Try changing my plan again?

▍Or just confess

Ruan Mian's sleep has been much better after relaxing her body and mind these days.

Went to bed on time at ten o'clock in the evening, slept until dawn, and mother Ruan fed him with delicious food and drink every day, her complexion was ruddy visible to the naked eye, and she was full of flesh.

The greening in the old community is very good. Ruan Mian’s window is a big tree, and the autumn air is cool. He likes to sleep with the window open. There are always birds chirping on it in the morning, and he enjoys the fragrance and crispness of nature. Niaoyu woke up comfortably.

Ruan's mother has just finished breakfast and is ready to go out. In addition to photography, she has applied for senior colleges that include ballroom dancing, musical instruments, and singing. She usually goes to class after eating in the morning.

Seeing Ruan Mian came out of the bedroom sleepily wearing slippers, Ruan's mother was wearing dance clothes, smiling at him while changing her shoes, "Breakfast is ready, take it out and eat it yourself, I'm going to class."

Ruan Mian nodded obediently, "Don't be in a hurry to come back to cook at noon, I will pick you up when get out of class is about to finish, let's go out for a big meal."

For the whole morning, he had nothing to do, just lying on the sofa and watching movies bored.

In terms of watching movies, Ruan Mian is a very annoying person, almost no one wants to be with him.

For a while, I admire the curved walls made of glass bricks, which are so expensive, and for a while, I stare at the mosaic on the floor and study frantically. Occupational diseases are so serious that I can never find the point.

The movie wasn't very good, the plot was bland, and Ruan Mian yawned while watching it, and couldn't help but sent Jiang Song a message, but he didn't receive a reply after waiting for a while.

Ruan Mian is upset, he usually returns quickly.

After thinking about it, I planned to add a strong dose of medicine to seduce him.

"It's strange if you say it's strange, I miss you very much today."

After waiting for a long time, there was still no reply, Ruan Mian threw the phone away angrily, and said in her heart, I'll rely on it, I will just throw it away.

Ruan's mother is a nostalgic person. It's not that she likes to store up all the rags, but many meaningful old objects are well preserved.

On the bookshelf in Ruan Mian's bedroom, there are still some textbooks from his middle and high school years.

I flipped through a few pages at random, and there were many scribbled sentences in middle school that I liked at that age, as well as messy portraits of historical figures.

The most wonderful thing is the "Prince on Patrol of Lao Wang" on the second page of the English textbook.

Lao Wang is his junior middle school class teacher, who teaches English. He is a serious, bald, middle-aged man. He usually likes to put his hands behind his back, and shoots around with his small eyes.

This tour picture is so lifelike, no matter the similarity of face or posture, Ruan Mian will still feel complacent when he sees it now——I really am a little art genius.

In addition to the textbooks from that year, there is also a pair of old glasses with tape wrapped around the frame on the bookshelf.

Those were his first pair of glasses. According to his impression, he used them from the second year of junior high school until he graduated from the third year of high school. During the period, the frame of the glasses was accidentally broken, so he wrapped them with tape and continued to use them.

He didn't want to add any financial burden to his mother.

Because of the shabby glasses, he was also bullied on campus.

The world of children is really strange sometimes. Perhaps in the boring studies, bullying the weak and aliens is one of the few channels to obtain happiness.

At that time, Ruan Mian was in the third year of junior high school, and it was the eve of the senior high school entrance examination. They showed the pair of glasses on the podium, saying that he was a child of a poor family who picked up rags.

Ruan Mian lay on the table and cried for the whole English class. When Lao Wang came to pat him after class, his eyes were swollen like walnuts.

Later, Lao Wang took him back to the office and said something to him that could almost be said to benefit his whole life.

"It's not terrible to be poor, the important thing is that it's poor here..." Old Wang patted Xiao Ruan Mian's school uniform pocket first, and then patted his own forehead, "It's still poor here."

Because of Lao Wang's teachings, Ruan Mian walked straight in his adolescence, and knew what he wanted to do and what kind of person he would become from a very young age.

Ruan Mian picked up a few more notebooks, including the diary from junior high school. He leaned back on the chair and rummaged through it, thinking to himself, in fact, he is really a lucky person, and there are always noble people in his life.

