There are roads in the mountains of books

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"Mom, what are you doing?" I said immediately.

"Why, why don't you pinch the wings when they are hard?" She slowly withdrew her hand and said angrily.

"...No, I'll just ask you what you're doing."

She sat with her chest folded, too lazy to argue with me.She and I stared at each other by the bed, for some reason the atmosphere was a bit dignified.The sudden intimacy is really hard to get used to.

When I was a child, I was attached to her every day, even pulling her sleeves when I went out to buy a watermelon.But when I grew up, went to university, and went abroad to study for a doctorate. After more than ten years, what I lost was not only my tears and fragility, but also my dependence on her.To be precise, I don't seem to want to act like a baby anymore.

"Hey, how pitiful." My mother finally sighed.

I who was still embarrassed at first suddenly laughed: "Why am I so pitiful? It's normal to get sick once in a while, and it's not a big deal."

"It's good if you can think so." She replied with an innocuous sentence, then turned off the light for me, got up and cleaned up.

Her figure was swaying outside the door, wearing a loose sportswear, flat leather shoes, short hair tied into a small pull, hanging sparsely on the back of her head.I suddenly remembered that she had a lot of hair when she was young, and the black hair was long and straight like a waterfall, and it was scattered on her shoulders. The black high-heeled shoes made her back elegant, gentle and amiable.

The nose was inexplicably sore, something seemed to be stuck in the throat, and it was difficult to breathe. "Mom, don't be so busy, go take a bath and rest."

She responded with a cry and walked back, approaching me in a blur of light and shadow.I suddenly resisted making eye contact with her, as if I could reject this excessive concern.

I stretched out my foot and kicked her calf: "Mom, that... are you okay at home recently?"

"Much better than you." She replied without thinking.

"Then... is Cen Feng honest?"

The movement of her hands stopped, and then she patted my calf exposed out of the quilt several times: "I'm sick and still worrying about it, I see you will get better someday!"

"I'm just asking casually." I retracted my legs.

"You, don't think about the past anymore." She continued, "Your father is not as bad as you imagined. I have so many disputes with your grandma, and he is also suffering in the middle, don't you think?"

"no--"

My mother interrupted me and didn't give me a chance to argue: "Besides, your father is still very useful. A strange person came to our building two days ago. I was so frightened that I immediately called your dad. He brought two people back from the supermarket and drove that pervert straight away to the police station."

"Oh, it's really a once-in-a-lifetime good use." I said sullenly, "I also want to find a wife like this. I will let her take care of food and drink, let her earn money, let her take care of the children, and let her grow old. She is filial. As for me, it’s enough to fix a light bulb and drive out a thief once in a while. Maybe I’ll be the 'indispensable' pillar of the family in the end."

"..."

"I found one thing very interesting." I continued, "As long as a man does something good, he is not too bad, he is a good husband. But a woman, as long as she does not satisfy her husband at all, then she is not a good husband." wife."

"...You have a lot of feelings about being sick." My mother gave me a helpless look, "You can't think so, not every man is like this, at least, your future boyfriend will not be like this." yes."

"No more." I shrugged.

"Little thing." My mother flicked my head, turned around and continued to pack my clothes.She must have thought I was being angry again.To be honest, I didn't expect her to understand the meaning behind the words. The current situation, in my opinion, is almost perfect.

It was raining lightly outside the window, pattering.Amid the slight rustling noises, my mood became more and more calm, and I gradually fell into a coma.I started to think about what Luo Wei is doing now, playing Lego alone in the house?Or doing research on the floor?If she were here, would she think I was speaking too much?

Hmm... My mother is caught between me and Cen Feng, will it be embarrassing and painful?

But, only I really think about her.

It was late at night, I wrapped the quilt tightly, and suddenly felt a little cold.After an unknown amount of time, my mother sat on the other side of the bed wearing my loose T-shirt. She touched my forehead, saw that my eyes were open, and handed me another glass of warm water.

"Thank you mom."

"Why are you being so polite?"

I grinned and got back under the quilt, covered my head and stretched myself, trying to perform a lion dance.After sleeping for most of the day, my spirit is very good at this time.

"It's still like a child." My mother smiled helplessly.She put down the water glass, wrapped the quilt and lay beside me, the sudden warmth seemed to return to her childhood in an instant.On those rainy nights, when there was thunder outside the window, I buried my head in her arms and listened to her tell the story before I was born—the night before I was born, my grandma appeared in my mother's dream.She said my mother would have a very lovely child, kind and filial.

The cuteness is true, I still have this confidence.Unfortunately, now I am neither kind nor filial.

"Qiu Yu, where's your big shark?" My mother asked suddenly beside her.

I was immersed in the memory, and my mind suddenly became knotted. "……shark?"

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