Zhou Zhengchu had many greedy thoughts, but he was also easily satisfied.
Just like when he was a child, after experiencing indifference time and time again, he also made a defiant vow that he would never, ever go to his mother's side again.
Don't let yourself be ignored anymore.
I don't want to see that cold look in your eyes again.
But as long as his mother was lucid, and touched his hair or kissed his cheek, all the harsh words he had sworn countless times in his heart would become meaningless.
He's so easily appeased.
Just like now, he has witnessed another possibility, another perfect world.
His mother had a loving husband.
She has many fans.
I have colleagues with whom I get along very well.
She is loved by many people, and she also has things she enjoys doing. Her life has meaning, it is no longer empty, and she is no longer trapped in her own world.
He had seen it, and even received a touch of luxurious warmth.
A mother in this world is the same when she loves someone as she is when she is lucid.
Zhou Zhengchu felt that was enough.
However, when Zhou Zhengchu opened his eyes the next day, he was still in this world, still in this body.
He dragged his tired body into the bathroom. The person in the mirror was pale and looked very cold.
It's not very good-looking.
He calmly washed his face and went downstairs. His father and mother were already at the dining table, where there were two breakfasts.
A Chinese-style dish.
A Western-style dish.
A bowl of hot porridge, still steaming, was already placed in front of his seat.
It was his favorite shrimp congee.
It's light and comforting.
Jiang Yue thought the child had returned to normal, so she patted the empty seat next to her and said, "Come and have breakfast."
He obediently walked over and sat down next to her.
"Your father has given you a holiday, so just relax and rest for a few days. Oh, by the way, I'm going shopping this afternoon, do you want to come with me?"
He could never refuse any of his mother's requests.
He nodded: "Yes."
Jiang Yue was very talkative. She continued, "After we finish shopping, I'll have your uncle pick us up and take us back to the Qin family."
Zhou Zhengchu's eyes flickered slightly. Uncle? The Qin family?
Zhou Zhengchu didn't quite understand when his uncle had gotten involved with the Qin family, but he pretended to be very calm.
At least in situations like this, he can't afford to be exposed.
In such small matters, mistakes are immediately noticed.
He didn't want to scare them.
Zhou Zhengchu nodded again and said okay.
After breakfast, the mother and son went out.
Jiang Yue habitually took his arm, and Zhou Zhengchu could clearly feel his body stiffen; he wasn't quite used to it yet.
Once they arrived at the mall, his mother no longer paid attention to him.
I bought him a lot of bags, clothes, and jewelry that I liked, and I also bought him a lot of things.
I bought a whole bunch of things, whether I need them or not, whether they look nice or are good for health.
In this world, she seems to truly love him.
Jiang Yue was tired from shopping and didn't want to move anymore, so she called Qin Zhao and asked him to come pick her up after learning that he was free today.
Before meeting the man, Zhou Zhengchu thought the uncle his mother was talking about was Jiang Zhi.
He was still surprised when Uncle Qin walked up to them; he had no idea what was going on.
Zhou Zhengchu silently followed his mother into the car.
His mother sat in the passenger seat, relaxed, occasionally turning around with a smile to say a few words to him. Uncle Qin chatted with her affectionately the whole way.
Zhou Zhengchu hadn't expected that there were still some things he didn't know.
He took a deep breath and didn't show much surprise when he arrived at the Qin family's residence.
He did not see Qin Qin at the Qin family's house.
He couldn't ask questions; he could only remain a silent observer and figure out what happened on his own later.
Zhou Zheng was not paying attention at the beginning.
However, the Qin family was quite lively today, with everyone present.
My mother is very popular, and even the younger children like to hang around her, though she can be a bit noisy.
Zhou Zhengchu looked up and saw the group photo on the bookshelf.
Uncle Qin and Mom are there.
There are also Uncle Qin's parents and mother.
A very loving expression.
Zhou Zhengchu's knee was suddenly bumped, and the little boy rushed to his side and hugged him tightly, saying, "Brother."
It looks like you hurt yourself after falling.
I feel a little wronged.
Zhou Zhengchu didn't recognize the child, but after hesitating for a few seconds, he picked him up when he heard the aggrieved voice.
The younger generation in the family are not actually very close to him.
They were all a little afraid of him.
The world seems to be different.
