Jiang Shiyue looked down at Yangyang, who was holding the hem of his clothes with one hand and carrying his small bag with the other, then turned her head to look out the pitch-black window and compromised.
As he walked out holding the quilt, he heard a knock on the door and opened it casually.
Ye Wenjun stood at the door, looked at Chen Shanhe, then at the quilt in his hand, and stood there in a daze.
Before Chen Shanhe could speak, Ye Wenjun interrupted, "You're quite considerate, kid. Are you worried that we'll be cold? Your dad has weak legs and feet and is really afraid of the cold. Give him the blanket while I talk to Yueyue."
Chen Shanhe couldn't say to his mother-in-law, "This is my quilt!" He could only nod and walk to the next door with the quilt in his arms. After thinking for a while, he turned back and walked downstairs.
Jiang Shiyue heard the noise and came out of the bedroom, and saw Ye Wenjun raising his hand, as if he was about to knock on her door.
"What's up?"
Although Jiang Shiyue's tone was very calm, Ye Wenjun still felt very distant.
Seeing that her eyes were about to turn red again, Jiang Shiyue asked her to sit down: "Please sit down first, I'll pour you a glass of water."
If there was internet, she would definitely search how to comfort a crying mother.
I have to add that I'm waiting online, it's urgent.
A cup of hot water will take no more than one minute to pour no matter how slowly you pour it.
She placed the tea next to Ye Wenjun and didn't even dare to say a word, for fear of making Ye Wenjun cry again.
Fortunately, Ye Wenjun's tears come and go quickly, and she has a strong ability to self-regulate.
Ye Wenjun looked Jiang Shiyue up and down for a long time before speaking: "These past few years, whenever I had some free time, I would wonder if you've grown taller? Are you prettier? How are you doing? It's not that we're heartless and don't contact you, we just have no choice."
Jiang Shiyue could only repeat, "I don't blame you, I really don't! I know the nature of your work is special and I understand."
"Then why don't you want to be hypnotized again?"
"I just think those memories are lost and it doesn't affect my current life. Just like we forget many things in our lives, experiencing them doesn't mean we have to remember them. Isn't life still good?"
"But..." Ye Wenjun obviously couldn't accept this statement, and tears began to well up in her eyes again. "What we forget are things that are not unforgettable enough. What you forgot is me and your father! You still blame us."
Jiang Shiyue suddenly felt a headache.
Objectively speaking, there is nothing wrong with what Ye Wenjun said.
It’s just that everyone has a different perspective and standpoint.
Not to mention Jiang Shiyue, an alien soul, even the original owner would probably not want to recover his memory.
The original owner was selfish, arrogant and domineering.
She guessed that a big part of the reason was family education. Children raised by highly educated and qualified people like Ye Wenjun and Jiang Yinqing should not be like this, unless they had extremely lacked companionship and neglected discipline in their childhood.
Jiang Shiyue stammered for a long time but still couldn't utter the word "Mom". "I'm not blaming you. I'm an adult now and I'm used to my current life. Besides..."
She gritted her teeth and said half-seriously, "Are you sure that the memories I've recovered are all pictures of a happy family, Mom?"
Ye Wenjun trembled and was stunned.
Jiang Shiyue's personality usually doesn't allow her to say such hurtful words, but she really didn't know how to deal with Ye Wenjun, so she decided to cut the Gordian knot.
Ye Wenjun shed tears silently.
Jiang Shiyue tore off a few napkins and handed them to her.
This paper is a custom version, made by Jiang Shiyue in a diaper paper factory.
It's a bit rough compared to the paper of the new century, but it's very good in this era.
Although Ye Wenjun cried, she was still quite rational.
I cried for about half an hour, and when a thick pile of used paper appeared on the table, my tears gradually stopped.
"You're right!" Tears were still on Ye Wenjun's face, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "For you, it doesn't make much difference whether you have those memories of our family or not. You may not be happier. When you were a child, your father and I were busy with work and had no time to take care of you. We were not competent parents, and sometimes we didn't even know you were sick. But, Yueyue, there is someone you shouldn't forget. We owe you, but your brother doesn't owe you. He raised you. You followed him like a little tail. It made his friends not want to play with him. He took care of you when you were sick, and he even carried you on his back at night when you went to the hospital..."
Ye Wenjun chattered about Jiang Shiyue's childhood.
Talking about how good the brother, whom Jiang Shiyue had no impression of, was to her.
She talked about how she and Lao Jiang felt guilty towards Jiang Shiyue.
Jiang Shiyue listened quietly to these things that were both relevant and irrelevant to her.
Until Ye Wenjun turned the topic to Chen Shanhe.
"Yueyue, did you have a fight with Chen Shanhe?"
Jiang Shiyue's fingers on her knees curled up slightly, and she denied it, "That's not true."
"Yueyue, I'm a woman too. I can see that you're in a bad mood. Is it because of Chen Shanhe?"
Jiang Shiyue wanted to say something, but Ye Wenjun waved her hand and said, "We haven't seen each other for many years, and you don't remember anything related to us. It's normal not to believe what I say. But even as an ordinary elder, I want to give you a word of advice. Chen Shanhe is a good child."
"It's pretty good." Jiang Shiyue agreed.
It's just a compliment that's obviously not sincere.
"I mean he's good to you."
The grievances that Jiang Shiyue had suppressed for ten days suddenly burst out.
She was not close to Ye Wenjun, and the information about her parents in her tampered memories was fragmentary.
But, after all, Ye Wenjun is definitely the original owner's mother, and at this time she stands on Chen Shanhe's side and speaks for him.
Jiang Shiyue inexplicably felt unbearable and sneered, "I don't know what he said to you or how he invited you here. But I know that he sent me in personally. The crime is espionage. You are engaged in confidentiality work, so you should know what this crime means. He thinks I am a traitor to the country!"
“Because we…”
"No!" Jiang Shiyue interrupted Ye Wenjun's explanation with a cold voice, "Yes, the political review materials you provided may be false. But he and I are husband and wife, and he doesn't believe me. If he doesn't even believe me, how can we talk about love?"
It seemed like everyone was telling her how much Chen Shanhe cared about her and how good he was to her.
But no one asked her how she got in.
No one asked her how she felt about being almost accused of treason.
Everyone was talking about how Chen Shanhe had no choice.
Yes, I can understand it intellectually, but not emotionally.
She was not with Chen Shanhe for rational reasons.
Ye Wenjun was stunned.
She and Lao Jiang appeared in front of Jiang Shiyue. Jiang Shiyue couldn't say that he remained calm, but he was just a little surprised.
Old Jiang told Jiang Shiyue how their family was separated from each other, but Jiang Shiyue was indifferent, as if he was just listening to a story.
Even though I know that my parents are engaged in scientific research and work that requires a very high level of confidentiality, I remain indifferent.
I only said the word Chen Shanhe, but she reacted so strongly.
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