I am fortunate to have you for the rest of my life

Zhang Yiwen and Liang Xiaoyou started a cold war. Zhang Yiwen felt that he was a face-slapping madman. When he was divided into classes, he would not ignore Liang Xiaoyou, only Liang Xiaoyou ignored him.This breaks the promise.

But he just couldn't help being angry, angry that Pang Qingling didn't like him, liked Liang Xiaoyou, angry that Liang Xiaoyou was so attractive to girls, there was Su Zhixi before, and now there is Pang Qingling, angry Liang Xiaoyou shouted at himself for Pang Qingling.

The angry Yang Liying couldn't stand it anymore, so she called Yang Yaohui to persuade her.The place of persuasion was chosen at Zhang Yiwen's house.

After school was over on Friday, the three followed Zhang Yiwen to Zhang Yiwen's house.

Yang Yaohui dragged Zhang Yiwen into the bedroom, and said, "You can't bully other children like this."

"Why did I bully him?" Zhang Yiwen was wronged and innocent.

"Isn't this called bullying? It's not his fault that Pang Qingling fell in love with the kid. Why are you so angry at him? Besides, the kid rejected Pang Qingling. Why are you angry?"

I don't know what kind of anger I am, Zhang Yiwen said in his heart.

"Besides, you and Pang Qingling are not married, not engaged, and haven't even started talking about dating. You don't have to be Pang Qingling. If Pang Qingling and Liang Xiaoyou really like each other, why don't you let them be nice. Their parents don't have that power."

As soon as Zhang Yiwen heard "like each other" and then heard "he has no right", he became angry again.

"I just won't allow it."

"Hey, why can't I explain it to you?" Yang Yaohui slapped the table and stood up, "Let me tell you, you just treat other people's children as your personal belongings, and when he falls in love, he will have more than you." If you are someone more important, you are not happy, are you?"

Yang Yaohui really asked Zhang Yiwen this question, did he think so?

Seeing that Zhang Yiwen didn't answer, Zhang Yaohui sat down and continued to explain, "Your idea is wrong. Before, the child was withdrawn. You are the only friend and he has no relatives. You can barely rank No. 2 in his heart, but now you are not. It's the same, we are all his friends, he will fall in love, get married and have children in the future, he will have a wife and children. Father-in-law, mother-in-law, seventh aunt, eighth aunt may all be in front of you, although you give children Food and clothing, but this is voluntary, you can’t tie up the child because of these, let him live alone in the world, this is wrong, your unreasonable possessiveness is wrong.”

Yang Yaohui muttered in Zhang Yiwen's ear, and Zhang Yiwen who was muttering was very upset.

"Yang Yaohui, shut up quickly, stand up and disappear, otherwise, you will never get any news about Yang Liying from me in the future."

Five seconds later, Zhang Yiwen's world was quiet.

Zhang Yiwen sat on a chair and thought about Yang Yaohui's words.

Liang Xiaoyou poked his head over from the door, saw that Zhang Yiwen didn't respond, walked over cautiously, squatted in front of Zhang Yiwen and said softly, "Ah Wen, I won't see Pang Qingling again in the future, I tricked you into meeting Pang Qingling privately." It's my fault, I apologize to you. Don't be angry, okay... I will..."

Before Liang Xiaoyou finished speaking, he was suddenly pulled by Zhang Yiwen and fell into Zhang Yiwen's arms.

"Awen..." Liang Xiaoyou was taken aback, "What's wrong?"

"I don't want you to fall in love, and I don't want you to have seven aunts and eight aunts."

"Okay, then I won't talk about it. I don't have seven aunts or eight aunts. Our family has few relatives." Liang Xiaoyou didn't know what Zhang Yiwen was trying to do, but he just wanted to follow his wishes unconditionally.

"Well, do you like Pang Qingling?"

"do not like."

"Don't like it at all?"

"I don't like it at all."

"Then do you think brothers are more important or women are more important?" Zhang Yiwen felt that he was just like a woman, and he was still jealous of his wife, but he couldn't help but want to ask, and wanted to pry some words of reassurance from Liang Xiaoyou's mouth.