The children weren't afraid to get close to him; they seemed happy to come near him, and when they fell into his arms, they would bury themselves in his embrace as if they didn't want to leave.
This felt completely unfamiliar, somewhat magical, and even a little bewildering to Zhou Zhengchu, who had never been close to children before.
However, he quickly adjusted his attitude and tried to appear as mild-mannered as possible.
Zhou Zhengchu lowered his head, his voice soft: "Where does it hurt?"
The little boy's eyes were red, and he snuggled closer to him, his voice still sounding a bit aggrieved: "It doesn't hurt."
Zhou Zheng held the child in his arms and comforted him for a long time until the child was almost asleep.
He picked up the child and led him to the guest room upstairs.
The child was fast asleep. After Zhou Zhengchu went downstairs, his mother took his hand. Her hand was small but warm. Her eyes and brows were full of a charming smile. She was particularly cheerful and lively.
She smiled and said to him, "Come on, come on! Help me play a game of mahjong, and you can have all the winnings as pocket money."
Zhou Zhengchu certainly didn't lack pocket money, and Jiang Yue knew he didn't lack money either, but that didn't stop her from sharing the money she won with him.
It's like wanting to share half of your good fortune with others.
Zhou Zhengchu obediently listened to his mother's words and hummed softly. He was pressed down in front of the mahjong table. His mahjong skills were much better, and he won a full hand as soon as he sat down.
The others felt a pang of regret, but half-jokingly said, "Why did Yueyue have to call for reinforcements? That's so unfair to us. We can't beat your shrewd son."
Zhou Zhengchu is known for his intelligence and outstanding abilities. Everyone knows that Jiang Yue not only has a good husband, but also a good son.
Jiang Yue said, "A bet is a bet, and you're not the kind of people who can't afford to lose!"
The others laughed. That was true, but they were also genuinely a little jealous of her.
Zhou Zhengchu's luck with the cards was bizarre; he won several hands in a row with perfect hands, and the chips in front of him were already piled up like a mountain.
The others were speechless after losing.
After calming down, he still couldn't help but mutter, "Who did you learn your card skills from? I've never seen you play cards much before! If we had known you were this good, we wouldn't have agreed to let your mother ask you for help."
Zhou Zhengchu lowered his eyelashes, his attitude very humble: "Just lucky."
The others smiled and said nothing more.
Playing cards isn't just about luck; you can't play without brains. Smart people calculate everything clearly in their minds beforehand.
I know perfectly well what I'm lacking and what I'm missing.
What they didn't know was that Zhou Zhengchu also played cards frequently, and his mother's "good friends" couldn't really talk to her about anything.
It was too profound for her to understand.
She's not interested in things that are too gossipy.
In fact, her world is very simple; it's either black or white, and the lines between liking and disliking are very clear, as if there's no buffer in between.
Whenever his mother and her "good friend" had a gathering, he would be by her side, deliberately minimizing his presence.
When she's feeling sleepy, tired, or about to run out of chips and on the verge of tears, help her out when you have no other choice.
It's easy to be sad, and it's also easy to be happy.
Once he wins back the chips in front of him, a smile will appear on her face.
Gradually, Zhou Zhengchu's card skills also improved. He became proficient and had a photographic memory, making it difficult for him to lose money.
"It's not luck, it's your intelligence," the person sitting opposite him said with a smile.
Zhou Zhengchu remained silent.
A while later, Jiang Yue returned carrying freshly washed strawberries.
As if giving him a reward, she popped a strawberry into his mouth, while also noticing how quiet her son had been these past two days!
Could it be that she's heartbroken?
But I haven't heard of him dating anyone.
Jiang Yue's suspicious gaze swept across his face, and she finally couldn't help but ask, "Are you in a relationship?"
Zhou Zhengchu was slightly taken aback. He played the cards in his hand and answered her, "No."
Probably not.
There were no special notes on the phone.
It seems unlikely that it exists.
Jiang Yue let out a loud "Aww!"
After finishing the game, Zhou Zhengchu returned the position to her. After a brief pause, before he could speak, Jiang Yue seemed to sense his confusion and said, "I just feel that you've been talking much less than before. I can't tell what you're thinking. You look so deep and unhappy, just like you've just broken up!"
Zhou Zhengchu felt a mix of warmth and sadness. He pursed his lips and told her, "Mom, it will be fine in a couple of days."
