Chapter 12 "Light of the Earth" did not contact the mother

no contact with mother (1) 16 He has not been in touch with his mother for a long time.Until my eighteenth birthday, I received a call from my mother.On the phone, my mother said, Jian Sheng, come home.Today is your birthday.I made you dinner. Jian Sheng frowned and didn't speak. The mother made a begging tone on the other end of the phone, Jian Sheng, we are mother and son... Today is your birthday, please come back, okay. Jian Sheng hesitated a little, but agreed. He walked out of Huai's house.He couldn't remember how long he hadn't walked out of the campus where Huai lived.The city was still noisy, so he walked around alone and returned home.

Fresh meals are set on the table.The TV in the living room flickered with variable fluorescent lights in the unlit room.One ad after another.My mother just came down from the top of the building, saw him, and said to him with a smile, I just finished watering the flowers.The jasmine and gardenia you planted are all blooming very well. For some reason, the mother's smile was very tired, and it looked distressing.She gently said to Jian Sheng, come on, sit down and eat. She brought out a beautiful round cardboard box from the kitchen.Inside is a birthday cake.Cut off the red plastic tape, uncover the paper cover, and smell the sweet and creamy smell.The colors are bright and attractive.It was written with sakura sauce, Jian Sheng, happy birthday.Very expensive cake.My mother said, "I ordered this in advance and just picked it up this afternoon.

Jian Sheng looked at his mother's face, with thin wrinkles coiled on his forehead, like the rough tongue coating of time, licking the bitter taste of fate.With tired pleasure, but because of the rich texture of time, it looks even more unbearable. Everything is over.No more demanding and slandering each other.Those days when each other vented their regrets about fate to their loved ones will eventually be forgiven.At that moment, Jian Sheng found that once he faced warmth, he would be sad.When he was growing up, he never took his birthday seriously, and he didn't even know when his birthday was until he was twelve years old.

Jian Sheng cut a piece of cake and gave it to his mother, and then he cut a piece himself and ate it quietly. There is still no dialogue between mother and child.Mindless eating had dulled the mind, and he gradually felt less distressed. After eating the cake dinner, Jian Sheng helped his mother wash the dishes, sweep the floor, and went upstairs to watch the winter night scene.He was surprised to see that the garden on the roof was not deserted.I don't know how much time my mother spent taking care of her when she was away.Jian Sheng once again used a shovel to dredge the drainage holes in the flowerbed as in the past.Trim the flowers and plants.Stand by the railing and look down at the city lights.I went downstairs and went back to my study to read some essays.Cleaned up the painting tools and threw away a few tubes of dry paint.It was already eleven o'clock when I walked out of the room after a few busy days.

He came to the door of the master bedroom, which was closed.He stood at the door, wondering if his mother had fallen asleep.He stood there hesitating.Should I knock on the door and say good night to my mother.After such a long separation, they have become as alien as strangers. In the end, he still didn't knock on the door. After hesitating, he walked back to his room.The bedding in the room was all clean, with the smell of detergent, and regular creases.It was so solemnly prepared to welcome his return.Suddenly he felt sad. He turned off the light and got ready for bed.Not long after lying down, there was a knock on the door.Mother asked tentatively from behind the door, Jian Sheng, are you asleep?

Jian Sheng said, come in, the door is not locked.Then he sat up in bed.His mother came into the room and sat on the edge of his bed. Jian Sheng, how are you doing at the teacher's house these days? All is well and life is quiet. Jian Sheng, have you thought about going back to school? ...I will go back to school, but I want to enter the Academy of Fine Arts.With my appearance, there is no way for me to pass the ordinary university entrance examination.The teacher also has great confidence in me.As long as I keep painting like this, I think I will be admitted to a top art academy. That's good, you have a clear way to go, let the teacher help you more.

Yep.She helps me all the time. No contact with mother (2) Jian Sheng.Mother's voice suddenly choked up.You are eighteen years old.I think maybe it's time to give you a piece of property. Jian Sheng was shocked.Why?I don't need any property.he said. Jian Sheng, listen to me——Mother stretched out her hand and gently stroked Jian Sheng's head. Jian Sheng looked at his mother with some puzzlement. This should be the second time his mother stroked him.And the first time was the evening when I was twelve years old in the countryside in the summer, when I saw my mother for the first time——I will give you this key, and you must keep it safe.At Citibank in Singapore, there is your safe.Those properties are for your self-reliance.

The young man was extremely surprised, he asked, why, what's the matter? The mother smiled sadly, and she said, no, nothing happened.It's just your birthday present.You've grown up, these are the possessions that were meant for you, and I just want to hand them over to you on your birthday.Jian Sheng, you must know how to live well.No matter what happens, remember not to commit suicide. She said, remember not to commit suicide.These words hit the boy's weakness. Jian Sheng replied to his mother, I am living happily with Huai now, and I cherish it very much.you do not need to worry.

That's good.mother said. Good night, Jane.Mother stood up and walked out of the room. At the door of the room, she suddenly turned around and looked at him fixedly.Jian Sheng, can you forgive me and your father? Hearing what his mother said, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.Jian Sheng raised his head, his eyes fixed on the direction of the hole.He replied in a low voice, we are relatives in the first place, we owe nothing to each other, so we cannot forgive each other.I am your son, I just want you to be happy.If you want to forgive me, I hope you can forgive me too.I once said, you are a mother, I should love you.

Mother did not speak, turned and left. Everything fell into silence again.He took a long breath in the dark.He knew that everything was over.Just now, they were finally able to forgive each other. On the night of his eighteenth birthday, Jian Sheng dreamed about his childhood again. The moonlight of that midsummer illuminated a dreamlike lake, and the water surface was like a mirror, shining with a soft luster like silk.Gradually fell asleep to the creaking sound of the mother-in-law shaking the fan. In winter, large areas of water have condensed into frozen lakes.Under the moonlight, it has a metallic dark blue color.The reed tassels sway with the wind, as if saying goodbye to those sad years...

This night is too short, and the beauty in the past years has disappeared before it has time to look back.It was daylight again.Jian Sheng woke up, looking at the white ceiling and the beech reliefs inlaid on the edge, he felt a sense of loss when Huai was not by his side.Huai will not wake up in the fragrance without breaking off the fragrant flowers and filling the white porcelain plate.The teenager wants to go back, he misses her. Mother prepared breakfast on the dining table.She brought out milk from the kitchen and saw Jian Sheng get up.She said, Jian Sheng, do you want to eat? Jian Sheng had just washed his face and was about to leave, but he knew that it was rare for his mother to make breakfast like this, so he said, okay, I will have breakfast. He drank milk and peeled eggs.Sitting opposite Jian Sheng, the mother stared at the boy's well-defined and rigid face.He is just as handsome as his father many years ago.This is her flesh and blood, an innocent life that was abandoned on the road by her young and cruel father and picked up by others.And so many years have passed, what should have gone has gone, and what should not have disappeared. After eating, the teenager put down the bowl and chopsticks and said, Mom, I'm going back. Mother smiled wryly.The child told his mother at his home that he was going back.After all, the boy didn't admit in his heart that this was the home he should go back to. Mother can't say anything.She replied calmly, okay, after going back, draw with the teacher.Her nagging tone seemed to be comforting herself humbly. The boy stood up and went out, and his mother hurried over again, approached him, and straightened his collar.She was muttering, life, be good, be with the teacher, live a good life, take care of yourself... understand...?At the end of the mother's speech, her voice was already very soft, with a heart-wrenching tremor. The boy just found it hard to bear this farewell scene.He nodded, turned and walked out of the house.