Chapter 38: Knot

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The more painful, the clearer that shadow!
The more painful, the more vivid that shadow!
For a time, it seemed as though Hughes, the mother of Cynthia, had suffered all these fourteen years. That feeling is like falling into a dark deep well that can never touch the bottom, while the eyes and hands are trying in vain to the circle of light directly above...
Hughes deeply realized the kind of silent despair. He suddenly thought that perhaps the circle of light that Cynthia’s mother wanted to reach out and grasp was herself, the only breath in her body that came from her life!
When this reason was found, Hughes's chaotic heart gradually calmed down. He tried to open his mouth, and found that the corners of his mouth were bitter, which was the remaining heartache after the tears drained.
At this time, the mother's words narrated by Nalco who didn't know when to come in were like a kind of nourishment, which provided sufficient power for the reason he found for Hughes. The seeds of affection quickly grew up in a short period of time, spreading branches, and then crawling across the heart.
There was only one voice left in my chest: "So, let me have another mother!"
So, there was a sentence that passed Nalco's side, a sentence that made him very happy.
Hughes walked out of the bedroom and saw the lady who was whimpering on her knee. He walked over gently, knelt down gently, stretched out his hands, put his arms around the neck of the lady, and leaned his face to the side of the lady. .
When her fingertips touched her, she was startled, and just looking up, she saw Hughes looking at herself with tears. She couldn't believe it, she couldn't believe the scene before her, or she couldn't believe it, happiness came so fast.
"From today on, you are also my mother." Hughes hugged the stunned lady lightly and whispered in her ear.
"My child~my child~~my child~~", feeling the temperature of Hughes' fingertips, Mrs. Cynthia shuddered. Immediately, she stretched out her arms and used all her strength to embrace her fourteen-year dream, like tears pouring from the spring, and the person crying sadly, the fiery feelings, at this moment, all burst out, nothing Reserved.
The lady kept using her own face to go to Moses’s face, and from time to time held her face with both hands and looked at it carefully, letting tears flow without blinking her eyes, she kept kissing Kiss, forehead, eyes, eyebrows, Cheeks, chin... She didn't let go, she hugged him tightly, as if to incorporate Hughes into her body.
The motherly love of Mrs. Cynthia was blocked by the heart-knotted dam for too long. Now, with only a slight gap, the turbulent force can no longer be blocked, like the tide, drowning Hughes.
Nalco was watching at the door of the bedroom. This moving scene made him a middle-aged man, and he was sighing, his eyes always wet.
I don't know how long this kind of love exchange lasted. Under the consolation of Hughes, Mrs. Cynthia finally broke into tears. The peerless face made Nalco, who had known her for more than ten years, also dull. This is the truly happy smile in life, and this is the most beautiful smile in the world presented by mothers with children.
Witnessing the unraveling of the two's hearts, Nalco came over and sat on the sofa opposite them. Husband wanted to sit over, but how could the mother who had just got the child willingly let go of him? That seemingly slender arm, at this time, had the power of Hercules, and pulled Huss dead, without letting him go in one step. .
"Hug you, your mother's world will be full of light!" Madam Cynthia said to the embarrassed Huss.
"But, I stink!" Hughes blushed.
That's right, he hasn't taken a bath before coming in. In fact, he hadn't taken a bath in three days, and the smell of sweat on his body was strong. But the lady has a faint fragrance, which is very good. When Qingxiang mixed with his own sweat and smell, after entering the nose of Hughes, he felt that he could not continue this way. He must wash the bath first!
Mrs. Cynthia tapped on Hughes and smiled, "This is the smell of a little man."
Nalco also blushed old. He is as steady as he is, and he has long forgotten the matter. As soon as Hughes mentioned it, his nose immediately smelled the smell of covering his nose and frowning. Nalco stood up immediately, accused himself, and hurried towards himself and Ram's room. By the way, he also pulled Ram who had been loyal to the door to take a shower.
Although his wife didn't mind, Hughes felt that it could not be tolerated for a moment. He insisted on going to take a bath first. What surprised him was that his wife was going to help him wash!
Hughes cannot of course agree: "Mother, I am already 14 years old and I have been taking a bath alone."
"Which is it? Since you admit that I am your mother, the mother helps the child to bathe. Does anyone dare to say that wrong?"
