post-primary family

In the afternoon of the next day, Meng Renjie didn't wake up very energetically under the urging of a headache. He didn't stay in a daze for a long time. Meng Renjie looked at the empty room, there was no senior, and Ming Yuan also went back, leaving nothing behind.

"Xiaojie, are you awake?" Meng's mother pushed the door open, holding the porridge in her hand. She obviously didn't expect Meng Renjie to wake up. She took two steps forward with a hint of caution in her tone: "Doctor Gu told you Eat something after waking up, Ma Ma only made porridge, do you want some?"

"En..." Meng Renjie nodded, without looking at Mum Meng, took the bowl and swallowed the porridge before getting out of bed.

Mother Meng stared blankly at her son looking for clothes, then went over to the bathroom to take a shower, then dressed neatly, sat down in front of the computer, turned on the computer, opened the software, loaded the project, and did her own thing wholeheartedly, completely disregarding mother Meng’s relationship with him. nothing.

Meng's mother felt that her son was neglecting her, very deliberately, but she did not stop Meng Renjie from turning on the computer, because the home network was cut off yesterday, so there was no need to worry that Meng Renjie would use the network to contact Shen Yixuan.

"Xiaojie, this disease just happened to be cured, why don't you sit in front of the computer? Go and rest for a while."

"Homework..." Meng Renjie replied softly, and found that everything on the computer was missing, so he got up to find his own USB flash drive, plugged it in, and continued to complete the homework without any problems.

"Then don't come together and just do it?"

"Get the credit after handing in the homework." Meng Renjie stopped typing the name of the program and turned his head to look at Meng's mother: "Aren't you going to transfer me to another school? The last homework has to be handed in."

Meng's mother shook, and the bowl she was holding almost fell to the ground. How did this child know? !

Meng Renjie didn't care, he kept cutting, dragging and connecting movements with his hands, and finally added the dry sound that was recorded a long time ago, without gorgeous sound effects, only the long and delicate background music is ingenious As the foil, the last three sentences of Yu's slight human voice seem to be sighing but firm.

If one day I go far away,

my sweetheart,

Please wait for me to get home.

Meng Renjie felt a throbbing pain in his heart, he shrunk the screen and copied it into his mobile phone, threw it directly to the teacher, then threw away the mobile phone and opened the suitcase to clean his clothes.

Meng's mother was at a loss as she stood aside, she thought her son would get angry and make a scene, but nothing happened, he still did things obediently, answered every question asked by his mother, and let him eat He just ate, and he didn't resist the matter of transferring schools, but his attitude towards his biological mother seemed too unfamiliar.

"By the way, Mom, I'm very sorry for what I said before." Meng Renjie squatted on the ground and said softly.

"Ah? What? What words?"

"I said I would never forgive my mother, I take it back," Meng Renjie hung the clothes in the closet one by one, holding a windbreaker in his arms and sniffing it before hanging it on his The head of the bed: "Mom did nothing wrong, I don't mean to blame mom."

Mother Meng was very surprised. The child said that she would not blame herself. Did she hear it wrong?

"Mom, what I said is true." Meng Renjie straightened the windbreaker, turned around and gave his mother a hug: "Mom did nothing wrong."

Meng's mother's worries gradually expanded, but she dared not say it. How could she bear to scold such an obedient son?

Repaying the thin son with her hand, Meng's mother felt sore in her heart. As a mother, she didn't know that her son was so thin, so she wanted to make up for him in the future.

"Hey, you are so old now, mother can't control many things, but someone has to continue the incense for our family, isn't it, mother is only your son, if you are really with Xiaoxuan, how can you make mother feel at ease? .” Meng’s mother gently stroked her son’s still wet hair.

Meng Renjie froze for a moment, and just for a moment, Meng Renjie let go of his hand and pushed his mother away, with a sickly shy smile on his face: "Mom, I'm still very hungry. Have you prepared dinner? Let's go eat together?"

Meng's mother looked at her son and knew that he was avoiding the topic. Behind the smile was the obvious weakness, but her speech was no longer stuttering. She couldn't tell what attitude he was communicating with her mother.

Meng's mother concealed the worry between her eyebrows and pulled her son downstairs: "I haven't done it yet, you watch TV, and mother will make delicious food for you in a while."

"it is good."

Meng Renjie sat on the sofa, touched a pillow and tuned the channel to the children's channel. SpongeBob SquarePants was playing on the TV, and various funny conversations echoed at home. Meng Renjie watched the TV quietly, chuckling from time to time.

Meng's mother watched him for a while before sighing and went to work in the kitchen.

Something is wrong, my son is very abnormal, but what is abnormal?It feels like a volcano that may erupt at any time, otherwise it will be eternally silent.

Meng's mother was a little restless sitting at the dining table. Meng Renjie just lowered his head and gulped down the rice, swallowing the white rice without humming, but seemed to be eating with gusto. He felt that his mother was watching him, and raised his head to smile at Meng's mother. He smiled and picked up some vegetables and then began to lower his head and be bored with the rice.

Meng's mother suddenly became tasteless. Just now she clearly saw her son's eyes become dull and empty. Why can he still smile at his cruel mother...

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