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His girlfriend was silent, feeling very unbelievable, and spoke after a while: "Auntie, marriage is not a child's play, let alone a pure exchange of benefits."
"Your son and I really love each other."
"What's not in love with each other?" His mother felt that the young man in front of him was really naive, "If you get married, you will fall in love slowly."
"Forget it, I'm not here to discuss with you today, I'm here to inform you of the news."
The two of them were sitting together in a coffee shop, looking out the window, everything was quiet except for the sound of spoons clinking against porcelain cups.
The sun outside is very warm, and the cafe is a little bit cold.
His girlfriend finally couldn't bear it and spoke first.
"Your mother doesn't agree with me being with you. What I want to ask is your opinion?"
His eyes were fragile like moonlight passing through the clouds: "I think my current job is pretty good. I also hope that you can always be by my side."
Because of his mother's affairs, his girlfriend stopped studying for a long time, and he has always felt guilty about it.
He has always hoped that he can make up for her, and he also likes that she is the opposite of himself.
His girlfriend: "Then let's get married and move out together. I don't want you to deny your parents, I just think it's better to be far away."
He: "Impossible, my mother won't agree."
His girlfriend: "I'm not asking for your mother's opinion, I'm asking for your opinion! You've grown up now, don't listen to her for everything, okay?"
He: "She is my mother, and this can never be changed. I want to listen to my mother, and I want to listen to you, but your opinions cannot be unified."
It's very difficult now, he doesn't want his mother and his girlfriend to have an argument, but he can't mediate it.
His life has been like a puppet from the beginning, and the thread that manipulates the puppet has always been in the hands of his mother.
The farther he is from his mother, the tighter and farther the thread will be, but finally one day the thread will break.
When the thread breaks, that's when the puppet collapses.
He felt that what his girlfriend was asking now was not what he wanted.
Instead, his girlfriend and his mother are fighting for the right to operate the puppet.
In the past, when he wanted to resist him, he was repeatedly suppressed. When he finally grew up, he was used to it, and he seemed to have no intention of resisting anymore.
It seems that no matter what happens, he is resigned to it.
His girlfriend couldn't bear the outburst anymore: "You always look aggrieved, like someone is bullying you."
"Do you want to listen to me or your mother? Do you want to marry me or your mother?"
"You have to think clearly, will you spend the rest of your life with me, or with your mother!"
He lowered his head, not knowing how to answer.
Seeing his quiet look again, his girlfriend couldn't help but ran out.
In the past, he only thought she was obedient, but now she also hates her obedience.
Because she has a boyfriend, her boyfriend's mother is the most obedient, not her.
He received a call from his mother who was seriously ill.
When he returned home, he saw his mother's happy smile, thinking that she had finally got her wish.
She wasn't sick at all, she just used her illness to force him to listen to him again.
Soon he married the man who could provide him with more development opportunities.
His father scolded him for eating soft rice.
But his mom quickly silenced his dad.
"It would be great if you were as obedient as your son sometime. Every day is just worrying."
Within a few years, he met a better woman.
He divorced again and remarried.
His mother was very upset: "How can you just leave this marriage? Why don't you tell me?"
"You two are divorced, what about the children?"
"You see, eight or nine out of ten are divorced, and the children will be happy?"
He raised his head, his eyes became more gloomy: "Aren't they happy? They just need to be obedient."
"It was you who told me that once you get married, you will have feelings." (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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