Liang Xiaoyou lowered his head and said, "You are the most important."

Zhang Yiwen's heart soared to the sky after hearing these words, he hugged Liang Xiaoyou tightly, not allowing any space between them, until there was a knock on the door.

Zhang Yiwen let go of Liang Xiaoyou, and saw the heads of Yang Yaohui and Yang Liying poking through the door.

"We didn't mean to disturb you. It's really something. My brother just called me. The matter is quite urgent. You two continue to get bored. Let's go first." Yang Liying said with a smile.

"Yes, just reconcile, just reconcile, shadow and I will leave first." The two disappeared in a wind-blown posture.

Only then did Zhang Yiwen realize that the postures of him and Liang Xiaoyou were a little weird, so he quickly stood up and pulled Liang Xiaoyou up by the way.

The two of them often quarreled inexplicably, and reconciled and reconciled inexplicably.

After the reconciliation, Liang Xiaoyou wanted to go to Pang Qingling to clarify the matter, but it was not easy to see her again, so he wrote a rejection letter seriously.

After Zhang Yiwen read the letter, it was entrusted to Pang Qingling, and that girl never appeared in front of them again.Although the school is not big, if you want to hide, you can always make it so that there is no intersection.

After Zhang Yiwen and Liang Xiaoyou reconciled, Liang Xiaoyou began to concentrate on studying. Since Zhang Yiwen started chasing Pang Qingling, Zhang Yiwen didn't miss many classes, but Liang Xiaoyou always went on errands, which greatly delayed his studies.

Zhang Yiwen is smart, he can memorize liberal arts stuff after reading it twice, and he is very good at drawing inferences. Now he doesn't need to help Liang Xiaoyou take notes, and all he has to do is sleep in class.But Zhang Yiwen also has something to worry about. What worries him is the increasing number of homework in class.

Liberal arts is a matter of writing, physical chemistry is just a matter of using the brain, political history has to be long and full, and it must be full of writing. Often, after finishing a subject, the hands will be exhausted.Zhang Yiwen sighed every time he did his homework.

Seeing Zhang Yiwen's painful appearance, Liang Xiaoyou was filled with guilt, and finally said when Zhang Yiwen complained again and again, "Ah Wen, otherwise you should go learn the theory, you are smart, and you can keep up now."

Just this one sentence made Zhang Yiwen no longer dare to shout tired or tired.

Liang Xiaoyou is really good at liberal arts. After copying other people's notes, drawing a picture on the book, and memorizing it, the progress has caught up. The real lag is mathematics, but after a week of intensive tutoring, the courses that fell behind He was also able to get started.

The days went by step by step, and it will soon be November.

As soon as November entered, Liang Xiaoyou began to worry about Zhang Yiwen's birthday.

Zhang Yiwen's birthday was not pleasant last time, but Zhang Yiwen's heart knot was untied, and he talked about how this year's birthday was going to be.According to Zhang Yiwen's intention, we should follow last year's standards, have a meal together, go to KTV to sing a song or something.

What Liang Xiaoyou struggled with was not how to celebrate Zhang Yiwen's birthday, nor was it a birthday gift, but Zhang Yiwen's knot in his heart.

He wanted Zhang Yiwen's mother to celebrate his birthday with him.

He wanted Zhang Yiwen to get the maternal love he deserved.

He had seen Zhang Yiwen staring silly at other mothers holding their children, and he had also seen Zhang Yiwen smirking at him and his mother.He knew that Zhang Yiwen actually longed for maternal love.He didn't want Zhang Yiwen to recall his mother, leaving only coldness and blankness.

So, this Friday, when Liang Xiaoyou went to live at Zhang Yiwen's house, he took advantage of Zhang Yiwen's taking a bath and secretly wrote down Zhang's mother's phone number.

The note on Zhang Yiwen's phone for his mother was "Anhui". Fortunately, Liang Xiaoyou heard Zhang Yiwen call his mother, otherwise, he would definitely not be able to find the phone number.

On Saturday morning, Liang Xiaoyou called Zhang's mother.

