Goodbye, Mr. Mu

Mu Huaizhang didn't intentionally mention to Chai Fei how he got through the day of turmoil, or whether the little prince mentioned later that he was going to put him in a glass cover, so he confessed to Chai Fei that day.

He remembered him saying, "That very night I healed the wound in your glass case."

Mu Huaizhang was never a person who would give himself a way out, so he no longer hesitated.

Parents didn't know he was back today, and they were all happy when they saw him. Father seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness of the last phone call, and complained that mother didn't pick a few fat and thin ribs in the supermarket just now.The mother didn't bother to argue with the father, and said that she wanted to go back and buy some more before it was too late.

"No, I still have a lot in the car. Get in the car, and I'll drive in." Mu Huaizhang couldn't bear it in his heart. It might as well be that his parents still treated him coldly, which would make him feel better.

He hasn't come back for a long time, and the community has newly set up an access control card. His father insisted on not getting in the car and asked him to take his mother back. He went to talk to the community security to teach him to go in smoothly.

When Mu Huaizhang entered, he stopped by the side of the road and waited for his father to come over. In the community, his mother kept showing him the way, as if he was afraid that he would not know his family.

"Why are you back today? Are you not busy?" After entering the door, the father seemed to remember that he was still angry with him before, and he deliberately put on a serious face before talking to him.

Mu Huaizhang hummed and said he was on three-day annual leave, so he wanted to come back and have a look.He was busy moving up the pile of things he and his parents had bought and put them in order. He only took off his coat, and his shirt and trousers were a little tight.

Mother slapped father lightly on the back and said something in a low voice, which he couldn't hear clearly.

After leaving home for a long time, his parents never lost his things. Seeing that he didn't come back with his luggage, his mother went to his bedroom to look for them, and took out a set of his high school basketball uniforms for him to change into.

He had grown to his current height in high school, only a little thinner, but fortunately, his basketball uniform was loose.

It's still the same as usual every time I go home, my father is making tea at the tea table, and my mother is busy in the kitchen.Father was obviously waiting for him to come and talk, but he went into the kitchen first.He didn't plan to talk to his parents about it before dinner, but he didn't want to delay it for too long. Maybe it would be a good time for the old man to wake up from his nap in the afternoon.

He helped his mother choose some vegetables and handled a fish he had just bought.During this period, my mother always had a vague smile on her face, which was completely different from the usual sighs on the phone.His mother also told him a lot of gossip about family and friends, some happy and some unhappy. Mu Huaizhang listened to him and rarely interrupted.

"Oh, by the way, the cousin of your aunt's family who just got married the year before last is getting divorced recently. It is said that there are still disputes. I just called last night to ask for your phone number. I want to consult with you. Your father didn't let you know." I'm afraid I will cause you trouble." His mother touched him with her elbow, with a teasing smile on her face, and Mu Huaizhang knew that she was trying to ease the tense relationship between their father and son.

"It's okay, don't bother, just give it, or I'll call in the afternoon and ask."

"I said yes, they are all relatives, and they can't be too alienated to look bad."

The mother said some trivial things, even mentioned the chubby grandson of the downstairs neighbor twice, but in the end she still didn't talk about urging him to get married.

Seeing that he hadn't come out for a long time, his father pretended to come to get things, walked around the kitchen, and went around the dining room twice, and then his mother secretly smiled and asked him to go out and sit with his father for a while.

His father has always been a strict father, and he doesn't even remember his father smiling at him too much, except for bringing back a beautiful report card.The deepest memory is the time when he received the university admission letter, his father gently embraced his shoulder for the first time.

Mu Huaizhang ate a lot for lunch, and his mother kept piling vegetables into his bowl, and even had two drinks with his father.

After his parents went to take a nap, Mu Huaizhang took out his phone and wanted to send a message to Chai Fei.But thinking that Chai Fei might be taking a nap, he didn't bother him, and just looked through the previous chat records between the two of them.

In fact, he and Chai Fei seldom chat on WeChat. He likes to hear Chai Fei’s voice. Most of the text communication is just to talk about daily life when it is not convenient to call.

Although reason tells him that his sexual orientation is not his fault, and his parents should also have the right to know about his future, but the sense of guilt is still a heavy shackle, oppressing and restraining him.He was like a lone traveler in a hot summer, exposed to the scorching heat without any shelter, and had nowhere to hide.

