On and off campus

The two didn't understand why, but Han Mu's expression became more and more tangled.

She stared at the two people who were getting along very harmoniously in front of her, she opened her lips soundlessly, and her lips trembled several times, but she still didn't make a sound after all.

She feels that her spirit is not too bad, her eyesight is not bad, and she will live another 20 years.

The affection in the eyes of the two people when they got along made her feel that something was wrong——

This is obviously not a normal way of getting along between friends, even brothers will not be so good.

Han Mu continued to observe silently, and a few inappropriate things fell into her eyes again.

The design styles of the clothes they are wearing today are very similar, only the patterns are slightly different, but the overall theme is the same.

Putting it between lovers in this way can be called - couple clothes.

If this alone can't explain anything, it's not impossible for good friends to buy the same clothes.She closed her eyes and sighed softly, her heart seemed to be hanging in her throat at this moment.

If Jingyi... She didn't dare to think about it, but she couldn't think about it, even though her speculation had already caused her great panic.

Seeing that the corner of Han Jingyi's mouth was stained with pear juice, Tang Feize handed Han Jingyi a tissue. Following his movements, his sleeve was pulled up a bit, revealing a section of his wrist, which wore a delicate watch.

Coincidentally, Han Jingyi also had a piece of the same style on hand.

Mother Han recalled her husband's collection of watches, and it seemed that this model was there. This brand was well-known, and the price was not affordable for Han Jingyi, a teacher who only attended classes on time and never made up lessons in private.

She knew her son well, if Tang Feize gave him such an expensive gift as a friend, he would definitely refuse.And he accepts that there are only two possibilities, one is that he does not know the real value of the item, and the other is that Han Jingyi treats the other party like a relative, so naturally he will not see each other.

However, if Han Jingyi didn't know, then the other party would have to work so hard to hide it from him if he bought it as a gift?

Brothers who have done this,

Can we still be just friends?

Thinking back to Tang Feize's subtle actions when chatting with Tang Feize just now, Mother Han couldn't help sighing, her mind was clearly in a mess, like a mess of hemp rope, but her brain had never been as good as it is now Qingming passed.

The reason is still there, she didn't expose it face to face, but kept it in her heart calmly, saying some things face to face would cause counterproductive effects, she didn't want her son to go astray, and she didn't want her son to follow his My sweetheart is embarrassed.

Tang Feize was polite and earnest to her from the beginning to the end. She could see that he was a good boy, but they were not suitable to be together after all.Although she didn't know what kind of wealth was behind Tang Feize, she knew that it must be wrong with her.

His father's words in the past still echoed in his ears, and that handsome face seemed to be still in front of his eyes.

Jingyi, don't blame mom.Let mother be the villain, no matter what, it's better than being caught by the Tang family first.

Mom really doesn't want her only child to be wronged, just like seeing you well, that's enough.

...

Tang Feize stayed until the evening before reluctantly leaving. Mother Han waved goodbye to Tang Feize with a smile. It could be seen that the two were in a happy mood, and the smiles never left their lips.

Perhaps this is the magic of love.

The depression in Han Mu's heart suddenly increased a bit.

At dinner time, Han Jingyi went to the porridge shop opposite the hospital to buy a simple porridge, and when he returned to the ward, he saw his mother lowered her eyes, looking a little depressed and preoccupied.

His heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and a bad premonition rose from the bottom of his heart.

"Mom, eat something, are you feeling better today?" He divided the porridge into two portions, put them in a lunch box, and sat down in front of his mother.

Mother Han took a deep look at him, then slightly pushed him away, "I'm not hungry yet, let's talk first, I have something I want to hear from you."

This gesture made Han Jingyi startled for a while, remembering that the last time she saw her mother so serious, she was still hesitating about her own ambition.She is also so upright and serious at this moment, and said word by word: "This is your life, and you will control the countless days in the future. Don't ask me, my life does not include the matter of controlling your life." thing."

"Mom, what do you want to ask?" Han Jingyi obediently put the lunch box aside, straightened her back, and sat upright to look at her.

"What's your relationship with Tang Feize who came to see me today?"

"Yes..." Han Jingyi's lips moved, her tone weakened, "Friend."

"I'll ask again, apart from being friends, what kind of relationship do you have?"

