Nie Zheng was stunned for a moment. Even though he had seen all kinds of scenes, he was a little at a loss in this situation.
"Sit down."
Ye Wanrong smiled and said to her son.
Nie Zheng nodded mechanically, and then heard Ye Wanrong ask him: "Huh?
Why is it just you?
Where is Xiaoxiao?"
Although Ye Wanrong has been sleeping during this period, the nurse told her that Xiaoxiao was always here to accompany her, and there were many things that the nurse did not need to do.
When she spoke, her cheeks turned slightly red.
Nie Zheng's heart froze, and he felt like he was in pain to the point of paralysis.
Why don’t you understand why your mother is like this?
He had never encountered this situation before, but even if it was the first time, he understood it - this is the so-called reflection.
So, the sleepy mother suddenly became energetic.
"Xiao Xiao..." Nie Zheng's throat was stiff.
"She went to rest?"
Ye Wanrong smiled, "That's right, she worked too hard."
This made Nie Zheng's next words stuck in his throat and he didn't say any more.
Ye Wanrong combed her hair, and the nurse said at the door: "Madam, breakfast is ready."
"good."
Ye Wanrong waved to Nie Zheng, and Nie Zheng hurriedly came over to help her.
Ye Wanrong patted her son and said, "It's a rare day to have breakfast with mom."
"Um."
Nie Zheng nodded and helped his mother into the restaurant and sit down.
The rays of dawn shone in through the window lattice little by little.
Nie Zheng couldn't remember the last time he had dinner with his mother like this.
In my impression, there are very few scenes like this.
Nie Zheng then raised his head and looked at his mother. He wanted to try hard to remember this moment - he was afraid that this would be the last time.
"What are you looking at?"
Ye Wanrong was spreading almond butter on the bread and handed it to her son, "Here, here."
Nie Zheng was stunned for a moment, "Mom..." "What's wrong?"
Ye Wanrong laughed, "Is it because Mom knows you like almond butter?"
Nie Zheng remained silent.
Ye Wanrong sighed, "Hey... I know, I am an unqualified mother."
Nie Zheng frowned, "Mom, stop talking."
Those things are all in the past, and he has grown up.
Ye Wanrong shook her head, as if she had seen through everything, "I'm afraid if I don't say it now, I won't have a chance."
Nie Zheng was stunned, mother and son faced each other, some words did not need to be said clearly.
Nie Zheng had thought of it, and Ye Wanrong had naturally thought of it too. Naturally, she knew her body best.
As if she didn't want the atmosphere to be too tense, Ye Wanrong smiled lightly and said, "Not only do I know that you like almond butter, but I also know that you have been secretly in love with her for more than ten years."
"!"
Nie Zheng was startled, astonished.
"Ha ha."
Ye Wanrong laughed and shook her head, "Why are you so surprised?
You have been hiding her photos for more than ten years. No one else knows about this kind of thing. I am your mother, how could I not know?"
"I almost threw that necklace away from you, but I felt strange. How could a worthless necklace be worn for so many years?"
Ye Wanrong: "I knew at that time that you and your father are really alike."
Exactly the same long love, even the woman he likes looks so similar.
Ye Wanrong smiled and asked her son, "I think Xiaoxiao doesn't know about this yet?
You didn't tell her?"
Nie Zheng nodded, he said it in the letter he wrote.
If he put this on his lips, it would be really hard for him to say it.
Ye Wanrong also understood that her son had such a temper.
Ye Wanrong was also wondering whether her marriage to Nie Hongxin caused her son's awkward personality?