Rebirth: My Mother is a Virgin Mary

July is the hottest month in this northern city. The store didn't even have air conditioning on, but Ms. Lin was shaking all over, her lips quivering, as if she was in an ice cellar. She flipped through her phone again and again, from disbelief at first to suspicion later and finally having to believe. The moment she put down her phone, she seemed to have aged a lot...

I thought: Cry, cry loudly, for your own cowardice and ignorance, for Cheng Xingmin's cold eyes and ruthlessness, and for my helplessness and grievances...

She rushed into her room as fast as she could and locked herself in it. She cried so loudly that it was frightening. Even through the door, the sound was as deafening as thunder...

Cheng Xinyuan seemed not to hear. He sat on the chair, looking decadent. His dry voice revealed indifference and alienation: "Sister, do you think we are Cheng Xingmin's biological children? How could he treat you and this family like this? Haven't we been good enough to the Cheng family? What have we done to them? They are all plotting against us..."

"Of course we are both Cheng Xingmin's biological children. He took me to do a DNA test when I was in junior high school..." I said this calmly. Cheng Xinyuan knew this for the first time and looked at me in surprise, then forced a bitter smile: "It's something he would do."

"As for you, you look almost exactly like him, you must be his biological son... I have thought more than once, it would be great if I was not his biological son, then I could take revenge on him without any psychological burden! Our mother takes too many things into consideration, and so do I. I am not that capable yet, all I can do is take care of myself..." Ms. Lin's crying in the room has not stopped yet, and I envy her at this moment, at least she can cry, many times, I don't know how to cry, where to start, there are too many things I want to cry about, too many people to blame. I also blame myself, I am also cowardly, facing the betrayal of my relatives, I will only be discouraged, and then escape, if I hadn't forced myself to hold on, I might not even live to the age of 27 in my previous life; even now, even if I am a 27-year-old soul, with a 27-year-old will, this 20-year-old body will still tremble unconsciously...

Let the twenty-seven-year-old me do what I didn’t have the courage to do when I was twenty!

My thoughts drifted further away...

I don't know how much time had passed, but I could no longer hear Ms. Lin's crying. The door of the room was still closed, and I could hear the sound of someone packing things up, but I had no idea what she was doing.

I don't know when Cheng Xinyuan sat next to me, his head resting on my shoulder, his lips pursed and not saying anything. He looked like he was in a daze, but I knew he was feeling sorry for me.

To him, these things may be a little cruel. Over the years, Ms. Lin has been weaving a big net called "family harmony". Even though Cheng Xinyuan knows that Cheng Xingmin is a little unreliable, he will inevitably get lost in this net.

But a net is still a net, not an indestructible protective wall. It will break one day. If it was only a little broken, Ms. Lin would have repaired it. But now, the whole net is broken. There is no need to repair it. Even the people who often repair the net may not have the heart to do it anymore...

I rubbed Cheng Xinyuan's head and looked up at Ms. Lin's room. The door was open, but no one came out. What caught my eye were several large bags full of things. Ms. Lin had some difficulty moving these things out. I pushed the person next to me, and Cheng Xinyuan ran over to help. After all, boys are much stronger. He picked up the package and walked to the door, asking as he walked, "Mom, what are these?"

Ms. Lin poked her head out of the room, tears still on her face, her hair a little messy, and she was holding a big bag with a lot of messy things in it: "Those are all Cheng Xingmin's clothes! I'll pack them all up for him. From today on, he can't even think of entering my room again!"

Beautiful! One by one, everyone started to call Cheng Xingmin by his name!

"Do you want to separate from him?" I raised my eyes and stared into her red eyes.

"Yes, I feel sick. His things make me sick. I've never felt so sick before. I feel sick to myself. I trusted him for so many years..." She came out with the bag. I could see clearly what was inside. It was some small items like Cheng Xingmin's razor charger, toiletries, and many boxes of cigarettes. It seemed that she had really cleared out all the things that belonged to Cheng Xingmin. "Isn't there a warehouse next to the toilet? Throw everything there. It's not a small place. It's big enough for him to live there. He can live there if he wants, or live in the company or rent a house. I don't care about him anyway! Don't even think about getting a penny from me. I won't let him take even a piece of paper!"

Unlike other houses, ours has a toilet right opposite the store. Because it was a separate extra space, although it was next to the store but not part of the store in front, I don't know what the contractor was thinking, but he built a small house separately. It was too small to be used as a storefront, and no one wanted it if it was rented out alone. It was also awkward to change it into a place to live. Such a useless place, when Ms. Lin bought a house, the developer waved his hand and gave it to Ms. Lin. Of course, these were marked on the house certificate. At first, Ms. Lin was also worried about what this place could be used for. Later, she thought that there were always customers coming to our store to borrow a toilet. Ms. Lin had some cleanliness obsession. She thought the bathroom was a private place, and she would not respond if too many people went to her room to use the toilet. So she set aside a piece of that place and built it into a toilet, which was exclusively for customers. It also became Ms. Lin's cleaning room, and brooms and mops no longer had to be placed in the store. As for the unused space, Ms. Lin used it as a garage, where her electric scooter and Cheng Xinyuan's mountain bike were parked.

