Stunned for You

"Auntie is thirsty? There are other drinks in the refrigerator." Shi Yi casually sat down on the solo sofa next to Jiang Xuemei.

Jiang Xuemei shook her head: "It's okay, I love drinking white water." She put down the paper cup, lifted the paper bag on the table to her knee, took out a red jewelry box, and handed it to Shi Yi, who looked kindly: " I have never had a chance to give it to you on the road, and it is just right now. The meeting ceremony, open to see if the size is still appropriate?"

The logo is hot on the jewelry box. It is a brand that Shi Yi is very familiar with, and the price is high.

Shi Yi was flattered and politely declined: "Auntie, this is too expensive, I can't accept it."

Jiang Xuemei laughed, ignoring her politeness and opened the jewelry box by herself.

It is a platinum bracelet with a generous design and fine polishing.

"Come here, you have taken away from me. What could be more valuable than her." She faintly uttered, pulling Shi Yi's hand, opening the bracelet, and slipping into Shi Yi's slender wrist.

The size is just right, the thickness is just right, and the clear silver luster complements Shi Yi's white wrist.

Jiang Xuemei was satisfied: "It's pretty good-looking, what do you think?"

Shi Yi's gaze fell on his wrist and nodded: "Auntie has a good vision." But she was still embarrassed. "But, Auntie..."

Before she could finish her words, Jiang Xuemei shook her head slightly and motioned her not to refuse. "This is a Shanghai custom." She explained: "The first time an elder sees a junior partner, he must give a meeting ceremony to show his liking."

"If you don't accept it, do you have any opinion on me?"

Shi Yi was stunned and laughed blankly. She touched her bracelet, looked at Jiang Xuemei, pursed her lips, her eyes slowly filled with fine light, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Auntie, then...I'm welcome. Very beautiful."

Jiang Xuemei smiled faintly: "Isn't it because of you."

For half a lifetime, she has been bearish on many things. When Fu Sitian told her that she liked girls, she was surprised, but only surprised. She thought, easy to ask for priceless treasures, rare lovers. It doesn't matter whether it's a man or a woman. To be good to Lai Lai is the most important thing to make her happy.

So when she heard that the other party was Shi Yi, she was already a little relieved. Compared to others, she believes in outdated Yi. She liked this child very much before. At a young age, he has more independent thinking ability, integrity and kindness, and distinguishes right from wrong than many adults. She believes that children like that are not much different when they grow up.

We met today and got along for a long time, and this judgment became clearer. She is willing to give it to her.

However, there is still something in her heart. Taking advantage of this opportunity that Fu Sitian had not yet come out, she asked for proof: "Come here and told me that your mother didn't agree with you, now? Does it matter if she lives here?"

She is not worried that Shi Yi will bully Fu Sitian, and she is worried that Shi Yi's family will be wronged by Fu Sitian.

Fortunately, Shi Yi answered her: "It's okay, auntie, my mother has no objection now."

"Besides," she said, "I bought this house by myself, and I didn't use a penny from the house. Mine is here. It is only natural to come and live here."

"It's right and right?" Jiang Xuemei's eyes were stained with teasing and scrutiny, and she deliberately repeated it again: "Is yours here?"

Shi Yi was generous, facing Jiang Xuemei's line of sight, and replied frankly and firmly: "Yes."

"Auntie, I see Lailai as my wife. I don’t want to fall in love with her, I want to spend a lifetime with her. So although Lailai and I cannot get married like boys and girls legally, come here. I will give her back the rights of a partner."

Jiang Xuemei's eyes were deep.

Shi Yi promised: "I am contacting the house to name Lailai. The shares I hold in the company will be transferred to and jointly held by Lailai. If Lailai is willing, I would also like to appoint her to do it. My intended guardian."

Jiang Xuemei showed approval in her expression, but she refused verbally: "It's enough for you to have this heart."

She said sternly, gently and earnestly: "These things are not easy for you to work out on your own these years. I want to come and I can't bear you like this. I am her mother, I know her character, she will not want , I don’t need your proof."

"I only have such a daughter. I can give her whatever I want." She looked at Shi Yi directly, showing such sharp eyes for the first time since meeting, and asked: "So I treat you, or say, yes. The future partner has only one requirement, which is to love her, be nice to her, and make her happy."

"can you do it?"

Shi Yi didn't avoid it, he solemnly nodded his head: "Auntie, I can."

