When Zheng Huan was thinking, he suddenly heard a ringtone. This ringtone was equivalent to in the previous school. The ringtone was like the ringtone in get out of class.
Zheng Huan hurried upstairs and ran into the mother's room.
Since Zheng Huan's father was shot, Zheng Huan's mother has been stunned, and every day, he is paralyzed in bed every day. Although there is no fatal disease, in the past few years, his mother has always been this disease. Looking at it, I found a lot of doctors and went to a lot of hospitals, but it didn't help.
Moreover, Zheng Huan's mother has a quirk and does not like strangers. Therefore, there is no way to find her nanny or care for her. She has always been taking care of her mother.
Although Zheng Huan, a young man, does not blink, is a devil who has almost extinct human nature, but in front of his mother, he is indeed a filial son. At least, when his mother lost his temper for no reason, Zheng Huan won't talk.
From childhood to small, this is the case. Zheng Huan does not listen. Even his father did not listen, but he listened to his mother very much. Now his mother is sick. This kid has always been the image of a filial son in front of the bed.
"Mom, what's wrong, call me so early," Zheng Huan dragged his exhaustion and asked.
"I'm hungry, I'm hungry," Zheng Huan's mother was sick and was paralyzed on the sick bed. I rarely went out of the house. I was lying on the court every day. Thinking about things in a daze, thinking about a lot of things, plus every night, because of insomnia, she wants to take sleeping pills and take this drug for a long time, which also leads him to his spirit.
Therefore, Zheng Huan's mother is always in a state of suspected mental illness. She installed a button on the head of the bed. As long as she pressed the button, the whole villa would think of the ringtone. Run into the mother's room.
"Hungry, why are you hungry so early, hello, I'll cook for you, you wait, you wait," said, Zheng Huan was going to go downstairs to ask the nanny to get up for breakfast.
"No, I'm not hungry, I want to listen to your stories," Zheng Huan's mother has a little intermittent neuropathy. Now, it just begins to develop the disease. I think of it.
Zheng Huan frowned and said, "What story is listening, I'm busy now, there is something,"
"Oh, busy, you are a dead ghost, you are busy every day, and you won't come to accompany me anymore." Then, Zheng Huan's mother opened the quilt and unravel it widely, showing the expression and expression of the wife to seduce her husband and state.
When Zheng Huan's mother committed mental illness, Zheng Huan regarded Zheng Huan as Zheng Huan's father. Every time his mother used such a thing, Zheng Huan immediately said: "Mom, I am your son, my dad is on a business trip, and I will come back in a few days. Woolen cloth,"
"Oh, it's a business trip, it's really busy, always traveling, it seems that they have been on a business trip for several years," Zheng Huan's mother said, and he fell asleep again.
Zheng Huan shook her head and knew that this time she was finished. When she woke up again, it should be in the morning. At that time, her mind could also become a normal person.
Looking at my mother's illness like this, Zheng Huan thought that it was better to live as if he was so dead. He had to live. In order to take care of his mother, he had to survive ...