At this moment, the mother opposite picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put it in Weslin's bowl.
Weslin was stunned for a moment, then looked up at his mother, and soon the familiar smell of sweet and sour pork ribs entered his nose.
Mom's move couldn't help but make Weslin's heart tremble slightly.
"How is your hand?" Li Yuling finally raised her head and it was her son Weslin.
Wei Silin slowly put down his chopsticks, "Fortunately, the doctor said it was just a flesh injury and it will be fine after some rest. No bones were injured."
After saying that, Weslin and his mother fell into silence for a long time.
The two of them sat in silence across the table for a long time, without saying another word.
The slowly rising heat on the food was like a countdown timer for the awkward time between the two of them.
"I heard that your hand was in the fighting robot competition, right? Did you use it to block the opponent's robot's weapon?" Lucy Liu asked.
Weslin bit his lip, not knowing how to answer his mother.
Having no choice but to think about it again and again, I could only simply respond, "Well..."
After hearing this, Lucy Liu raised her head slightly and took a deep breath. Then she picked up the cigarette case and lighter on the table and lit a cigarette for herself.
The weak firelight reflected on her face seemed to make her look much more haggard within a day.
I saw Lucy Liu taking a deep breath of cigarette, then slowly exhaling it, and said: "Don't touch that thing again."
After hearing what his mother said, Weslin immediately raised his head and looked at her.
This time, Lucy Liu's attitude looked very determined, and her eyes were very resolute, "You didn't get hurt by this thing before, so I didn't take care of it, but this time, I can't do it! From now on, you are not allowed to touch that thing again.
Fighting robot."
"Why!" Weslin suddenly stood up from the chair.
Lucy Liu looked calm and calm, still sitting opposite and continued: "Because I don't want to see you become a cripple because of your so-called dream! Do you know how dangerous this thing is today? If you are not careful! You
I’m going to say goodbye to you with just one hand!”
"This is my own business! I want to make my own decision! I like fighting robots! I can't give up!"
If Lucy Liu had followed the past, she might have stood up and had a big fight with Weslin.
But for some reason today, she acted extremely calm.
I saw her sitting on a chair and taking a puff of a cigarette. The smoke in her mouth seemed to be the negative emotions she exhaled. "I, the combined fighting robot, you choose one."
"What?" Weslin was suddenly stunned.
He didn't expect that his mother would suddenly ask such a multiple-choice question.
Looking at Weslin standing blankly across the dining table, Lucy Liu said solemnly again: "You choose to continue to be my son, Lucy Liu, or to hold on to that cold machine and chase the so-called dream until you become disabled!"
Weslin looked at his mother in disbelief, his eyes turning red unconsciously, "What else are you going to say?"
"I made it very clear! Either you stay, or you take your belongings and get out of this house! I would rather see an intact stranger than a bastard crippled by his dreams!"
Although Lucy Liu was not very emotional when she spoke, every word was sonorous and powerful, poking deep into Weslin's heart.
It was really the first time that my mother had said such heartless words to him.
Is it wrong for young people to pursue their dreams?
"I won't give up! I don't want to follow the crowd! I don't want to be a soulless guy!"
"If you become a cripple, do you have a soul? Why are you different from others?"
"Why should I be like others? Isn't this world rich and colorful because of all kinds of mischievous people? If everyone is the same, what's the point of living!"
"At least this will allow you to survive intact!"
"I think people should not only fight for survival, but also fight for their dreams!"
"So...even if you lose everything, even if you lose your family, you won't hesitate to do so?"
Hearing the last sentence, Weslin was stunned and speechless.
Unexpectedly, I came back to the topic of choice.
Could it be that today is the end of Weslin’s dream journey?
With this one, Weslin felt as if his heart had been pinched hard by someone else. The pain was unbearable, but he couldn't scream in pain!
He clenched his intact left hand tightly into a fist and said with red eyes: "Didn't you tell me not to give up?"
Lucy Liu remained calm and cold, frowning and saying, "When did I tell you not to give up?"
"The graffiti you left in my secret base! And you helped me repair the roof!"
Lucy Liu looked completely clueless after hearing this, "I have never done these two things! I wish you would stay away from fighting robots. How can I encourage you not to give up?"
"You didn't do it?" Weslin's mind was in chaos.
If my mother didn't do it, who did it?
The font style of the graffiti is definitely hers!
"I don't have time for such boring things!"
After my mother tried her best to deny the incident, Weslin's positive image of her in the past suddenly changed.
He was disappointed.
It turns out that everything is my own self-righteousness!
"I thought that although my mother has a bad temper, she is at least my strongest supporter. Now it seems that I was wrong... It is impossible to give up your dream. If you insist on objecting, then I will
I will use my own strength to prove to you! How great the dream that you adults despise is to us!"
After saying that, Weslin turned around and went upstairs to his room.
When the noise of rummaging through boxes and cabinets came from upstairs, Lucy Liu remained sitting at the dining table without moving.
The cigarettes in her hand are one after another, and there are already four or five cigarette butts in your ashtray on the table.
Is Lucy Liu's heart really as calm and calm as she appears on the surface?
After a while, Weslin carried his luggage and walked downstairs.
"Where are you going?" Lucy Liu said coldly.
However, behind this voice, there seemed to be another emotion that touched the depths of people's hearts.
"I will come back when I prove that my dream is not insignificant."
After saying that, Weslin put down his luggage, turned his body to his mother, and bowed deeply to her.
Seeing her son's behavior, Lucy Liu was suddenly stunned, with a trace of panic and uneasiness in her eyes.
The finger holding the cigarette was raised to his mouth and he didn't put it down again.
After bowing, Weslin hesitated briefly, then picked up his luggage and walked out of the house.
Running away from home again.
Although every time we had a quarrel, Weslin would run out and stay for a long time.
But this time, Lucy Liu could feel that he would not come back again.
The feeling of being afraid of losing but unable to stop spread instantly in her heart.
The pain was excruciating, as if being poked by an awl!
A tear mixed with the foundation rolled down her cheek...