"Oh no, mother, I'm not used to in front of others!" Hughes shouted, because his wife was already helping him unbutton his shirt.
"Don't make trouble, you grow so big, I haven't seen your body yet. As a mother, it's really negligent. Don't move, I must bathe you today!" Madam's tone was quite firm.
"Oh no..." Hughes would cry in embarrassment. The mother who was still in the city of Glory hadn't bathed him in years. He couldn't accept the new mother's love.
The two of them chased from the living room to the bathroom of the bedroom, and Mrs. Cynthia was unwilling to give up the opportunity to help her son take a bath easily, forcing Hughes to suffer miserably.
Looking at her firm look and reddish eyes, Hughes knew that she might have to surrender today, so she sighed and persuaded, "Well, okay, but, mother, will you go out first? I myself Take off your clothes and wait for me to get into the bathtub. You can take a bath for me again. That's fine."
Seeing her mother still a little unwilling, Hughes quickly made a gesture of begging for mercy and added another sentence: "Mother, I am really not used to in front of others!"
The tone of this sentence already feels like a child is coquettish. Mrs. Cynthia suddenly felt a burst of joy, and her eyes were sour. She didn't want her son to see her tears again, and quickly turned her head away. Hughes certainly saw this scene, but he only felt warm.
Gently supported her mother to send her out of the bathroom door, then half-covered the door to release water, undressed, and then gently slid into the water. However, he immediately discovered that a very shallow bathtub could not cover his body even if it was filled with water, so he immediately turned his head to look around, looking for the kind of bathing hygiene products that can foam and smell.
Sure enough, the bathroom of this high-end hotel has this. Hughes immediately poured a lot in the water and whipped it with his hands. The full bubble of foam would immediately float up, covering his body tightly.
Hughes was satisfied, humming an unknown minor: "The sage's invention is good..."
At this time, the mother also came in and saw the bubble that was about to drown. She glared at Hughs with a weird look, and began to scoop the bubble out with a pot.
Hughes was embarrassed, so he had to shrink down as much as possible.
Fortunately, my mother still counted on the little man's face, and she didn't wipe it out completely. When the foam was flush with the edge of the bathtub, she didn't continue to do anything. This finally relieved Hughes. If he continued to do so, he wondered if he would protest. Anyway, if it was at home, Mrs. Betty would do so, he must resist.
Covering Hughes's hair with cotton pads, Mrs. Cynthia picked up another cotton pad and started scrubbing them. The movement was so gentle, so comfortable, and the tiredness accumulated during the past thirty days of travel emanated from all parts of the body, and Hughes was asleep.
Mrs. Cynthia found it stunned, then kissed Hughes's cheek distressedly, and continued her hand. However, the intensity is lighter and softer.
...
"Ah~" Hughes didn't know how long he slept. At some point, he suddenly woke up and naturally stood up, ready to step out of the bathtub.
Suddenly, his eyes straightened, then he quickly retracted his legs with a scream and retracted back into the water.
"Why are you still here?" Hughes asked awkwardly, his face showing through. He knew for himself that the step just now must have exposed everything. Thinking of this behavior in front of a peerless beauty, even if the other person is his mother's identity, he is still shy.
"Hehe~", Mrs. Cynthia was happy, "I've been here. Great body, Hughes, there will be many girls chasing you in the future, I promise."
Hughes was speechless, and he realized that the new mother and Mrs. Betty had completely different personalities.
Mrs. Betty is an authentic and well-known lady. She tells the rules in everything, and she has always been elegant and calm. And this lady Cynthia seemed a little wild. The slightly dreary lady's performance before was more like a disguise, and now such an informal behavior is what she really looks like.
"Okay, come out, you have been sleeping for almost three hours, and you will have dinner soon. Come out soon, and I will wash your hair!" Mrs. Cynthia patted Hughes' head intimately, first One step out.
Turning his head to look at her full of energy, Hughes moved from the bottom of his heart. He clearly felt that for the new mother, his appearance was not less than the advent of the God of Light on the mainland, that was complete salvation and light.
"If you can be happy, then I am willing to do more!" Hughes clenched his fists secretly promised.
