocked on Jiang Xiaofeng's door after dinner.

"Xiaofeng, let's talk."

Jiang Xiaofeng passed her to look in the direction of Mu Lanfang's room, stepped aside and said, "Come in and talk."

Mu Yazhi nodded and stepped in.

This was the first time Mu Yazhi entered Jiang Xiaofeng's room. She looked at the layout of the room and said, "So you like this decoration style."

Jiang Xiaofeng pulled open the chair next to the small table by the window, motioned her to sit down, and replied, "I don't particularly like or dislike the decoration style, as long as I can live in it."

"You are more like your father." Mu Yazhi withdrew her gaze, and instead of sitting on the chair Jiang Xiaofeng opened, she pulled another chair and sat on it, and then put a thin document in her hand Put it on the table, looked up at him, and said, "I already have the answer to the question you asked me last time."

Jiang Xiaofeng sat down opposite her.

"Because I couldn't understand the question you asked me last time, so I consulted a psychological counselor. This is the analysis result given by him. I think this should be the most objective and detailed copy of your question. Answer." Mu Yazhi pushed the thin document to Jiang Xiaofeng.

Jiang Xiaofeng was surprised: "A counselor?"

Mu Yazhi nodded, and said: "Besides this result, your dad and I have four points to clarify with you: [-]. Your dad and I will not interfere in your life anymore. Who do you want to be with? What kind of life you want to live and what kind of work you want to do are all your freedom; second, any changes in life, career, and life planning that your dad and I have made are our own choices after careful consideration. It's only related to whether we feel happy doing this, not just because of your influence, you don't need to feel pressure; Third, Xiaofeng... I'm sorry."

Jiang Xiaofeng looked up at her.

"Ah Chao and I are not qualified to be parents." Mu Yazhi looked into his eyes with her usual serious and cold expression, only her slightly tight tone leaked a trace of her emotions, "Xiaofeng, gave birth to you , leaving you again, sorry."

Jiang Xiaofeng leaned back and shook his head: "You don't have to..."

"I just gave you a perfunctory name, sorry."

Jiang Xiaofeng's heart trembled, and he stopped talking.

"I'm sorry for letting you hear such quarrels when you were five years old." Mu Yazhi said seriously, her tone gradually changed from difficult to positive, "Transfer the responsibility of taking care of parents to a child like you. I failed to give you a response when I was looking forward to it, and left you and grandma behind for work after your grandpa passed away..."

One by one, one by one, those memories that Jiang Xiaofeng thought he had faded away, were all reawakened by Mu Yazhi with an apology.

Jiang Xiaofeng thought he could remain indifferent, but that was not the case.He tilted his head, his Adam's apple kept rolling, and wanted to say stop, he didn't care about these things long ago, and he didn't need this kind of apology, but there seemed to be something blocked in his throat, preventing him from uttering a word.

The apology goes on and on.

"...didn't come back to be with you when you needed us most in high school, and... when you never cared about you, suddenly came back to interfere with your life..." Mu Yazhi said This lowered his head, then raised his eyes to look at Jiang Xiaofeng again, and said solemnly, "I'm sorry for all of this, it's my parents' fault."

Jiang Xiaofeng tightened his hands suddenly, and asked, "What do you want by saying this now? Let me say it's okay?"

"No." Mu Yazhi shook his head and continued, "The apology above is the third point, and the fourth point. Fourth, the psychiatrist said that everything your father and I did for you after we returned to China belonged to It is an act of overcompensation. We are atoning for the mistakes we have made, and we are seeking peace of mind. You are just passively used by us. So Xiaofeng, you don’t owe us anything, we owe you one more time. Parents like us who self-righteously make some compensations to you without your permission, and get a sense of atonement from you, do not deserve any compromise, concession, and forgiveness from you."

Jiang Xiaofeng tried hard to digest her words, and asked after a long time, "Is it an act of overcompensation?"

"Correct."

"You stayed here just for yourselves?"

"Yes."

His tense back relaxed, and he asked again: "Then can I ask you to stop taking this sense of atonement from me?"

Mu Yazhi pursed her lips tightly and nodded: "Of course."

That's enough.

Some of the emotions suppressed in his heart slowly dissipated, Jiang Xiaofeng let out a light breath, sat upright and pushed back the analysis data on the table, looked at Mu Yazhi, with a rare relaxed and calm gaze in recent days, and said: "Mom, I forgive you for interfering with my feelings when you return to China."

Mu Yazhi had a premonition, her eyelashes trembled, and she replied, "Thank you."

Jiang Xiaofeng continued: "Thank you for giving birth to me. If possible, please let our relationship go back to before."

The premonition came true, Mu Yazhi blinked twice quickly, stretched out her hand to put away the documents, and said, "You're welcome, thank you for your forgiveness."

"Good night then."

"Good night."

Mu Yazhi got up to leave, just put her hand on the doorknob, but was called again.

"mom."

Mu Yazhi turned her head slightly.

"Be nice to grandma, and thank you for returning home."

"...It should be." Mu Yazhi turned her head quickly, opened the door and left the room.

The room fell silent.

