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Chapter 322 The child is her courage to fight against fate and adversity.

This kind of clarity is like a layer of invisible and intangible smoke that had been covering my mind before.

This layer of smoke imprisoned his thinking and growth.

Let him be like a child who will never grow up or think long-term.

But now, this layer of smoke has dispersed.

At this moment, everything that was originally imprisoned grew crazily like vines.

Many things and truths that I couldn't understand before are now clear to me.

Xie An slowly turned his gaze to the woman beside him.

He knew it was his mother.

He is in his fifties, but most of his hair is gray, and his eyebrows and eyes are full of vicissitudes and wrinkles.

This is the trace that time has brought to my mother, and it is also the trace of him who made her worry about him in the past.

Looking back on my past self, I was a contradictory person whose body was growing up and maturing, but whose mind was still stuck at 7 or 8 years old.

How worried and anxious my mother should be when faced with him like that.

My mother is very miserable, and fate has put too many hardships on her.

She was just a weak woman with little knowledge, but she still gritted her teeth and survived step by step in the face of the fate that gave her suffering.

Bring him up little by little.

His mother worked really hard and really loved him.

Recalling the look in his mother's eyes when she looked at him in the past, he couldn't understand it in the past, but now, he understands. Hidden in those weathered eyes are love and worry for him, as well as worries about his future.

Those eyes seemed to say: What will my children do if I am no longer here?
Thinking of this, Xie An's heart suddenly hurt, his eyes were slightly sore, and they instantly turned red.

Xie An looked at his mother. He knew that he had a fever since last night, and his mother must have been taking care of him and not have a good rest.

It seems that it has always been like this since childhood.

Whenever he gets sick, his mother stays up all night.

Xie An got up tiptoely, wanting to carry his mother to the bed to rest.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got out of bed, no matter how gently he moved, he still woke up a mother who was still thinking about her sick child even when she was asleep.

Aunt Juan woke up. The moment she saw Xie An, she immediately stood up and said, "An'an, you're awake. Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Because she had been sitting down before, and now she suddenly stood up, Aunt Juan felt dizzy and almost fell down.

"Mom, be careful." Xie An quickly supported her and made her sit on his bed.

Aunt Juan calmed down for a while, and then her eyes regained clarity.

"Mom is fine, she's just a little hypoglycemic."

"By the way, An'an, let mom touch you. Is your head still burning?"

"The fever is gone." Although he said this, Xie An still lowered his body as before, so that his mother could touch his forehead.

Aunt Juan first touched Xie An's forehead, and then touched her own forehead. She seemed to be thinking and comparing, and then she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, I don't have a fever anymore."

"Mom, I'm sorry for making you worry. I'm fine now." Xie An apologized.

"What are you sorry for? You are my son. Just be fine. Why are you sorry..." Aunt Juan waved her hand to indicate that it was nothing.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she felt that something was wrong.

She was stunned for a moment, her brows furrowed slightly, as if she was trying hard to figure out what was wrong.After a while, she seemed to suddenly realize something, and suddenly looked up at Xie An in front of her, her eyes slowly widening.

The son in front of him was tall, over 1.8 meters tall, and his face had the sharp edges of a mature man.

Her son is 28 years old, but Aunt Juan knows that his mind is only 7 or 8 years old. From birth, his mind is destined to stagnate at the age of 7 or 8.

When she first learned the truth, Aunt Juan broke down and cried. She felt that fate was too cruel to her. She had no love between her parents, her husband who finally fell in love with her passed away early, and her only son was mentally ill, just like others. What he said was a "fool".

But even if her son is what others call a fool, he is still her only spiritual support and support.

With An An around, she had the courage to continue walking and fight against fate and adversity.

Especially watching the child grow up day by day, becoming white and tender, Yuxue is cute, she can call her mother, hug her lovingly, and say that An An loves her mother so much.

At that time, her heart felt like a flower blooming in an instant. No matter how lonely she was, she could still hear the sound of flowers blooming.

At that time, she was happy and happy.

As her son grew bigger and better, Aunt Juan thought countless times how great it would be if her son could be like a normal person.

He is obviously so clean, pure, so simple and beautiful, and he deserves to have equal happiness like ordinary people.

But she also knew that this was a luxury.

When her son was old enough, she didn't plan to let An An marry a wife. She knew An An's situation and couldn't drag down other little girls.

But as she gets older, Aunt Juan will worry from time to time.

Worried that she is old and has left this world, what should her An An do?
Her An'an doesn't know what death is. He may feel that his mother abandoned him, leaving him alone in this world.

The child will look for his mother.

So what should she do with An An?
Countless times, Aunt Juan was too worried to sleep because of this reason.

And now...

Aunt Juan suddenly realized something was wrong. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the tall son in front of her who was also staring at her. Those words just now, especially the last sentence, were not like what An An, a child with a normal mind, could say.

The last words An An said were very abnormal, very abnormal, very abnormal, as if they were words that a normal person would say.

But her An An is not...

But soon, Aunt Juan remembered her son's recent changes.

A bold guess suddenly arose in my heart.

Together with this guess, her hands and her heart were trembling.

Even breathing became lighter.

She slowly said: "An'an, An'an, are you, have you already..."

Before she could say the next words, Xie An had already held his mother's hand and said with red eyes: "Yes, Mom, I'm fine. My mind is clear. I'm no longer a child."

Xie An's words confirmed Aunt Juan's suspicion, and she burst into tears.

Unable to bear it anymore, he hugged Xie An, but his hands kept shaking.

Xie An's breath was filled with the familiar smell of his mother.

He continued: "Mom, I am no longer a child. I have grown up. I am the only man in the family. In the future, I can really take care of the family, be filial to you, and protect you."

Aunt Juan wanted to say something after listening to this sentence, but she was choked up and couldn't say anything, as if she lost her voice for a moment.

Finally, she hugged Xie An tightly and said, "Mom, I don't want anything. As long as my An An is well and you get better, that's enough, that's enough..."

(End of this chapter)