In the case of shampooing, Mrs. Cynthia also experienced it personally, and seemed to be using every minute to compensate for the regret that she could not care for her children in the past 14 years.
For Cynthia’s mother’s love, Hughes felt that language was not enough to express his gratitude. He had no choice but to communicate with his mother from time to time with a loving look, and feel at ease to enjoy the happiness of a child cared for by his mother. This is also the mother's greatest happiness.
After spending a lot of time, Mrs. Cynthia reassembled the poor-looking Hughes into a handsome young man with a neat appearance. After several rounds around Hughes, Cynthiaf stopped his hand with satisfaction, smiled and nodded, and praised.
"What a handsome man!" Cynthia's mother folded her backs to her chest and praised her heartily.
And Hughes, after such a long period of toss, the original little shyness is now gone. In fact, his praise for the new mother was numb, even a little helpless.
"Okay, mother, we can eat now. I'm hungry. Nalco, they should also be in a hurry. Go quickly." Hughes asked.
"Why should we eat with them? Isn't our mother eating well? I have asked them to eat first." Cynthia was a little dissatisfied. In her eyes at this time, all of Hughes's free time Time should be dedicated to her, and no one can come to grab it, nor can a close guard like Nalco.
Hughes was speechless, but fortunately he could understand Cynthia’s mother’s mood, thinking for a moment, and nodding, as if he had approved the decision.
Cynthia's mother's eyebrows were stretched out again, and she was glad to take Hughes's hand to her room. She also instructed the waitress waiting outside the door to pack all Hughes' luggage and send it to the small white two-story building where she lived alone.
The dishes for dinner are very rich. There are more than a dozen plates on the square table in front of them, and there are many dishes that Hughes can't name. These dishes are very delicate and smell very fragrant.
Hughes was hungry and reached out without waiting for the staple food. If she was in Guangyao’s home, Betty would definitely hit his hand, but at this square table, Cynthia’s mother just looked at him tenderly and lovingly, and there was no meaning to prevent it, as if this was normal. .
After a meal for nearly an hour, Hughes' stomach bulged. He finished the last bite of soup with satisfaction, shifted his belly to the sofa not far away, leaned lazily on it, and beat two full hiccups.
"Are you satisfied with the food?" Mrs. Cynthia herself was still in the standard lady's dining posture. She has developed this habit for more than ten years, and it has become a habit. She waited for Hughes to finish the meal, then wiped her mouth with the napkin nearby gracefully, then went outside to greet the maid to clean up the dishes, and finally came to Hughes and sat down.
"It's very delicious. I have never seen three dishes, but the taste is indeed as exquisite as they are. I like it very much." Hughes said with a smile. This time, although it can't be said that he has eaten the best meal, it must have been the most comfortable. Throughout the meal, no one ran to the side and told him that the posture was wrong, so it was impolite to reach out. So he was extremely happy.
"Just like it, those three dishes have only recently become popular in the aristocratic family of Wangdu, and the taste is not bad." Mrs. Cynthia was happy when she saw her son, and reminded herself secretly that she should make more fresh these days. Taste the dishes for his son.
"Come here with me at this time, Hughes, are you going to study at Wangjia Warrior Academy?" Mrs. Cynthia asked Hughes. Although it is a question, her tone undoubtedly carries a positive feeling.
"Yes, three days later, hehe, we originally planned to live somewhere else because it was too expensive. Fortunately, I still have some money and I don't want to run more, otherwise I really can't touch you." Xiu Si thought of the previous scene and laughed. This kind of meeting, in the final analysis, has to be said to be God's will.
A seemingly inconspicuous and lazy choice, but ultimately a pair of mother and son in love, I am afraid that few people can believe it.
Mrs. Cynthia also smiled, and the news made her very happy: "Thurs is awesome. It seems that you have achieved success in arrogance. It is really a hardworking child. There will be successors to the Houghton family. Gal must be very happy.
"A little bit!" Hughes said with a chuckle, he was not too embarrassed to mention this now.
In fact, since he once again found that his proud accomplishment was not as good as a rogue gangster, he would not be proud of being beaten again and again in a short time. Because of the reality, he understands that other people in combat will not care whether you are a genius, or just how old you are to be angry. The result of the battle only depends on which of the two is more aggressive and has nothing to do with age.
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