Liang Xiaoyou was very nervous, and his nervous hands trembled slightly, but he tried his best to look calm, "Hello, Auntie, I'm Zhang Yiwen's classmate, I have something to ask you. When are you free, can you come out and talk about it?" talk?"

Fortunately, things went well, she agreed, and made an appointment with Liang Xiaoyou at XX coffee shop at 9 am on Sunday.

On Sunday morning, Liang Xiaoyou arrived at eight o'clock. After sitting in a more conspicuous seat, he rehearsed what he was about to say countless times in his mind.

At 8:40, Zhang Yiwen's mother arrived.

Liang Xiaoyou stood up and bowed slightly to Mama Zhang, "Hi Auntie, I'm sorry to bother you."

"No, no." An Hui smiled sincerely.

After the two sat down, Liang Xiaoyou asked straight to the point: "Auntie, it's like this, Ah Wen's birthday is coming, do you know about this?

"I know, I have already prepared the gift."

"Auntie, let's not talk about presents. I want to ask you, how many years have you not celebrated Ah Wen's birthday?" Zhang Yiwen had never been warm to his mother, so he couldn't be gentle no matter what.

An Hui was taken aback for a moment, how many years have she...

"You don't remember, it's been 10 years. It's been 8 years since you broke the appointment on Awen's 10th birthday. You haven't celebrated his birthday with him anymore, because since that day, he hasn't Never had a birthday."

"He never had a birthday again?" An Hui leaned forward, her eyes flashed with surprise and distress.

"Yes, you don't know! Since then, he has been in a hurry with anyone who said he was going to celebrate his birthday. Last year, he was in a hurry with me. You should know why..."

"He..." An Hui wanted to say something, but choked up and didn't say it.

Liang Xiaoyou pushed the mobile phone in front of An Hui, and on the screen of the mobile phone was a painting, a painting that had been torn apart and glued together again. "

"This is?"

"It took him more than a month to draw this when he was eight years old, and he planned to give it to you on his birthday. He waited at the school gate until after 10 o'clock in the evening, and was brought home by the nanny. After returning home, he I waited on my phone all night, but what I got was a call that you said could not come. He tore up the painting, but he was still reluctant to throw it away. I don’t know what kind of mood he was in to put the pieces together again. Yes. I found this in the storage room, and thought it necessary to show it to you, so I took a photo."

Anhui's eye sockets were wet.

"I know that your daughter was sick that day. I don't know your daughter, and I have no feelings for her. Therefore, I can't judge whether it is important to see a doctor or accompany your child on her birthday. After all, your daughter still had her father by her side. Ah Wen was just alone at the time. All I know is that your daughter is 11 years old now. You have been with him for 11 years. Ah Wen is now 18 years old. How long have you been with him? They are all children, no one is I don’t need a mother. Ah Wen rejects you now and doesn’t want to get close to you, you should know why.”

An Hui stared blankly at the young man in front of him, unable to say a word.She remembered that when Awen was very young, he hugged her leg and begged, "Mom, stay with me." She never saw such attachment and affection.

"As a mother, have you made any effort to get close to him? I have known Awen for almost two years, and I only saw you once during the Chinese New Year. He needs maternal love, but not such a thin, insignificant maternal love."

Liang Xiaoyou's tone was not good, but An Hui was not angry when she heard the words of a junior who were close to blame and questioning.

She has no right to be angry at all.Even a classmate knows that she loves her son so much. As for herself, as a mother, she has never thought about her son like this.She just blamed her son for being ignorant, not understanding her, and not being close to her, but isn't she the culprit of all this?Anhui has never felt so guilty like now. She wanted to make up for it, but suddenly realized that she didn't know where to start.

"What should I do." She looked at Liang Xiaoyou and said, eyes full of helplessness.

"On the night of December 12st, we will celebrate Ah Wen's birthday at XXKTV. You can come here before, after, or on the same day. You can tell him in advance, or not. It's up to you. This is my contact. Phone, if you need my help, please call me." Liang Xiaoyou pushed the note with his phone number in front of An Hui, the corner of the note was slightly wet, leaving two fuzzy fingerprints.

An Hui looked at the shy child she met last time, and felt very touched. She was really happy that her son had such a friend.

"I'll go." An Hui said.