When I opened my eyes again, it was dawn and my mother was nowhere to be seen. I stood up in panic and saw a figure standing on the balcony.
My mother changed her suit and stood upright with her hands behind her back. If it weren't for the morning breeze blowing her hair and floating in the air, she might have thought she had become a statue at this time.
Mom... I shouted, and Mom turned around, with a hint of fatigue on her face and said: Go home.
After leaving the hotel, my mother's attitude was as if everything had never happened, but I knew that my mother must be very complicated inside. Looking at her driving absent-mindedly with dark circles, my heart was also very complicated inside.
Everything I did last night is vivid in my mind. Judging from my mother's reaction, I almost became stronger than my mother. No, although my mother is very resistant on the surface, but if she really wants to resist, how could I succeed?
You know, when my mother was inserted for the first time, she still made me feel scared.
In other words, my mother resisted physically, but in fact she chose to obey in her heart, it was not right. My mother said that she only had maternal love for me, and in my mother's opinion, there was no love between me and her at all.
Then there is only one answer left, but this answer is too cruel for my mother, or is it wrong, it is just that I am unwilling to face this answer directly. Thinking of this, a sentence my mother said last night flashed back to my mind: Love is the effort between two people, and it is the result of the mutual admiration of two people.
My mother gave everything to me, so will I be rewarded?Maybe there is.What about another condition?I know very well that there is no.
But I firmly believe that with my efforts, my mother will fall in love with me one day, so after I got home, I began to be attentive, getting up early every day to cook breakfast for my mother. In the afternoon, while my mother was not off work, she went out to buy vegetables and cook. My mother's reaction was also beyond my expectations and did not stop me. She spent a week with me. At noon that day, I was lying on the sofa and learning to cook with the food blogger, but my mother suddenly opened the door early and returned home.
Mom, I got off work so early today?I haven't had time to buy groceries yet!I sat up from the sofa and said to my mother. My mother glanced at me and spoke lightly:
Come with me and take you to a place.
Where to go?
You will know when you go.
This scene seems familiar, but the results are very different. My mother took me to a tall building in the center of Wanda Plaza in the city center, and took the elevator to the fifth floor. In the hall, a few big words came into view:
Haoyi Boxing International Club
Mom...why did you bring me here for Ah?I asked at my mother, and my mother glanced at me.
Aren't you bored for a day?Find something for you to do.
As we walked into the club, the scene of students punching sandbags gradually appeared in our vision. They kept making humming and haha sounds. What made me even more trembling was that in the ring in the training ground, two boxers with boxing gloves were already fighting to the point of blood.
To be honest, I don’t like this kind of intense exercise, and I have thin arms and legs. I’m not trying to find abuse to Ah, but it’s hard to tell my mother clearly. After all, men can’t say that they can’t do it.
Mom, actually... I'm not doing anything.
My mother ignored me and visited outside the training ground. As she walked, one of the people in the boxing ring punched the other person on the cheek. Then she was hit and fell straight down as if she had received some heavy blow. The boxer probably didn't expect to punch the other person and hurriedly threw off his gloves and knelt on one knee to pinch others.
Well... Mom, actually, I think learning to draw is good, and cultivating sentiment, mainly... I mean... I meant that mom I don't want to practice boxing, but my mother interrupted me, and a meaningful smile rose upwards:
Are you scared?
I smiled and waved my hand and replied: It’s not that I’m afraid, but this exercise doesn’t feel suitable for me.
Mom asked back: What exercise do you think is suitable for you?
Well... um... I um... I ummed for a long time but didn't get any results. Mom looked at me with a squint for a while, then turned around and left. I hurriedly caught up. Mom, why are you leaving again?
Mom stopped and turned around and said: Don’t you don’t like this sport?
I like it~ I pleased it, thinking that my mother was so strange. Whether it was the place I brought me here or the tone of speaking, it always made me feel different from the past.
My mother continued to walk into the boxing gym and asked expressionlessly as she looked at the training scene: Do you know why I brought you here?
I don’t know... I answered subconsciously and changed my words immediately: Mom hopes that I can become strong, and if I ask others to trouble me in the future, I can fight back.
You were wrong, mom shook her head and said: Life lies in exercise. Mom hopes that you can achieve the goal of strengthening your body through exercise, and at the same time change your depression and improve your self-confidence. As for the skills brought by this sport, it is not that important. Of course, if you are in trouble one day, you have more choices to deal with it.
I understand mom, but why is it boxing instead of other sports?Is there anything special about this sport?
What kind of exercise is not important, the key is the purpose, but... Mom changed the subject: But Mom has a friend here, and she can just get a discount.
……
My mother's slightly playful side really made me feel uncomfortable, but she seemed to be in a good mood, at least not as bad as the previous two days.
In fact, I feel very repulsive about this sport, but after all, my mother brought me in person. Even if I hate it, I will grit my teeth and swallow it. As long as my mother feels comfortable.
Then my mother took me to meet her friend. To my imagination, her friend was not the kind of big and thick man, but a middle-aged man who looked gentle. If he hadn't been wearing boxing training uniforms, I might have thought he was an art teacher.
After a conversation, I learned that my mother, a friend, was very good at origin. She won the gold belt in the National Boxing Championship. After retiring, she and several friends opened this boxing gym.
Then we confirmed the class time: from 2pm to 7pm every day, training will start from now.
After leaving the boxing gym, my mother took me to the driving school to sign up again, which means there is almost no entertainment time every day during this holiday. Although I was angry about this, I had no complaints. As long as my mother felt it was good, that would be fine.
Somehow, since I inserted my mother in the hotel last time, I have no desire for that aspect these days, as if I wanted to show my excellent side in front of my mother, although... I don’t have any unique advantages.
