Wasn’t this all for the day I’d finally have the power to control my own love life, my own destiny? I thought I was strong enough, but it turns out I’m still not. We went through so much, fought so hard to get back together, but with one blow from my mother, it was all ruined.
He was exceptionally desperate.
His mother had never seen her son look so gloomy and spiritless before. Terrified, she stamred, "Son... Xiaojue, Mom’s begging you, please stop drinking... Get up. Whatever you want to do, Mom will agree to it..."
"Fine, then go and get Xixi back... Go and bring Xixi back to ..."
His mother looked crestfallen, unable to respond.
"Go on... Go on... Tell Xixi to co back... You all opposed when I wanted to marry her... You opposed when I got a marriage certificate... Now, you’ve finally driven her away, are you satisfied now? Are you happy now?"
"..."
"If you didn’t approve of her, you could have told ... Why didn’t you tell ? Why did you always go behind my back when I wasn’t around? I’ve compromised ti and ti again to satisfy you, but Mom, have you ever once thought about my feelings?"
Suddenly, he collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Son... Son... Oh, my son..."
"Mom, I’m in so much pain... I’m suffering so much... Why did you do this? Why? What’s so wrong with Xixi? Why can’t you just accept her?"
His mother was simply unable to answer.
"I’ve listened to you my whole life, and I’ve never given you or Dad any trouble. But why can’t you let make my own decision just once? Why? I like Xixi... I just like her, is that so wrong?"
"..."
"I’ve always been a filial son to you both. Can’t you make one small sacrifice for ? Why does it only count if you’re satisfied? Doesn’t it matter if I’m satisfied?"
He shakily stood up, reeking of alcohol that filled the air.
Seeing her son like this, his mother was heartbroken and started crying, "Son, I did it for your own good... You’ve always been the pride of our family; I didn’t want a woman like that to tarnish your reputation... Son, you can find soone better. Why can’t you just wake up?"
"There won’t be... No one is better than Xixi... Fine! As you wish! I won’t get married in this lifeti! You’re not satisfied with the one I find? Well, I’ll absolutely never be satisfied with anyone you find for ! I’ll grant your wish—I’ll never marry again!"
He glared at her fiercely, then his body swayed, and he collapsed to the floor.
"Son... Son... Oh God, son, wake up..."
In the midst of the chaos, Huang Xiaojue’s father strode in.
His mother, frightened and alard, cried out, "Old man, what’s wrong with our son? Should we take him to the hospital? We can’t delay!"
His father shook his head. "He’s fine, he’s just drunk too much. He’ll be alright after he sleeps it off."
The two of them, flustered and clumsy, managed to move Huang Xiaojue to the bed. He had drunk far too much and began to vomit relentlessly. The foul stench quickly filled the room. After they finally managed to get him settled and he stopped vomiting, he fell into a stupor. The elderly couple were nearly collapsing from exhaustion themselves.
Only then did they notice the countless small items scattered everywhere—clothes, bags, jewelry, shoes... As his mother looked through them one by one, an indescribable feeling stirred within her. So many things... All these were gifts my son gave to Yan Xixi. Though I always knew he was deeply in love with her, that she had him completely wrapped around her finger, and that he was never stingy when it ca to her, I still never imagined he’d given her this much.
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