Jiang Xiaofeng withdrew his gaze, slumped on the back of his chair and looked at the ceiling, then got up suddenly, found out the information that he called the counselor two days ago, and looked through it carefully.

……

When Jiang Xiaofeng woke up the next day, Mu Yazhi and Jiang Chao had already left, and Jiang Chao left a note on his bedside table.

There were only three words written on the note - I'm sorry.

Jiang Xiaofeng read the note three times, and then slipped it into a book he didn't read often.

That afternoon, Jiang Xiaofeng went to the airport to pick up Meng Fusheng. The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they couldn't help holding hands, hugging, and kissing three times at the airport, which aroused good-natured laughter from the passengers around.

When returning home from the airport, it was already dark, and Mu Lanfang cooked a big table to welcome Meng Fusheng home.

Before going to bed, the two lay in bed and talked.

"Aunt and uncle apologized to you?"

"Well, they must have typed a draft for a long time and spouted a lot of lame words to me."

Meng Fusheng stroked his hair: "What do you think?"

"Me?" Jiang Xiaofeng suddenly hid under the quilt and pressed against his chest, his voice came out indistinctly, "I think some of what they said is very pleasant."

Meng Fusheng hurriedly held him down, restrained and said: "Xiaofeng, we have to go back to Mu's Village to see Grandpa Mu tomorrow."

"It doesn't hinder anything." Jiang Xiaofeng put his hands on himself, got out of the quilt and looked at him with a smile, "Don't you want to?"

I haven't seen you for half a month, how could you not want to.

Meng Fusheng looked at his eyes full of joy and affection, firmly hugged his waist, turned over and pressed him under him.

Year fifteen, Lantern Festival.

Mu Lanfang took Meng Fusheng and Jiang Xiaofeng back to Mu's Village again, and asked Meng Fusheng to pay respects to Grandpa Mu formally.

After the worship, the three of them went down the mountain, and Mu Lanfang met an acquaintance at the foot of the mountain, and walked aside with him to talk about the past.

Jiang Xiaofeng took the opportunity to get close to Meng Fusheng, and called out in a low voice, "This is a boyfriend surnamed Meng who has been certified by my family's ancestors."

Meng Fusheng was amused by his address, looked down at him, and replied solemnly: "What are you calling me for?"

"Your boyfriend wants to tell you something."

"Please tell your boyfriend."

Jiang Xiaofeng glanced at him and said, "If you eat glutinous rice balls from my family, you will become a member of my family, isn't that right?"

Meng Fusheng nodded seriously: "Yes."

"In this case, then my boyfriend, I have a gift for you, hold out your hand."

Meng Fusheng spread his palms.

Jiang Xiaofeng put a piece of paper folded into a heart shape into his palm, and said: "Look carefully, and tell me what you think after reading it."

Meng Fusheng's outstretched palm froze.

His heart beat a little faster, and he asked, "For me?"

"Well, take it apart."

Meng Fusheng looked at the heart in his hand, then at Jiang Xiaofeng who was urging, suppressed his emotions, carefully picked up the heart, and asked, "Then I'll take it apart?"

"Take it apart."

Meng Fusheng lowered his head, and with the most gentle and careful movements in his life, he took apart the love little by little.

A line of words that were obviously machine-printed was exposed...

Meng Fusheng was stunned.

Song typeface number four, isn't this a love letter?

He suppressed the momentary disappointment in his heart, and speeded up to tear apart all the papers.

Only half of the characters that were exposed just now show the whole picture.

International Exchange Student Application...

Meng Fusheng stopped suddenly in the middle of the silent recitation, and turned his head to look at Jiang Xiaofeng.

Jiang Xiaofeng smiled triumphantly: "I heard that a certain person is discussing with his family that he will give up his plan to go abroad and study graduate school in China." He looked at Meng Fusheng and said threateningly, "Boyfriend, did I say that I don't want you to do it for me?" I changed my life plan? How dare you be disobedient?"

"No." Meng Fusheng shook his head, holding up the application form, "Xiaofeng, why..."

"But I am a person with double standards." Jiang Xiaofeng quickly interrupted him, turned to him, looked up into his eyes and asked, "So I decided to apply to go abroad as an exchange while you are studying abroad. Maybe if we are lucky, we can continue to be alumni. My grandma is very supportive of my decision, she thinks that if you major in foreign languages, you should go abroad to learn more.”

Meng Fusheng stared at him blankly, then suddenly reached out and hugged him into his arms.

Jiang Xiaofeng hugged him back, patted his back, and asked: "Then boyfriend, do you like this gift from me?"

"...I like it." Meng Fusheng tightened his arms and pressed the back of his head firmly, "I like it very much. Xiaofeng, thank you."

"You're welcome." Jiang Xiaofeng smiled contentedly, "Then let's work hard so that we can go abroad together."

Meng Fusheng nodded vigorously: "Okay."

The author has something to say:——END——This is the end of the text, please!There is an extra!The reason for the end of the main text here is because all the plots to be written have been written, and it feels like a running account to continue writing according to the timeline, so the rest of the scattered sugar-sprinkling plots will be put in the episode, everyone=3=!

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