Her gaze was directly on Han Jingyi, her eyes were sharp, like a mirror that cuts the truth, and there is nothing to hide in front of any disguise.

Han Jingyi frowned, staring blankly at her, his eyes seemed to be begging, it was a kind of helplessness when a secret hidden in the dark was uncovered and forcibly exposed to the sun.

Mother Han's expression remained unchanged, she waited silently for his speech.

After a while, his expression calmed down, as if he had realized something and let go of something, his eyebrows were raised, and the corners of his eyes were slightly bent, evoking a relieved smile.

"I didn't expect that you would find out so quickly. You are not in good health yet. I originally wanted to wait until I was discharged from the hospital for a period of recuperation before telling you. He and I are not just friends..."

"We're still lovers."

A few short syllables are issued with the vibration of the vocal cords, and the breathy sound is spit out from between the lips after rolling over the tip of the tongue.Only then did he discover that admitting this fact gave him a sweet taste, as if the shackles that had been fettered deep in his heart were unlocked with a click, and it became easier for no reason.

Han Mu frowned, although she tried her best to maintain this calm appearance, the slight trembling of her fingers had already betrayed her, "You and him, are you serious?"

"I'm with him, not a joke." Han Jingyi said with a serious face.

"Ridiculous!" She screamed almost gnashing her teeth, her pale face flushed a little because of the emotional fluctuations, "Are you trying to piss me off!? You put all the expectations of me and your father on you Where! I..."

The angry shout, which was originally lacking in momentum, came to an abrupt end.

She forced herself to keep a series of sharp words in her throat, and couldn't bear to say any more, but just stared closely at her son's depressed face for a long, long time.

Seeing her son's soft hair, she suddenly felt the desire to touch her son, and she did so - she bent down and moved closer to him, stretched out her hand and gently wrapped his head into her own. In his arms, his fingertips ran through the hair gently, combing it carefully.

The latter didn't struggle, and let her move docilely. Feeling the cool hand caressing his back, he shivered slightly, with a familiar and warm breath lingering in his nostrils.

"Mom, I'm serious. I've never liked a guy so much that I want to be with him, even if he's my gender."

"I never thought that my son would be gay." Her voice choked up.

Han Jingyi opened his mouth to retort, "I'm not."

He added: "I just happen to like him."

"Since you are not the same, then leave him." Her voice was soft, like the morning breeze, soft and moist silk rain, full of comforting power everywhere, "You will meet better girls, you will Marry a gentle wife, form a warm and full family, and give birth to the continuation of your life. A family of three will be happy and harmonious, and you will live happily."

Han Jingyi shook his head stubbornly: "I won't break up."

Han Mu's voice turned cold: "But I won't agree either."

"But you said," Han Jingyi said in a muffled voice, "this is my life, and I will control the countless days in the future. Your life does not include the matter of controlling my life."

"It doesn't mean that I can watch you jump into the fire pit indifferently."

Han Jingyi pulled away from her mother's arms, grabbed her shoulders with both hands, looked at her firmly and said: "This is my life, I know the life I want, and I know more clearly what the partner I want is people."

"Really?" She sighed, "Have you ever thought that I am not the only one who opposes, and the resistance is far more than what you see in front of you."

"Have you ever thought that you are serious, but what is Tang Feize's attitude? Do you really understand Tang Feize? Do you really know the relationship between his family members and are you sure you can integrate into his family?" ?”

Han Jingyi tightly pursed his lips, his expression became tangled.

After thinking for a moment, he couldn't wait to say his answer: "I believe him."

"I am persuading you as a friend and mother." She said word by word.

"I know." He replied.

"I let you leave him, will you?"

"I don't want to."

People who are used to giving in are always extraordinarily resolute and stubborn when facing what they really care about. It is the same with things and people.

"Okay..." She took a deep breath and continued.

"If Tang Feize's family asked you to leave him, would you be willing?"

When this sentence was asked, he hesitated for a moment, but his answer remained unchanged.

"will not."

"last question."

Mother Han pulled the corners of her mouth, her smile was gentle and soft, her eyes were full of emotions of disappointment, pity, and intolerance, her lips closed and parted, and a choked voice came from her throat.

Han Jingyi froze instantly.

His eyes widened, his eyes flustered and helpless.