Jiang Xuemei dissipated her solemn expression and smiled comfortedly: "That's good."

What else did she say, the sound of sliding the glass door from the guest bathroom, it should be Fu Sitian who was about to come out after taking a shower. Jiang Xuemei stopped talking, and Shi Yi also turned to the subject tacitly.

So when Fu Sitian came out, he saw Jiang Xuemei and Shi Yi sitting on the sofa, laughing and talking to Yan Yan, and they were chatting very speculatively.

She tilted her head, holding the towel for wiping her hair, looking at them, a little surprised.

Jiang Xuemei turned to her side and spoke to her naturally: "Xiao Yi said that you have a fragrance that works very well, and it is very comfortable without lighting it up. Ask me if I want to try it."

Fu Sitian subconsciously replied: "It's very relaxing. Mom, do you want to try? I will get your room in a while?" But his eyes fell on Shi Yi.

Shi Yi grinned, her face as usual.

Fu Sitian was finally settled.

Jiang Xuemei noticed it, her expression was dim, and before she could hide it, Fu Sitian, who was moved back to his sight, slammed into a straight face.

Jiang Xuemei was embarrassed for a moment, and immediately changed back to her usual warm smile, and said, "Okay, then I will try." She looked at Fu Sitian's still wet hair, and said with interest: "Go blow your hair. Be careful of a headache while blowing the air conditioner wet. I also went back to the room to blow again, as if the roots of my hair were a bit dry."

Fu Sitian's heart was slightly bored, and his five fingers holding the towel clenched. He wanted to say something to her, but he couldn't talk about it.

In the end, she just nodded and said, "Okay."

They followed Jiang Xuemei, helped her take out and put the fragrance, and then returned to their room.

As soon as he entered the room and closed the door, Shi Yi hooked Fu Sitian's waist from behind, pressed his whole body slightly on her back, and Su smiled very nicely.

Fu Sitian knew that she was happy, and he was also happy in his heart. "What's wrong, so happy?"

Shi Yi's voice sank slightly, but his tone rose: "What should I do, your mother really wants to really like me."

She raised her bracelet-wrapped wrist to Fu Sitian's eyes, "A meeting gift from my aunt."

Fu Sitian was also very surprised, reaching out and holding it, touching it, his eyes filled with a smile. Mom, this is...really accepting Shi Yi, not a way to coax her.

Her slightly suspended heart settled down, and in joy, she remembered the fleeting gloom of Jiang Xuemei in the living room just now, and her heart felt a little bored.

She pretended to be sad, jokingly: "It's so beautiful. I'm a little jealous."

"Ok?"

"I'm her daughter, I don't have any."

Shi Yi let out a pleasant laugh in her ear, affirming: "You will have it too."

She will remind her mother.

Fu Sitian was puzzled, but Shi Yi refused to say any more. She let go of Fu Sitian and took her hand to the dressing table: "Blow your hair, it feels so cold when I stick it."

Fu Sitian didn't really care about this issue either. She led him and sat down in front of the dressing table without getting to the bottom.

Shi Yi picked up the hair dryer and helped her blow her hair skillfully.

Fu Sitian walked away slowly amidst the comfortable temperature and fixed-frequency noise of the hair dryer.

She once again remembered Jiang Xuemei's sad expression just now, and remembered several times before, when she deliberately kept a distance from her and refused her excessive closeness and kindness, Jiang Xuemei pretended to be meaningless and smiled.

My heart became more and more stuffy.

"Baby..." She raised her head slightly, looking in the mirror Shi Yi.

Shi Yiying: "Huh?"

Fu Sitian asked: "Tonight...Can I sleep with my mother?"

Shi Yi's hand holding up her hair paused, then fell down, pressed it on top of her head, and touched it lightly. There was a smile hidden under her eyes, but her mouth was deliberately reluctant, not salty or weak: "For the sake of the bracelet, it's okay."

Fu Sitian cooperated with the dissatisfaction: "If you are like this, I want to sue her."

Shi Yi had no fear, squinted her eyes, rubbed her fine hair, and pressed her voice and asked, "What is the complaint?"

"Ok?"

"Is there a backing?"

Fu Sitian couldn't pretend, and smiled softly, leaning back on Shi Yi embarrassedly, hugging her thigh and acting like a baby.

