"My mother?" Hu Zhaolin was stunned.\\..\\The whole person was stunned on the spot, dumbfounded.
Mother, such a familiar yet distant word. This is the relative he has been missing for several years, and he finally appears today. He has a feeling of disbelief, this is too sudden, everything is so unreal.
Ever since he knew that Hu Tiannan and Mrs. Hu were not his parents, he had asked thousands of times about the whereabouts of his biological parents. But they were unwilling to tell him, and every time they said they didn't know and tried to excuse him.
But the more this happened, the more he missed his family. Not only did there not be a single photo of them at home, not even the things they used before were left. It was as if they had never existed in this world.
There is nothing to prove their existence.
He doesn't understand, he really doesn't understand.
How could such a big family have nothing left behind? He knew there must be some ulterior secret happening inside. Otherwise, why would Hu Tiannan and his wife be so secretive?
As the only son of his parents, he doesn't even know what happened to them in the past. Isn't it ridiculous, even sad?
From then on, his heart began to subtly want to stay away from the Hu family and everyone in the Hu family. Because he felt that he was not on the same road as them. Although they still cared about him, there was always something missing in his heart.
.
He learned to leave home and become a monk, and went to various entertainment venues or drinking parties. He thought, maybe in these places, there were roads that his parents had walked before, and there were people they were familiar with?
Gradually, he became more and more indulgent. Not only did he indulge in drinking and make friends randomly, but he also stayed up all night, and the time away from home became longer and longer. Every time he got drunk, he would cry out to his parents sadly, why should they?
Abandon him and leave. He can't figure it out, really can't figure it out.
However, it finally appeared today. He was in a daze. Looking at the cold-faced beautiful woman in front of him, he questioned: "Are you really my mother?"
"Yes." The woman replied. Her expression did not change much because she met the child, and was still cold.
"Why should I believe that you are my mother?" Hu Zhaolin shouted. "This is your conspiracy... your conspiracy. Do you think I'm a fool? Although I don't know what you want to do, I won't be fooled. You guys are so stupid."
You underestimate me, Hu Zhaolin."
These people have imprisoned themselves for so long without a trace of freedom. If this woman was really his mother, how could she treat herself like this?
Also, how could anyone still have a cold attitude after seeing his son? Is this the expression a mother and son should have when they reunite?
"Your birthday is June 25th, and you are 25 years old this year." The woman murmured. "There is a five-centimeter long scar on your right arm. It was caused by a fall when you were playing with your father in the back garden when you were very young.
Yes. Also, every time spring comes, you fall ill with a serious illness. The doctor says that your constitution is too weak, so your father will let you practice Taekwondo since you were a child, which can not only defend yourself but also strengthen your body."
"Also, there is a scar on the right side of your head. It was caused by your mother accidentally falling to the ground when she was holding you. Because of this, your father and I have been worried for a whole year, fearing that we might damage your head.
My brain was damaged, but luckily everything was fine."
Hu Zhaolin was surprised again. He unconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the right side of his head. No one knew that the scar was covered by his hair. He could only clearly feel its existence every time he washed his hair. He still wondered about himself.
How come there is such a scar on my head? This is how it happened.
"Are you really my mother?" Hu Zhaolin still couldn't believe it. This was too hard to accept.
"Yes." The woman nodded again. She once again took out a yellowed color photo, stretched out her arm, and said, "Look, this is a photo of our family."
Hu Zhaolin opened his eyes wide, quickly walked over and grabbed the photo, then lowered his head and looked at it quietly.
Above is a photo of a young man and woman sitting on a chair holding a chubby baby. The man and woman have happy smiles on their faces, and the child has a cute look on his face.
They are indeed a very happy and enviable family.
Although there is a big difference between his appearance as a baby and now, the general outline can still be recognized as Hu Zhaolin. There is also a row of small characters behind the photo, which are the names of the three of them and the date of shooting. Judging from the handwriting, it has been quite a long time.
, doesn’t look like a counterfeit.
And the beautiful young woman in the photo is naturally the woman in front of her. She smiled so brightly and happily at that time, and she was not at all as cold and inhumane as she is now.
Could it be that something happened that year that changed this woman's character? It also changed this supposedly happy family?
"My father's name is Hu Tianyun, your name is..."
"Blue sky language." the woman replied.
Hu Zhaolin looked up at the beautiful woman, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly. All the longing he had felt over the years rushed out instantly, and his eyes began to redden uncontrollably, and then tears wet his eyes. He twitched his facial muscles,
Suddenly I had the urge to run over, hug the woman and cry.
"Don't cry!" Lan Tianyu scolded. "Don't even rush over. Hu Tianyun's son must not be so weak."
"mom!"
Hu Zhaolin shouted emotionally. He wanted to rush over, hug Lan Tianyu and cry bitterly, but he was suddenly stopped by her, and his trembling body could only stand there unwillingly.
However, he could no longer control his tears, and the grown man's tears flowed down like water.
The relatives he has missed for many years are right in front of him, but he can't get close to him. The sad feeling makes him unbearable. He doesn't know why it is like this. This is not what he wants. He has fantasized about reunion scenes countless times, but
Didn't expect such a result.
Lan Tianyu looked at Hu Zhaolin who was crying. She felt equally uncomfortable inside, but for the sake of her son, she couldn't show weakness. Only by accepting the cold reality can people become mature and courageous.
Hu Zhaolin sobbed for a moment before Lan Tianyu said, "Follow me."
She turned and left without saying why or where she was going.
However, Hu Zhaolin followed him obediently because he now had too many questions that he wanted to answer, and the answers to these questions that had troubled him for many years could all be found in Lan Tianyu.
Lan Tianyu took Hu Zhaolin to a study room, but Xiaozi did not follow, leaving mother and son in the room reminiscing about old times.
The door is closed and no one will disturb you.
Lan Tianyu sat in the middle of the sofa for guests, while Hu Zhaolin stood there without moving, just staring at Lan Tianyu closely. Maybe it was because he hadn't seen his mother for too long and wanted to remember this carefully.