The few daily sentences between him and Chai Fei seem to be the only shade he can see.Only by continuing to bury his head in asceticism can he walk under that shade at some point in the future and gain some salvation.

The computer at home is very old, but it can still be turned on. When my father got up, he was stuck in front of a computer with a page that could not be moved for half a day, struggling to reply to emails.

Seeing his father getting up, he turned off the computer and sat at the tea table, waiting for his father to come and sit down.

Even if the father and son have been unfamiliar for many years, there is still a tacit understanding.Father gently closed the bedroom door and sat in front of Mu Huaizhang, waiting for him to speak.

"Dad, I'm sorry, I'm gay, I'm afraid I can't let you have a grandson." Mu Huaizhang still apologized, not because he was gay, but because he caused trouble for his parents because of his personal reasons.

Maybe my father just thought that he would say that he didn't want to get married, that he had to wait and so on.Seeing his father's expression, Mu Huaizhang changed instantly, his brows furrowed deeply, his lips muttered and wanted to say something, but he seemed unable to find the right language and couldn't say anything.

"I'm sorry, it may be difficult for you to accept, but the fact is like this, and I can't change it." Mu Huaizhang is used to being tough in the lawsuit field, and now he also wants to change to a gentle way, but he can't find it, because no matter what way , the facts that need to be thrown out are still the same.

Father still didn't speak, but he slapped the table and threw a cup of strong tea that Mu Huaizhang had just made on Mu Huaizhang.The cup was also thrown over, hitting Mu Huaizhang and falling to the ground.

Startled by the sound, the mother came out in a panic. Seeing the father and son like this, her eyes immediately turned red.

"What's the matter? It's hard to come back. What are you doing?" The question was aimed at the father.

The father was out of breath, pointing at Mu Huaizhang with trembling fingers, "Your good son, you want to find a man and never get married for the rest of your life!"

The father is old, but still maintains the strict and authoritarian treatment of his son when he was young.He picked up the exercise hammer in his hand and beat his body, and smashed it down on Mu Huaizhang, cursing some unfilial sons and the like while smashing it.

Although my mother was frightened by what my father said just now, she still instinctively stepped forward to help Mu Huaizhang resist.Mu Huaizhang was afraid of hurting his mother, so he stood up and hugged his mother in his arms, only showing his back to let his father beat and scold him.

At first, the mother struggled to come out and stop the father, but then she couldn't move anymore. As long as the father beat her, she cried in Mu Huaizhang's arms.

When his father was tired and couldn't move anymore, Mu Huaizhang let go of his hand, and took out a piece of paper to wipe his mother's face.

"Mom, I'm sorry, but I don't say no, I can't change it. Don't cry, it's my fault."

Hearing what he said, his father became angry again, pushing and shoving him out, and refused to ask him to come back. Mother just kept crying.

Mu Huaizhang didn't dare to leave. His parents were getting old, and he was afraid that something might happen if they got too excited.

"Dad, I'm not leaving. If you don't feel relieved, keep beating me. I can't leave." Mu Huaizhang had already been pushed by his father to the door. There was a belt of his father hanging in the entrance. He took it off and handed it to his father. If a spanking can fix this, so be it.

His father was so angry that his hands trembled, he grabbed the belt and yanked it at Mu Huaizhang.There were several blood streaks on Mu Huaizhang's arms and back, and his father didn't stop until the belt was pulled behind his ears, drawing a stream of blood from his side cheek.

After the fight, no one spoke for a long time.Mu Huaizhang cleaned up the debris on the ground by himself, changed out of the clothes that were full of broken tea, re-made tea for the old man and went back to the room.

It was not until the evening that the two elders resumed their activities. The mother went to the kitchen to cook, and the father was stopped by the mother when he wanted to go out.

Mu Huaizhang didn't go out for dinner, and his parents didn't come to call him. When it was late at night and they both fell asleep, Mu Huaizhang closed the door and called Chaifei.

He didn't say anything to Chai Fei, but Chai Fei seemed to know everything.His little prince is so beautiful, but he is not ready to be his unique rose.

The author says:

Mr. Mu was beaten, but he can't beat him back