He sat down, turned on his phone, opened the search app, and entered his mother's name.
After thinking about it, I added Uncle Qin's name.
The answer that popped up was a few words enlarged and bolded—sibling relationship.
Zhou Zhengchu wasn't surprised to see those four words.
The internet's memory can last a long time.
Sun Chengfeng's ex-boyfriend caused a huge uproar online, attempting to ruin her reputation and threatening her with money.
You can find them all with a simple search.
He never imagined that such a thing could happen.
Zhou Zhengchu's face tightened, his dark eyes fixed on the messages that popped up on his phone.
He knew Sun Chengfeng was no good.
But he hadn't expected this person to be so treacherous.
For so many years, she has managed to fool us time and time again.
Zhou Zhengchu recalled the day in the mall when Qin Qin looked down at his mother with a slight smile.
A pampered young lady who grew up in luxury.
It's all about a sense of superiority.
So noble, as if she was born that way.
She has loving and understanding parents, and a powerful older brother who can support her.
He has never suffered any hardship in his life.
As for his mother, Sun Chengfeng treated her badly, so her childhood was probably... not very good either.
As I grew up, I gradually became paranoid.
She was caught in a love triangle and suffered many things that she shouldn't have had to endure.
Why.
On what grounds?
It shouldn't have been like this.
As Zhou Zhengchu looked at the information that had surfaced online from back then, his face grew increasingly grim, and the surging anger almost made him lose his composure.
The card game in the living room has ended.
Jiang Yue won a lot of money. She had noticed that her son was staring blankly at his phone, and seemed to be gritting his teeth.
I don't know what I saw.
I feel so angry.
She walked over and asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"
Zhou Zhengchu quickly snapped out of his daze, slowly pulling himself out of the intense emotions that were almost overwhelming. He composed himself, trying not to frighten her.
The young man pursed his lips silently, and after a while, he said, "Some social news."
Jiang Yue responded with an "oh," without any suspicion.
She only mentioned that his uncle had specially asked someone to buy a strawberry cake, and she saved him a large piece, gently patting the back of his head, saying, "Eating something sweet will make you feel better."
Zhou Zhengchu nodded.
The cake that was specially reserved on the table was very eye-catching. It was a large piece, covered with strawberries on cream, and looked sweet and delicious.
Like his father, Zhou Zhengchu didn't particularly like these sweet and greasy foods.
He was clearly out of sorts at the moment. He stared at the cake that had been specially saved for him, but he still silently ate it all, bite by bite.
It's very sweet.
It's delicious.
It's sickeningly sweet.
Jiang Yue felt that her son's sullen appearance was probably because he hadn't fully recovered from his illness, so after returning to the old house that evening, she went to the kitchen to cook him a nourishing soup.
The kitchen smells wonderful.
It was already very late at night.
Zhou Zhengchu was called out of his room by his mother. He looked at the steaming soup in the bowl and slowly lowered his eyelashes.
The love he received far exceeded his imagination; there was so much love he could ever feel.
He began to feel a bit heavy-hearted about it.
He lowered his head and slowly drank the soup in his bowl, his eyes a little red, but fortunately his drooping eyelids were able to hide these emotions.
He felt very lucky in this world.
You can get whatever you want.
They received far more than they had imagined.
However, he will leave sooner or later.
He doesn't belong here.
He didn't intend to stay there forever.
After Zhou Zhengchu finished his soup, he heard his mother ask him with a hint of expectation, "Was it good?"
He nodded and said truthfully, "It tastes very good."
Jiang Yue was satisfied with the answer. "Alright, you can go back and rest now."
Zhou Zhengchu walked to the top of the stairs and then stopped.
Perhaps it was a strong premonition, or perhaps it was just instinct, but he turned around and stared straight at his mother with his dark eyes: "Mom."
Jiang Yue hummed in agreement.
Zhou Zhengchu politely asked, "May I hug you?"
He will not stay in this body that does not belong to him forever.
All he could offer her was a brief hug.
Jiang Yue was taken aback, then nodded and said without hesitation, "Of course!"
Zhou Zhengchu hugged his mother with restraint, swallowing back all the words he wanted to say.
A brief intersection of two worlds.
It's enough that he knows it himself.
Zhou Zhengchu pursed his lips: "I'm going back to sleep. Goodnight."
Jiang Yue replied with two words: "Good night."
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