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82_82952 Wen Xiaohui showed up at the airport with Luo Rui very anxiously. He repeatedly emphasized: "When I see my mother later, I must cooperate with me in talking to her. My mother is living a good life now. Don't let her worry about me."

Luo Rui nodded dully.

Wen Xiaohui rubbed his curly hair: "You don't have to worry about me."

"Beibi, I listen to you, but don't be pushy."

"Don't worry." Wen Xiaohui grinned, "Have you forgotten? My goal in life is to find a rich man to support me. Isn't it realized now? How wonderful."

Luo Rui forced a smile.

The plane landed, and Wen Xiaohui was waiting at the exit, looking eagerly. Finally, he saw a familiar figure walking out.

"Mom!" Wen Xiaohui shouted, his eyes immediately became wet, he rushed over and tried his best to protect his mother.

Feng Yuehua's eyes filled with excitement, she punched his back hard, and then started crying in his arms.

"Mom, I miss you so much, I miss you so much." Wen Xiaohui smelled the fragrance of her hair and felt her familiar body temperature. The grievances, depression, and pain in her heart could no longer be suppressed, and all flowed out with tears.

"You bastard, you didn't say anything beforehand and left right away. You don't seem to miss me..." Feng Yuehua whimpered and scolded.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you." Wen Xiaohui's face was filled with tears. He felt indescribably uncomfortable. He was hugging the closest person in the world, but he didn't even dare to tell the truth. He had so many worries in his heart.

I feel wronged and depressed, but I can't complain to my mother like I did when I was a child. In the past, my parents seemed to be able to solve big problems. But when I grow up, I realize that the bigger things are, the more I have to shoulder them.

Feng Yuehua punched him twice more and buried his face into his shoulder, causing his shoulders to twitch violently.

Luo Rui also had red eyes at the side.

Wen Xiaohui comforted her in a low voice for a long time before the three of them left the airport.

After getting in the car, Feng Yuehua wiped away her tears and said in a hoarse voice: "Luo Rui, I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

"Auntie, why are you being polite to me?"

Wen Xiaohui put his arm around his mother's shoulders: "Mom, I'm not going anywhere this time, I'm not leaving."

Feng Yuehua grabbed his hand and took a deep breath: "You and Luo Yi... what's going on now?"

Wen Xiaohui knew his character and was straightforward about everything, so no matter how difficult it was to talk about this issue, he couldn't avoid it. He lowered his head and said, "Mom, he and I... have reconciled."

Feng Yuehua's eyes widened: "What did you say?"

Wen Xiaohui tried his best to make a relaxed expression: "We had some misunderstandings before. I was angry with him and didn't want to be pestered by him, so I went to Pengcheng. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, we will..."

Feng Yuehua slapped him on the face and said sternly: "Are you still awake?"

Wen Xiaohui felt his cheeks burning. He licked his lips and said bravely: "Mom, I'm very clear now. We have feelings after all. During the time when I hid it from you, we treated each other as family. Later,

And... in short, there have been many misunderstandings before, and now, I plan to try with him again." As he said, he felt ironic. These words were probably what Luo Yi wanted to hear the most, and they were also the only words he could say to his relatives and friends.

What he said turned out to be a lie. He hoped it was true. He hoped that there were just some misunderstandings between him and Luo Yi, rather than inextricable resentment.

Feng Yuehua looked at Wen Xiaohui blankly, her expression too complicated to describe. She opened her mouth and said in a very low voice: "I can't control you anymore, can I?"

Wen Xiaohui felt sour in his heart: "Mom, I can take care of myself, don't worry about me."

Feng Yuehua closed her eyes and leaned on her seat, her face full of fatigue.

Wen Xiaohui felt distressed and guilty, and gently pressed his mother's temples.

Feng Yuehua was silent for a long time, then opened his eyes and said calmly: "Let him come to see me."

Wen Xiaohui's hand froze in mid-air: "Mom, this is..."

"Don't you want to reconcile with him? You've been talking to him for so long, shouldn't you bring him back and let me see him?"

Wen Xiaohui swallowed. No matter how eloquent he was, he couldn't refute under his mother's harsh gaze.

Luo Rui glanced at them in the rearview mirror, not daring to breathe, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. In fact, like Wen Xiaohui, he was a little afraid of Feng Yuehua when he was a child. Although Feng Yuehua had always been very kind to him, she was so strong

Being spicy has always existed in his memory growing up.

Wen Xiaohui pursed his lips: "...Okay."

"Just today."

"Mom, you just got off the plane, please take a rest first."

"I'm not tired, just ask him to come over today." Feng Yuehua turned to look out the window and stopped talking.