Shi Yi removed some hair dryers, touched her hairy head, snorted, and then carefully and gently straightened out her messy hair.

Stupidly stupid.

If she can untie all the knots and repair the old with her mother, she will be happier than anyone else.

"Sit down, I will turn the wind up and blow faster. Otherwise, Auntie should go to bed."

Fu Sitian kissed her waist and sat up straight obediently.

Ten minutes later, she packed herself up and came to the door of the guest room with her pillow and blanket.

There was not a trace of light in the gap under the door.

Is he already asleep...Fu Sitian is a little cramped, and there is some unspeakable timidity. She had the thought of running away, but Jiang Xuemei's wounded expression once again appeared in her mind, and, in the dream, the star that father put in her palm.

The mistakes of the past can no longer be changed, but regrets in the future can be avoided.

She clenched the palm of her hand, raised her hand, relaxed her eyebrows in relief, and knocked on the door very lightly but solemnly.

Jiang Xuemei's response sounded within the door quickly: "Come on? The door is unlocked. Push in."

Fu Sitian came in at once.

In the room, the light was turned off, and Jiang Xuemei was lying on the bed sideways, obviously ready to go to sleep.

Fu Sitian stood by the door, facing Jiang Xuemei’s surprised gaze, hugged the pillow in front of him, moisturized his throat, tried several times, and then made a calm voice: "Tonight, I can sleep with you. ?"

Jiang Xuemei was caught off guard, was stunned for two seconds, then sat up abruptly, full of surprises, and replied in one voice: "Yes, come in, come in quickly."

Fu Sitian got hot, closed the door, and walked towards the bed step by step.

Cramped and enthusiastic, Jiang Xuemei turned on the bedside lamp and asked, "Do you want this side? Or do you want to sleep here?"

Fu Sitian put down the pillow and quilt on the bed next to the door, and said, "I'll just sleep over here."

Jiang Xuemei immediately moved her body, removed the pillow, and vacated the position on the other side.

Fu Sitian bit his lip, sat down on the bed, raised his feet, put them on the bed, hesitated, and lay down.

Jiang Xuemei looked at her, smiling lines gathered at the ends of her eyes, and said, "Then I will turn off the lights."

Fu Sitian responded softly: "Yeah."

The light was turned off, the vision fell into darkness, and the other senses became sharp instantly.

Fu Sitian could hear that Jiang Xuemei's breathing was heavy and chaotic in the darkness, and she could feel her eyes fixed on her body.

No one is asleep yet.

Her mood suddenly sank, her nose was sour.

Many years ago, on such a night, she pretended to be asleep, and Jiang Xuemei traced her face over and over again with such a nostalgic gaze. In the bottom of her heart, she made a decision that she didn't know.

This decision almost ruined half of her life and also tortured Jiang Xuemei for half of her life.

She took the blame for herself.

Jiang Xuemei was innocent.

She has always felt that someone like her is no longer worthy of the gentle and pure love of a mother. She hoped that Jiang Xuemei would ignore her, leave her alone, and stop letting her drag her down, just like she did in the ten years when she did not exist, and continue to live well.

But her resistance seemed to hurt her even more.

Shi Yi said that forgiving yourself and forgiving others are both homework.

She stood in the world that Shi Yi had illuminated for her, and gradually realized that she seemed to be doing something wrong again. Perhaps, learning to love and be loved is also a homework.

There was mist in her eyes, and she said dumbly: "Mom."

Jiang Xuemei immediately responded to her: "Huh?"

As in the many nights when she couldn't sleep when she was a child, she asked her to tell her the same tone as when she told her stories.

Fu Sitian turned to her side and stared at her beautiful face through a blurred vision, her throat choked.

"I'm sorry." She said, "Can I hug you?"

Jiang Xuemei's eyelashes slammed violently, and there was water in the bottom of her eyes, but the corners of her lips showed a deep arc. "Of course." She stretched out her hands and took Fu Sitian into her arms, as if she was holding a dream that might wake up.

Hug tightly, trembling, smiling, and inhale deeply.

Tears wet Fu Sitian's pillow.

Fu Sitian, like he did countless times when he was a child, hugged her back, hid in her arms, trembled with her, inhaled, and accepted her pat on the back to comfort her.

No one spoke, but there was a cold wall, but it was already silent and gradually melted away.

Jiang Xuemei knew that her daughter had really come back.