This gentleman is a bit miserable

Chapter 24 Mother

Musashi looked at the engagement ring in his hand, it just fit his finger, and the style was simple, which was exactly what Musashi wanted. He stroked the silver edge of the ring for a long time, thinking about the happiness he had foreseen in the rest of his life.

Luo Bowen put the food on the dining table in the microwave oven and heated it again. Musashi blew out the candles. Luo Bowen came out with the dishes. When he saw it, he joked: "You really have no romantic atmosphere." Luo Bowen put the food in Musashi before.

Musashi smiled, he doesn't like candlelight dinners, he only likes warm dinners full of family atmosphere, if compared to sentimentality, Luo Bowen is much smarter than himself, he wants to raise before suppressing, first lower his expectations when proposing, and when he is upset , a pleasant surprise.

Every time he thought of this, Musashi wanted to throw himself into Luo Bowen's arms.

Bai Ze sat on the sofa and said to Musashi, "Musashi, remember to go home after dinner, your mother is still waiting for you."

"Oh." Musashi said, for Musashi, this "Mom" is almost like a symbol, and there are only some vague memories.

Luo Bowen put some desserts into Musashi's bowl, and Musashi looked at Bai Ze unexpectedly, and Bai Ze and Musashi said: "In this world, you like sweet things."

"But I don't like it," Musashi said.

Luo Bowen smiled and said, "Musashi, promise me one thing?"

"What's the matter? A marriage proposal? If it's that, I've already promised you. It's a joke to say that I want to be your husband." Musashi put the dessert into his mouth, but the taste was actually not as bad as imagined.

"No," Rob said, "I hope we can be 'eternal lovers.'"

"Me too," Musashi said imitating Claire's tone from "Modern Family," "honey."

After the two had a sweet dinner, Musashi wiped his mouth with the tissue that Luo Bowen handed over, and then stood up straight. "I'm going back, it's past ten o'clock now." Musashi said.

Luo Bowen grabbed Musashi's elbow. "It's raining outside, and the ground is wet and slippery, so don't go back."

"The rain has stopped, your house is not far from the subway station, I'd better go back." Musashi said, already planning to leave.

Luo Bowen said: "It's so late, so what if you don't go back? You are an adult, do you still have access control at home? Forget it, don't go back tonight."

Musashi said, "I'm afraid my mother is worried."

"Just make a phone call," Luo Bowen opened the skylight and said bluntly, "Don't you want, don't you want..." Luo Bowen winked at Musashi, with an indescribable expression on his face. "I'm all set."

Musashi leaned over and hugged Luo Bowen. The breath exhaled by Luo Bowen hit Musashi's ear, and an itching and warmth hit Musashi. Musashi kissed Luo Bowen's mouth lightly. "Honey, we have a long time to come to Japan," Musashi said, "There is still a lifetime. But I really want to go back today, and my mother is still waiting for me."

For the sake of Musashi's words, Luo Bowen didn't insist on it any longer, he just said: "Be careful on the road, and call me when you get there. In addition, I also want to meet your mother, and hope to have a chance."

"There will be," Musashi said.

After Musashi put on Luo Bowen's clothes, his clothes were already too wet, so he had to wear Luo Bowen's clothes. Fortunately, Luo Bowen was not much taller than him, and the clothes were barely too big. Musashi took a red umbrella in the corner, When it was opened, a hole was broken.

"Take this." Luo Bowen took out a blue checked umbrella from the room and handed it to Musashi, who then walked out of the community and took the subway home with Bai Ze.

Musashi didn't know where his home was, but Bai Ze knew, so just follow him.

At about eleven o'clock, Musashi finally arrived. This is a quiet but not simple neighborhood.

A row of houses are neatly arranged, all of which are two-story houses, single-family, with their own gardens and backyards.Under the moonlight, Musashi could see the rose pink on the fence, and the fragrance was overwhelming.

Musashi stepped up the steps, and he had the door key in his trousers. After Musashi opened the door, he walked into the living room, where his mother was sitting on the sofa, resting with her eyes closed.Musashi looked at this stranger who brought him life. She was almost 45 years old, but she had black and beautiful hair, which was knotted into a ball head.The mother is plump, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, peacefully immersed in her sleep.

Just as Musashi took a step, his mother woke up from the dream. "You're back," my mother said, "it's so late, I won't reply to text messages or phone calls."