Wen Xiaohui frowned and took out his mobile phone hesitantly. He repeatedly asked Luo Yi not to appear in front of his mother, but unexpectedly his mother took the initiative to ask to meet... What will happen after the two meet? His mother is so sensitive and sharp,

Will he find out what he's hiding? He didn't dare to think too much. With trembling fingers, he sent Luo Yi a text message, asking Luo Yi to come to his house at three o'clock in the afternoon.

After returning home, Feng Yuehua went to take a shower, while Wen Xiaohui and Luo Rui were cooking in the kitchen.

Luo Rui whispered: "Auntie wants to see Luo Yi, will there be any problems?"

Wen Xiaohui pretended to be relaxed and said: "It should be nothing, my mother doesn't know how to eat people."

Luo Rui looked at him thoughtfully.

Wen Xiaohui said: "What's wrong?"

"You look nervous."

"...a little bit. If my mother asks you anything, don't talk nonsense."

"what do you mean?"

Wen Xiaohui sighed: "If my mother asks you how we get along, just say yes."

Luo Rui frowned: "Do you want me to lie to auntie?"

Wen Xiaohui emphasized his tone: "I didn't ask you to lie. We are indeed doing well now. Don't think too much."

Luo Rui hesitated and said: "...Okay."

Wen Xiaohui lowered his head while chopping vegetables, not daring to look at Luo Rui.

"Brother Li..."

Wen Xiaohui's hand shook, and the blade of the blade swiped across his fingers, which turned red immediately.

Luo Rui hurriedly put his hand under the faucet to rinse it. Wen Xiaohui withdrew his hand irritably: "It's okay... What's wrong with Brother Li?"

Luo Rui said dullly: "Are you really not going to contact him again? You were... too hurtful that day."

Wen Xiaohui's nose felt a little sour and he said stiffly: "It's best for both of us if we don't contact each other anymore."

"But……"

"Can you please stop being so verbose!" Wen Xiaohui felt an evil fire rising in his chest and slashed the kitchen knife on the cutting board.

Luo Rui was frightened and his eye circles immediately turned red.

Wen Xiaohui immediately regretted it, but he had already said the words and couldn't take them back. He said sadly: "I'm sorry, I lost my mind."

Luo Rui lowered his head and washed vegetables to hide his embarrassment.

Wen Xiaohui suddenly realized that his relationship with Luo Rui was no longer what it used to be. He knew that Luo Rui was doubting what he said and his relationship with Luo Yi. Luo Rui was simple, but not stupid. On the contrary, his thoughts

He is very sensitive. The love between two people cannot be hidden. Similarly, he cannot pretend it. Luo Rui may have seen through him long ago, but he will not admit it. His concealment and deception are a big problem for Luo Rui.

What a sad thing. He could fully imagine that it took a long time to be honest to build trust, but it only took a moment to destroy trust. Luo Rui must be very disappointed.

When Wen Xiaohui thought of this, his chest ached uncomfortably. How many things would Luo Yi have to take away from his life before he would give up?

After the meal was prepared, the three of them sat around and ate. They all tacitly agreed not to mention Luo Yi, but instead talked about the nearly two years they had been apart.

Wen Xiaohui listened quietly to Feng Yuehua talking about life in the United States. The happy smile on her face made him feel extremely gratified.

After dinner, they chatted in the living room. Wen Xiaohui kept looking at the time, becoming increasingly nervous.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the doorbell rang almost on time.

Feng Yuehua's chest visibly rose and fell as he stared at the door panel of his home.

Wen Xiaohui stood up and went to open the door. The front door of his house and the living room were blocked by a screen. He grabbed the door handle, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

Luo Yi stood outside the door with a smile. He did not wear a suit today, but wore casual clothes and sneakers. He even wore a peaked cap, making him look like a student, full of youthful atmosphere.

Because of Luo Yi's maturity and high IQ, Wen Xiaohui often forgets that he is actually only twenty years old. This outfit obviously makes people relax their vigilance.

Luo Yi blinked and whispered, "Don't be nervous."

Wen Xiaohui took out a paper bag from the shoe cabinet and whispered: "Give it to her yourself." That was the jade jewelry Luo Yi asked him to give.

Luo Yi took the paper bag, lowered his head and kissed him quickly. Then he walked into the house.

Feng Yuehua and Luo Rui both turned to look at them.

Luo Yi showed a sunny and gentle smile and said openly: "Hello, aunt, Brother Luo Rui, you are here too."

Luo Rui looked very uncomfortable.

Feng Yuehua was startled. She didn't know whether it was Luo Yi's face that was very similar to Luo Yaya's, or Luo Yi's refreshing and elegant young man's temperament. No matter which one it was, she was obviously surprised.

Wen Xiaohui didn't know what Luo Yi looked like in Feng Yuehua's imagination. At least, a child called a "monster" who wanted to burn his father to death at the age of eight would definitely not have a good image in her eyes, so he

I can understand his surprise, just like him back then, how could he believe that Luo Yi, who was so gentle and considerate, had a devil in his heart.
To be continued...