Finally, it was when my mother was sure to have a deep sleep that I got up from her arms and went to rescue Wen Jichen. I thought a conversation between us, mother and daughter would make Wen Jichen feel lost, such as the sentence I said.

"I won't fall in love with anyone, and I don't have to find a boyfriend."

I don’t know how much I said about such words. Wen Jichen was not as depressed as I thought. On the contrary, he could also say to me happily: “You mother and daughter are so pretentious, I got goosebumps all over the floor.”

I reached out to hit him: "Who told you to listen!"

Wen Jichen hid flexibly, quickly stood behind me and hugged me: "Hey, don't you need to find a boyfriend? To be honest, I almost laughed when you said this, you little wild cat..."

"If you say it again, I will beat you up!" I turned around and wanted to play with Wen Jichen again. Every time I was avoided by Wen Jichen, and every time he teased me, I had nowhere to hide.

After a while with him, I went back to bed.

When I lay back on my bed, I was still sleepless. I wanted to get into my mother's arms, but I was afraid of waking her up, so I could only hold her hand in the dark, blinking constantly, trying to get sleepy.

That night, my mother told me a lot about my childhood.

For example, the orchids in a yard she raised, she said that when I was a child, I always liked to watch flowers in the yard, and I always touched them with my hands. Once, I picked a orchid and was beaten up by her ass.

She said that from the time I was four to seven years old, she had no money to let me go to kindergarten. Some people may ask, your family is so poor that they don’t even have money to study for their children?

I heard that my father is a man with no skills. After graduating from high school, he always follows some gangsters in the town to eat, drink and have fun all day long, and steal if he has no money.

Before this, I really didn't know how my mother fell in love with such a man, even if he was my dad.

"That morning was still winter. It was much colder at that time. The ice in the river could make people run around directly on it. I was also playful at that time. Your grandparents died early, and I lived alone since I was twelve years old. On the way to school that day, I passed by the big river in the town." My mother's eyes looked at the ceiling, shiny, as if she was smiling, and seemed to be crying.

I hugged in her arms and kept listening.

"The ice on that big river was obviously very deep, but when I slipped over from above, I stepped into a huge ice hole. The water in winter was more than ten degrees below zero... I had only one thought at that time, that is, I was about to die."

"And what..." I widened my eyes, not knowing that there was such a past.

"Then, the gangsters in our town stood by the river and watched me laugh at me and called me a fool. There was no one in the morning, and I sank into the extremely cold water and my feet began to cramp. Fortunately, I knew to hold my breath, otherwise I might have died there." After a pause, she continued.

"Your dad was holding breakfast in his hand to find the gangsters. When he saw them laughing on the side of the road, he knew that I was falling into the river. Without saying a word, he threw the breakfast and jumped into the river... When those gangsters saw your dad jumping in, they were anxious, so they took a bamboo pole and handed it to dad to pull us up..." When my mother said this, her tone was extremely gentle.

I asked, "Do you like him because of this?"

Mom nodded: "Well, he sent me to my house and saw that I was the only one in my house. He was very surprised. After I fell into the river, I became sick, so he stayed to take care of me. Your father is handsome, at least when I met him, he was fair and pretty. I have never seen a man who is clumsy and can be so gentle..."

"Hahaha, I'm moved by the heart?" I smiled.

"He has always been very kind to me and wants to make a difference for me. He started to be motivated and found a job, and then we got married." My mother's tone was still very gentle.

"In the year before you were born, he was still very good to me and raised a lot of orchids in the yard. Others are smart, and the family's financial conditions have gradually improved, but since I was pregnant with you... he has changed all over," said my mother.

I heard something from her gradually cold tone.

Perhaps, when my mother was pregnant, she went out to fool around and often came back drunk until midnight. In the end, she actually brought the woman outside home.

But, she didn't tell me how my father died.

I haven't celebrated my birthday for almost twenty years, because my father died on the day I was born.

How do I do it, celebrate my birthday on my dad’s death day?

I have always been very fragile about family affection. When it comes to my father's death, I didn't have much emotional fluctuations. I don't know what it feels like to exist in a complete family.

In my short life, the role of father is optional.

But I think that mother has absolutely loved her father. When a woman talks about a man she likes, she accidentally expresses her feelings in her tone and her expressions are inspired by the heart and cannot be pretended.

He is so disappointing.

That night, I had no nightmares for the first time and slept very peacefully.

...

The next day, when my mother woke up, she was like nothing happened. It seemed that she wasn't her telling me last night, and she turned back into a female yaksha, playing an insignificant joke to me.

She pretended to be fine, and of course I kept silent.

The dull past cannot disappear, so I can only bury it in the deepest part of my heart and never dig it out again.

The difference is that Wen Jichen suddenly brought it back to Beijing early at breakfast today. Of course, the stepfather and mother didn't want us to go back so early and stay in Hong Kong for a while.

I don’t know if it was because of the conversation with my mother last night, but in my intuition, there was this part of the reason.

He felt depressed.

He finally felt a sense of crisis, for both of us.

I kept eating breakfast silently and not talking. Wen Jichen left, and I must have followed him.

"Have you decided?" The stepfather raised his head from the financial newspaper.

"I am far away in Hong Kong, how can I control the Beijing branch? The old ministers under your company are not convinced by me. They are so far away from Beijing, but they may be able to make trouble." Wen Jichen had no expression on his face and spoke in a cold tone.

I took a deep breath, just a breakfast, and the atmosphere was so depressing...

Actually, I don’t want to leave very much. I haven’t seen my mother for too long and I want to get along for a while.

But when they thought about returning to Beijing when they were sophomore, they felt a little better.

"Okay, you have thought about it, I will book you a plane ticket." The stepfather put down the newspaper and sighed.

Wen Jichen nodded.

"Or why Doudou stay here?" the stepfather suddenly looked up and said.

Wen Jichen glanced at me sideways: "She has been in Hong Kong for so long and has not done any serious things at all. I have to look at her."
Chapter completed!