"Sorry, I didn't see it." Musashi took out his phone and pointed the screen at his mother so that she could see unread text messages and missed calls. "Mom, it's so late, why don't you go to sleep?" Musashi looked at the stranger in front of him. He was really not used to speaking like this, but after a few more glances, he felt a sense of familiarity.

"When you come back, wouldn't you be hungry if you didn't have dinner?" Mother brought out a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup from the kitchen, and Musashi could smell the sweetness from a long distance away.

Bai Ze sat on the sofa that his mother had just sat on, and said to Musashi, "You need to confess to your parents."

"There's no rush, it's okay if you don't confess, anyway, I can accept having a secret relationship with Luo Bowen and getting married." Musashi said.

Bai Ze said: "Luo Bowen wants to see your mother, do you want me to translate the subtext of this sentence for you? He - wants - to see - your - mother."

"Come out as soon as you come out, what's the big deal." Musashi thought, anyway, the middle-aged woman in front of him was just a stranger, a symbol with the title of "mother".

Just as Musashi was about to open his mouth, suddenly a current flowed into Musashi's mind, and the memories of Musashi and his relatives swept towards Musashi like a flood of beasts. He remembered that his mother once took him by the hand to go shopping. He thought of his father teaching him how to play basketball on a sunny day; he thought of his uncle buying him an expensive game console as a birthday present on his eighth birthday.

Not only that, but more memories about mother, father, and uncle kept pouring in. Now they are not symbols, but real people. The relatives who Musashi depended on and got used to, Musashi didn’t know how to speak for a while. Say you like boys.

Bai Ze said: "Be courageous, come on, my dear."

Although Bai Ze seemed to be joking, his words did hit Musashi's heart. This world is not that kind, and he doesn't need to be bound by emotions.He decided to muster up the courage to speak out.

"Mom, I have something very serious to tell you." Musashi took the white fungus and lotus seed soup handed over by his mother, and took a deep breath. "Actually, I don't like sweet things."

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"I can't do it," Musashi murmured to Bai Ze in his heart, this is really too difficult, Musashi thought.

Xu Shu, Musashi's mother, looked at the white fungus and lotus seed soup in her hand. "It's strange," she said, "You have always liked to drink since you were a child, but now you have changed your appetite."

Musashi clapped his hands. "Yes."

"Wait a minute, you are wearing a ring," Xu Shu put the bowl on the table, grabbed Musashi's elbow with one hand, and studied the diamond ring on his hand, "Have you found a girlfriend? Why not?" Tell mom? Your dad won't be happy."

Musashi looked at his mother's eyes full of expectation, as if she had already outlined Musashi's happy life in her heart, how could Musashi have the heart to beat her? "Why isn't Dad happy?" Musashi asked. Could it be that his father is a rotten boy who wants to find a boyfriend?

That would be so easy to handle.

"I'm afraid you'll have to ask your father about this matter yourself." A mysterious smile appeared on Xu Shu's face, and Musashi shivered immediately after seeing it.

"So where is father?" Musashi asked.

Bai Ze called up the information of Musashi's father in the center of Musashi's field of vision. He has the appearance, appearance and personality. In fact, in Musashi's memory, the image of his father has already been formed. There is no need for Bai Ze to do more. Then I will settle the score with Bai Ze.

His father's name is Wu Xianyun.

"He's sick, and your uncle is with him in the hospital." Xu Shu said.

"Why didn't you tell me?" There was some blame in Musashi's words, but he really had no right to blame.

Xu Shu explained: "You didn't answer your phone calls, and you didn't reply to your text messages. I had to inform you in person. You've only been back for so long. You have to talk about things one by one."

"Excellent, my mother." Musashi said, "Can't you put things in order? Could it be that I am hungry and want to eat tremella and lotus seed soup, which is more important than knowing that my father is sick?"

"You don't know how to heal."

Musashi shook his head, turned around and walked out the door, Xu Shu called to stop Musashi. "Where are you going?"

"Hospital," Musashi said, "I'm going to visit my father, by the way, what's wrong with my father by the way."

Xu Shu's expression suddenly dimmed, like a dark corner where the sun can't shine. "This, it seems not easy." Xu Shu walked over and touched his son Musashi's cheek, "My good boy, it's so late today, and your father has fallen asleep in the hospital. You should go tomorrow."