Leaning against the window and looking at the two people in the kitchen, he felt all the tiredness in his body disappear. The smile on his face returned, and he turned into a 17-year-old boy again, running to help his parents.
Suddenly being hugged, Song's father felt that Song Qingmo's mood had warmed up. He suddenly acted like a spoiled child towards him, put down the bowl that was still shaking, and patted his back with his broad arms.
"Alright, alright, it's okay. Whoever dared to let my precious son be bullied, I'll beat him up." Song's mother also came over and looked at him lovingly. Wrapped in the love of his parents, Song Qingmo's nose was sore and his heart was soft. Seeing that he was much taller than his father, he lowered his head in embarrassment. He uttered a muffled "No."
Song's mother and the others sighed, their disappointment unnoticed by Song Qingmo. They knew he was hiding something from them. It had become increasingly obvious since the high school entrance exam, but since their son wouldn't say anything, they couldn't intervene. They could only comply with Song Qingmo's demands and give him everything they had to make him feel secure.
"Qingmo, as long as you haven't done anything bad, we support you in whatever you want to do. Although we don't know what happened between you and the boy from the Mu family, since you don't want to see him, your father and I will help you get rid of him later." Mother Song had a serious look on her face.
Song Qingmo said nothing, but nodded silently. After a moment, as if he thought of something wrong, he added: "If he doesn't leave, you can give this to him."
He ran back inside and used a pencil to draw a comic strip of two little men. His drawing skills had never fallen behind, and after his rebirth, he quickly regained his pride. As long as the heart is not dead, there are some things that others cannot take away, no matter how hard they try.
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