Cheng Xinyuan opened the garage door. In addition to the car, there were also some unused shelves. There was enough space to put a single bed. Cheng Xinyuan threw Cheng Xingmin's things in and looked back at Ms. Lin: "Seriously, this is not a flash in the pan. Don't take it back in a few days!"

Ms. Lin said, "Real! More real than real gold! At this point, what's there to not understand? He uses my money to support his nephew, while my daughter has to suffer. F*ck him! If I can still tolerate him, I'm a real idiot!"

Cheng Xinyuan twitched his lips. He had never heard Ms. Lin swear. In his impression, his mother always put elegance first.

The shutter door was pulled down, and Cheng Xinyuan walked over with the key in his hand. "I was wondering how Cheng Xinlin could spend only 700 yuan a month! The last time he came to our house, he was wearing a pair of limited edition shoes! I couldn't bear to buy them, so where did he get the money? Now I know, humph, it turns out that all the money he spent was ours!"

He walked up to Ms. Lin and said, "Mom, does it feel good to curse people?!"

Ms. Lin nodded awkwardly.

"Then keep your energy. Whether it's over the phone or in person, you can't treat him with the same attitude as before!" Cheng Xinyuan put his hands on Ms. Lin's shoulders, as if to cheer her up. "Mom! You must believe that the happy future of my sister and me is in your hands! You just don't have a temper, not no ability! If you don't have the fighting spirit, it's useless for my sister to worry!"

He hugged Ms. Lin again and said, "Mom, I am also fifteen years old. Don't treat me like a child. I can protect you. Without my dad, we will live better than before. It's okay to separate. Let him understand that he can't have the final say in this family!"

Ms. Lin hugged Cheng Xinyuan back and started sobbing again.

I stood by and watched the warmth between mother and son. I didn't feel jealous at all. I just felt so relieved. This was the warmth I had never seen in my previous life. I hope there will be more scenes like this and they will last longer.

Based on my understanding of Cheng Xinyuan, that little mouth will not stop at just these words. The previous ones are just appetizers to appease Ms. Lin. Next, I just need to play the role of a patient and strong person. Well, it comes easily~

"Mom, in my heart, you have done your best within your scope! You don't know, when my school teachers heard that I was the son of "Jun Jie", they all took care of me and praised you!" The mother and son sat at the table together, and I sat diagonally opposite them, looking at Cheng Xinyuan quietly. The shop's sign is "Jun Ya Yi Shen", and "Jun Jie" is the elegant name given to Ms. Lin by her customers.

"I have enjoyed the convenience you have brought me. Those teachers are all your clients, and I have become somewhat familiar with them. But more honor was brought to me by my sister." Cheng Xinyuan stood up and poured two glasses of water, one for me and one for Ms. Lin. He took an apple and ate it. "I seldom told you about study because you always contacted my teachers directly. I knew from a young age that I was not good at studying. I saw the words on the books like tadpoles crawling. But even so, the teachers never gave up on me, not only because you often contacted the teachers, but also because of my sister..." Cheng Xinyuan showed me his signature smile with his big white teeth, "My sister doesn't even know that the political notes we are using now were left behind when she was studying at No. 1 Middle School~"

Hmm? This is indeed the first time I know...

I listened with great interest as Cheng Xinyuan continued, "Politics keeps pace with the times, but the theories of our junior high school politics have basically not changed. Of course, teachers have their own notes, but the way to make students understand and accept without causing trouble for teachers is to look at the students' own summaries~ My sister! She is still a legend after graduating from No. 1 Middle School for so many years! Her handwriting is good and she can summarize. Her notes are not as good as those in textbooks. Teachers are ashamed of themselves! Hey, Teacher Zheng Fei was your politics teacher in junior high school! Are you her first batch of students? "Cheng Xinyuan gestured to me, and I nodded. "Mom, you don't know, when Teacher Zheng knew that I was Cheng Lin's younger brother, she was so excited! She asked me several times in a row, "You are really siblings." The sentence she said most often was that she hasn't met a student as good as Cheng Lin in all these years! This is just the political teacher. The teacher who taught my sister also teaches me now. In school, the title of "Sister Jun's son" is not as useful as the title of "Cheng Lin's younger brother". How many teachers asked me about my sister's recent situation! I walk sideways in school~"