My mother changed her suit and stood upright with her hands behind her back. If it weren't for the morning breeze blowing her hair and floating in the air, she might have thought she had become a statue at this time.
Mom... I shouted, and Mom turned around, with a hint of fatigue on her face and said: Go home.
After leaving the hotel, my mother's attitude was as if everything had never happened, but I knew that my mother must be very complicated inside. Looking at her driving absent-mindedly with dark circles, my heart was also very complicated inside.
Everything I did last night is vivid in my mind. Judging from my mother's reaction, I almost became stronger than my mother. No, although my mother is very resistant on the surface, but if she really wants to resist, how could I succeed?
You know, when my mother was inserted for the first time, she still made me feel scared.
In other words, my mother resisted physically, but in fact she chose to obey in her heart, it was not right. My mother said that she only had maternal love for me, and in my mother's opinion, there was no love between me and her at all.
Then there is only one answer left, but this answer is too cruel for my mother, or is it wrong, it is just that I am unwilling to face this answer directly. Thinking of this, a sentence my mother said last night flashed back to my mind: Love is the effort between two people, and it is the result of the mutual admiration of two people.
My mother gave everything to me, so will I be rewarded?Maybe there is.What about another condition?I know very well that there is no.
But I firmly believe that with my efforts, my mother will fall in love with me one day, so after I got home, I began to be attentive, getting up early every day to cook breakfast for my mother. In the afternoon, while my mother was not off work, she went out to buy vegetables and cook. My mother's reaction was also beyond my expectations and did not stop me. She spent a week with me. At noon that day, I was lying on the sofa and learning to cook with the food blogger, but my mother suddenly opened the door early and returned home.
Mom, I got off work so early today?I haven't had time to buy groceries yet!I sat up from the sofa and said to my mother. My mother glanced at me and spoke lightly:
Come with me and take you to a place.
Where to go?
You will know when you go.
This scene seems familiar, but the results are very different. My mother took me to a tall building in the center of Wanda Plaza in the city center, and took the elevator to the fifth floor. In the hall, a few big words came into view:
Haoyi Boxing International Club
Mom...why did you bring me here for Ah?I asked at my mother, and my mother glanced at me.
Aren't you bored for a day?Find something for you to do.
As we walked into the club, the scene of students punching sandbags gradually appeared in our vision. They kept making humming and haha sounds. What made me even more trembling was that in the ring in the training ground, two boxers with boxing gloves were already fighting to the point of blood.
To be honest, I don’t like this kind of intense exercise, and I have thin arms and legs. I’m not trying to find abuse to Ah, but it’s hard to tell my mother clearly. After all, men can’t say that they can’t do it.
Mom, actually... I'm not doing anything.
My mother ignored me and visited outside the training ground. As she walked, one of the people in the boxing ring punched the other person on the cheek. Then she was hit and fell straight down as if she had received some heavy blow. The boxer probably didn't expect to punch the other person and hurriedly threw off his gloves and knelt on one knee to pinch others.
Well... Mom, actually, I think learning to draw is good, and cultivating sentiment, mainly... I mean... I meant that mom I don't want to practice boxing, but my mother interrupted me, and a meaningful smile rose upwards:
Are you scared?
I smiled and waved my hand and replied: It’s not that I’m afraid, but this exercise doesn’t feel suitable for me.
Mom asked back: What exercise do you think is suitable for you?
Well... um... I um... I ummed for a long time but didn't get any results. Mom looked at me with a squint for a while, then turned around and left. I hurriedly caught up. Mom, why are you leaving again?
Mom stopped and turned around and said: Don’t you don’t like this sport?
I like it~ I pleased it, thinking that my mother was so strange. Whether it was the place I brought me here or the tone of speaking, it always made me feel different from the past.
My mother continued to walk into the boxing gym and asked expressionlessly as she looked at the training scene: Do you know why I brought you here?
I don’t know... I answered subconsciously and changed my words immediately: Mom hopes that I can become strong, and if I ask others to trouble me in the future, I can fight back.
You were wrong, mom shook her head and said: Life lies in exercise. Mom hopes that you can achieve the goal of strengthening your body through exercise, and at the same time change your depression and improve your self-confidence. As for the skills brought by this sport, it is not that important. Of course, if you are in trouble one day, you have more choices to deal with it.
I understand mom, but why is it boxing instead of other sports?Is there anything special about this sport?
What kind of exercise is not important, the key is the purpose, but... Mom changed the subject: But Mom has a friend here, and she can just get a discount.
……
My mother's slightly playful side really made me feel uncomfortable, but she seemed to be in a good mood, at least not as bad as the previous two days.
In fact, I feel very repulsive about this sport, but after all, my mother brought me in person. Even if I hate it, I will grit my teeth and swallow it. As long as my mother feels comfortable.
Then my mother took me to meet her friend. To my imagination, her friend was not the kind of big and thick man, but a middle-aged man who looked gentle. If he hadn't been wearing boxing training uniforms, I might have thought he was an art teacher.
After a conversation, I learned that my mother, a friend, was very good at origin. She won the gold belt in the National Boxing Championship. After retiring, she and several friends opened this boxing gym.
Then we confirmed the class time: from 2pm to 7pm every day, training will start from now.
After leaving the boxing gym, my mother took me to the driving school to sign up again, which means there is almost no entertainment time every day during this holiday. Although I was angry about this, I had no complaints. As long as my mother felt it was good, that would be fine.
Somehow, since I inserted my mother in the hotel last time, I have no desire for that aspect these days, as if I wanted to show my excellent side in front of my mother, although... I don’t have any unique advantages.
![[Incestuous Novels] Absolute evolution - Mother and son, pistol text, orthopedics, foot fetish, wife, mother and daughter flowers, family bucket](/templates/nvshen/themes/img/thumb_1.png)