The bright moon hides behind the clouds, and the night is filled with the entire Yucheng sky. Leng Yuhao has been immersed in the scene of Zhou Yunxi applying medicine to him, occasionally an involuntary smile surfaced.
"Where have you been so late?" Zeng Shaofen sat on the sofa. Although she was exhausted, she still refused to go back to her room to rest.
She was afraid of the empty bedroom and the feeling of loneliness in her heart. She hoped that Leng Haotian could turn her head back, but all this seemed impossible.
Zeng Shaofen turned on the TV, but his heart was not attentive, and his ears were super capable of listening to any movement outside the door.
She didn't know who she was waiting for, whether she was waiting for Leng Yuhao, who had not yet returned home, or looking forward to Leng Haotian's appearance.
"I went to a classmate's house for a meal." Leng Yuhao looked towards the room on the second floor, but did not find Leng Haotian's figure: "Dad, haven't come back?"
He is neither stupid nor stupid. His parents seem to be getting more and more serious these days. Leng Yuhao looked at Zeng Shaofen with a little distress.
"Our adults, we will deal with it until it's you." Zeng Shaofen pretended to be quiet and calm, sitting and looking at the Leng Yuhao who was returning to the night, his expression was full of the posture of us sitting down and talking.
"I'm very good, mom, look, I save you more worry than being abroad. I won't play truant, and I won't lose contact with you suddenly." The nanny took his schoolbag and handed him a hot strip. Wipe your hands with a towel for disinfection.
Leng Yuhao hates these cumbersome routines at home. Adults treat him like a child and ask the nanny to follow the procedures, not at all sloppy.
Compared with these, he prefers Zhou Yunxi's home, which is full of warmth, where there are not so many rules and restrictions.
"Yuhao, mother knows that when you grow up, you have your own thoughts, and you also have friends that you want to make. We are not parents in feudal society, but you must remember your responsibilities. Helping..." Zeng Shaofen looked at Leng Yuhao who was sitting down, and began to teach in a long form.
"What is a helpful girlfriend? Mom, don't worry too much about my affairs. Think about your affairs with my dad." Leng Yuhao, who originally wanted to sit with his mother, knew Zeng Shaofen without guessing. Missing something, he didn't want to make up for his mother as a son when his father hurt her.
"Zhou Yunxi is not for you. The prince's princess should come from the house of nobles, not Cinderella. Fairy tales can't survive in reality." Zeng Shaofen has already seen her son's impatience. She tries to keep her words concise. She believes in cold words. How can understand her meaning.
"Our dad is not a king, you are not a queen, and I am not a prince. Mom, don't put too much pressure on my life that I don't want to bear." Leng Yuhao tried to suppress his temper that he was ready to explode at any time. Now, making friends also divides the gap between rich and poor.
"Some things are not a problem that you can't bear, but a fate. Zhou Yunxi will not help you, but will only make you fall from A+ life to B or C-." Zeng Shaofen has a headache, and he is not stupid. Not stupid, why do you like to take detours and not take shortcuts
"Mom, clean up your relationship with my dad. Please don't interfere with my affairs. Zhou Yunxi and I are nothing." Leng Yuhao no longer has the patience to listen. Those who are older are always the third Pian persuades their younger generation.
Don't they know that children who have never eaten horse meat will know whether horse meat has the smell of horses? Their prevention will only increase the children's curiosity and accelerate their determination to explore
He really didn't want to continue the unpleasant conversation. Instead of leaving unhappy, it was better to end it as soon as possible.
"Can't you listen to other people's opinions and let me watch you one by one on your way to death, how could I ignore it?" Zeng Shaofen was obviously very angry. It should be right to scold him with round eyes, but plain but tears Wang Wang was extremely wronged.
"Mom, let's talk about this issue at another time, okay?" The tears of the weak are always let down, and the relatives and weakness make it impossible to be tough again.
Leng Yuhao put away the attitude and kindly patted the back of Zeng Shaofen's hand, and slowly moved towards and prepared to leave.
"Well, anyway, my mother won't let you leave it alone." As if to show determination, as if to insinuate Leng Haotian's things in the words, and as if to encourage herself, Zeng Shaofen looked at the child who was walking away.
She has already thought about it, first solve the big things and then take care of these small things, or at the same time.
For Zeng Shaofen, who is assertive and strategic, she should be able to handle everything except life and death matters.