"Mom, the team has entered the championship game. I will command the team on the sidelines. I will reserve two tickets for you at the ticket office. The following is the address."

A simple sentence is stiff and rigid, without emotions or waves hidden in it, and you cannot feel any vitality. Even work emails, the tone of business may not be so dull, just like a dead fish lying on the chopping board without any fun and making the above remarks.

He knew that this was not the best way of expression, but he could not determine what was the best. He could not find a correct way of expression over and over again. However, he still hoped to send this text message, so things went so far. This was the only thing he could do now. In the end of hesitation and hesitation, he sent the text message out, and then waited for a reply that might never appear.

He himself also clearly understood how bad this text message was, so he didn't want to see his cell phone now, and fled from afar, far away from sight.

...

At this moment, on the east coast of the North American mainland, in an apartment in Flushing, New York, an old-fashioned black Nokia tablet illuminated, accompanied by a crisp text message prompt, and then the bright light dimmed again.

Jiang Wenjin, who was watching the replay of "My Fair Princess" through international channels, picked up his mobile phone and read the text message. He was chewing apples and stopped. He read the text message over and over again. The mixed emotions spread out on the tip of his tongue, but he was unable to react.

She was stunned in place, reading text messages over and over again, but just a few lines of words, she read them carefully word by word.

It seems that we can see the carefulness and repeated consideration behind those words. Even the deletion marks that do not exist at all are hidden in the restrained and awkward words and sentences - no one knows the son or mother. She knows that this is the strange Lu Yiqi, Lu Yiqi, who hides all emotions, Lu Yiqi, who fights alone outside and has to become stronger.

Even if he wins, even if he creates miracles, even if he is bathed in the glory, he will always go out and fight alone, and there is no one to inform the good news.

Inexplicably, the tip of his nose felt slightly sour, and his mouth was full of bitterness and burst open. He couldn't help but close his eyes in panic, enduring the bitter and fierce impact of his nose, suppressing his emotions, chewing the apple in big mouthfuls, trying to use such actions to hide his panic and embarrassment, but the heart that hit his chest was vaguely ached. Those embarrassed things could not be concealed at all, and the action of biting the apple stopped like this.

She also misses Lu Yiqi. She also misses her son.

Jiang Wenjin has never liked Lu Yiqi to play rugby.

To be precise, it is not for rugby, but for all sports, because Jiang Wenjin does not think that becoming a professional player is the future of life.

Sports, as a hobby, there is no problem, extracurricular activities to strengthen the body are necessary. She also likes to see her son go out to exercise, grow up healthily, and make friends; but as a career plan, this seems unreliable - whether in her hometown in China or in Chinatown, New York, Jiang Wenjin has never heard of any child who can become a successful professional player and have a stable life.

What's more, since elementary school, Lu Yiqi's body was covered in bruises every time he returned from rugby training, with bruises and bleeds, and sprains and falls were common. "Are you going to fight or train?" Jiang Wenjin was full of confusion, feeling sorry for the bruises on the child's body, and he had no good feelings for rugby.

However, Lu Yiqi's academic performance has never been affected, and his rugby life can help apply for college. In addition, Lu Yiqi repeatedly expressed that he really liked it, rather than being bullied and bullied at school, Jiang Wenjin did not strictly prohibit it, allowing Lu Yiqi's rugby career to continue.

However, when Lu Yiqi graduated from university and said that he had given up becoming a reporter and was preparing to become a football coach, Jiang Wenjin couldn't help but start thinking: Did he do something wrong? Maybe when he was in middle school, he should have stopped Lu Yiqi and cut off all possibilities, so will things be different?

Jiang Wenjin hopes that Lu Yiqi can pick up those unrealistic random thoughts, find a stable job, plan a career, then get married, have children, have a family, and have a life. If possible, it would be better to be able to buy a house in New York or New Jersey and take root in real way.

This is all her wish: to spend her life peacefully.

What's wrong with this?

What's wrong with this?

Jiang Wenjin doesn't understand.

Now, Jiang Wenjin still cannot understand Lu Yiqi's thoughts, but gradually, text messages and games one by one, Lu Yiqi persisted in reporting on his efforts and changes over the years, and continued to make progress on the road of a football coach. She began to feel Lu Yiqi's mood:

He is working hard towards his goals, working hard in his own way, and seeing the future step by step. Although it is difficult, although unknown, although difficult... but this is indeed something he longs for from the bottom of his heart, and he is also working hard to realize it.

Does this sound familiar?

Back then, Lu Jiayan decided to cross the Pacific Ocean to come to this strange land, and to build a sky for them and children. Isn’t that the same?

No one knows whether this will succeed, no one knows what is waiting for them in this land. The family just understood a vague concept in a daze, and then hesitatedly asked, "Do you have to do this? Is there no better choice? Can't you work hard at home safely?"

Those question marks, one after another, will never end, and the couple cannot give an answer.

But Jiang Wenjin still chose to stand beside Lu Jiayan and followed Lu Jiayan to the other side of the ocean, opening up a new world here.

Is Lu Yiqi following in his parents' footsteps now?

"But why does it have to be professional sports? Can't journalists do it? Can't he make a career in the news media industry? Doesn't everyone say that New York is the media center of the world? Why do you have to choose a coach?"

Jiang Wenjin still has countless confusions.

However, today when reading this text message from Lu Yiqi, Jiang Wenjin had an idea:

If she was willing to stand by Lu Yiqi and expressed her support, just like she supported Lu Jiayan at the beginning, then can she reduce some burden for Lu Yiqi? Can the relationship between their family of three be improved? Can Lu Yiqi pursue her career more focusedly?
Chapter completed!