The university for the elderly ends at 11:30, and Ruan Mian arrives at the school gate on time at [-]:[-].

When he was young, his mother came to pick him up every day, but now he has lost all of them, and finally it is his turn to pick up his mother.

At about [-]:[-], Ruan's mother came out of the gate, followed by an uncle who was slightly older than her, and the two were talking and laughing side by side.

Seeing Ruan Mian, she waved her hand happily and quickened her pace.

Ruan's mother introduced Ruan Mian to the uncle, with a look of unconcealable pride and affection, "Old Xu, this is my son, Ruan Mian."

Ruan Mian was very discerning, and quickly called out with a smile, "Hello, Uncle Xu."

Uncle Xu's age seems to be pulling his tail in his 50s, and he is almost [-] years old. He is not tall, but he has a kind face and a very vigorous gait. He should exercise a lot at ordinary times. He is a very agile and refreshing little old man.

Uncle Xu nodded at Ruan Mian, with a very approving expression, "Young man is really a talent."

Ruan Mian looked at him with a smile, secretly pondering the way he looked at her mother, and she understood a little bit in her heart.

After bidding farewell to Uncle Xu, the mother and son found a tea restaurant. After they sat down, Ruan Mian raised an eyebrow at his mother with an intriguing expression, "That Uncle Xu just now...?"

Ruan's mother immediately understood, and pretended to give him a stern look, "Don't think about it, it's a dance partner."

Ruan Mian nodded, expressing her understanding, but her disbelief was undisguised, "If you meet the right one, you can develop and develop. Aren't you bored at home every day~"

Ruan's mother didn't pick up on him, and threw the question back, "It's a matter of adults, how about you? Haven't you met someone you like in more than 20 years?"

Ruan Mian picked up a crystal shrimp dumpling and was about to stuff it into her mouth. When she heard this, she paused, blinked a few times guilty, and then managed to stuff the dumpling into her mouth. She pretended to be chewing and didn't speak. , lowered his eyelashes and did not dare to look at his mother.

Ruan's mother put a green vegetable into her son's bowl, "Why are you so depressed all of a sudden? Is it because they don't like you?"

Ruan Mian lowered her head and muttered softly, "That's not true."

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I immediately realized that I wanted to give myself a slap in the face. What a pity, I was tricked by my mother so easily.

Ruan's mother was puzzled, "Since they like each other, why hesitate?"

After Ruan Mian was silent for a long time, he suddenly asked a question, "At the beginning, everyone opposed you and Ruan Guocheng, but you still gave up so much to marry him, but in exchange for this kind of result... .. have you ever regretted it?"

Ruan's mother smiled and shook her head, "Maybe everyone has different ideas. For me, it's better to have worked hard than to look back with regrets. If I were to go back to that time, I would still choose that way. Things like feelings How can I make it clear? In a person's life, there are one or two times in his life that he never turns back, and it's not bad... If you say regret, the only thing you regret is that you are sorry for your parents."

Ruan Mian was in a turmoil, hesitant to speak several times, but in the end she still didn't say anything, stuffed the vegetables into her mouth sullenly, her cheeks pushed high.

Ruan's mother looked at his puffy face, and handed him a tissue, feeling a little helpless, "You are so grown up, you are still like a child, wipe your mouth quickly."

Ruan Mian had a momentary impulse to confess and be lenient.

From childhood to adulthood, mothers unconditionally support almost all choices. There is only one concept of parenting, and Ruan Mianhuo is healthy and happy.

But... a son with a handle finds a boyfriend with a handle. Can she accept this kind of thing that goes against most people's secular concepts?Wouldn't she be shocked, disappointed, sad?

Ruan Mian was really unsure and didn't dare to try rashly.

Seeing that he was restless, with struggle and anxiety written all over his face, Ruan's mother quickly comforted him, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this for now, let's still be like you when you were young, wait until you want to talk about it, okay?"

Ruan's mother stared at him tenderly, "No matter when or what, you can talk to mother at any time, even if I can't give you any advice, it's good to be a listener."