mrs. xiaotong was an interesting person. if you were to extract a few labels from her life, the first one would definitely be âfree-spirited.â
at the age of seventeen, she traveled all around china, and by nineteen, she was already in a romantic relationship and married. at the age of twenty, she gave birth to jiang heng, and her life was like stepping on the accelerator pedal, racing forward.
âmy maternal grandfather was one of the first university graduates in new china. he was a fairly good engineer after graduation and met my grandmother when he was involved in a relatively significant confidential project. my mother was born when my grandmother was in her mid-thirties.â jiang heng drove onto the main road and casually lowered the volume of the sound system. then he continued, âmy maternal grandfather had a broad perspective, and he didnât have the traditional mindset of favoring sons over daughters. so, he raised my mom to be quite⦠free-spirited.â
jiang heng smiled and added, almost as if he was reporting a minor offense, âon my eighth birthday, she bought a cake taller than me at the time as a surprise. however, while setting up the surprise at home, she couldnât resist the temptation of the cake and ended up cutting a piece for herself. she even accidentally broke the chocolate sign that had my name on it while cutting the cake. to cover up her tracks, she inserted the chocolate piece into the cake and claimed it was like that from the beginning.â
ji yao chuckled. âreally? didnât you cry?â
âwhatâs the big deal?â jiang heng said casually. âthinking about it now, it was quite childish, but it was all good fun.â
mrs. xiaotong got married early and gave birth to jiang heng before she had fully grown up. instances like this, where she didnât pay attention to details, were common. there was even a time when she mistook her business ledger for jiang hengâs notebook when packing his school bag. this mistake led to jiang heng having to write an extra composition the next day.
after that incident, jiang heng didnât dare to let his mum pack his school bag again, and he developed a strong sense of self-reliance.
âmy mom loves to have fun,â jiang heng paused, seeming to think that his previous statement might be misconstrued, so he added, âitâs different from people like us. my mom is good at swimming, martial arts, and all sorts of outdoor activities. when she was younger, she would often drag me out to play whenever she was in the mood, and there was no stopping her.â
this was the first time ji yao had heard jiang heng talk about his childhood, and it felt quite refreshing. he couldnât help but turn his head to look at jiang hengâs profile and asked eagerly, âhow old were you back then?â
âabout eight or nine years old? i had just started primary school.â jiang heng smiled. âspeaking of which, did you ever receive those notices from school during summer and winter vacations, telling parents to supervise their children and not let them play near rivers or go to internet cafes or video arcades?â
âyes,â ji yao nodded.
âi actually signed those notices myself. my mum didnât care about them. she believed that children had their own nature, and if they were inclined to misbehave, they would do it no matter what. if they werenât, it didnât matter where you took them.â jiang heng said, âmy skill in playing billiards was taught by her. the first time i touched a pool cue, i was quite young.â
ji yao, ââ¦â
ji yao couldnât help but be surprised at mrs. xiaotongâs parenting style. he had grown up in a traditional family with strict rules, so hearing about jiang hengâs motherâs approach was both unimaginable and slightly enviable.
âdidnât you feel envious of other kids when you were in school?â ji yao couldnât help but wonder. âhaving a mom like that?â
âyes,â jiang heng burst into laughter. âwhen i was in elementary school, she attended a parent-teacher conference, and my classmates thought she was my sister.â
âin elementary school?â ji yao laughed. âthey didnât think the same in middle school?â
âno,â jiang hengâs smile faded slightly. âi didnât meet with my mum as often in middle school.â
ji yao raised an eyebrow in curiosity. âwhyâs that?â
âitâs not a big deal. my grandfather didnât approve of my mom getting married so early, and he didnât like the man she chose. but during her rebellious phase, the more my grandfather objected, the more she wanted to get married. in the end, he didnât stop her and agreed.â jiang heng explained, âhowever, her choice in men wasnât great. she was too young and was easily deceived. later, her marriage wasnât very happy.â
the conversation suddenly took a somber turn, and ji yao regretted asking that question. however, jiang heng didnât seem to be bothered by it. his momentary discomfort only lasted for a brief moment before he returned to normal.
âbut she managed to make the right decision in time,â jiang heng continued. âby the way, give me a cigarette?â
jiang heng was driving, so ji yao reached into the glove compartment and handed him half a pack of cigarettes.
âdo you really want one?â ji yao asked.
âjust one,â jiang heng negotiated with ji yao. âiâve had a headache after listening to the court proceedings all day.â
neither ji yao nor jiang heng had a smoking habit, but they occasionally used cigarettes as a way to relieve stress. in their high-pressure jobs, it was sometimes necessary to have a small release.
ji yao took a cigarette from the pack, contemplated for a moment, and instead of giving it to jiang heng, he lit it himself.
he bit the cigarette with his teeth, tightened his grip, and brought it closer to the flame.
jiang heng noticed ji yaoâs actions and, without stopping him, slowed down the carâs speed. he saw what ji yao was trying to do.
after lighting the cigarette, ji yao took a puff to make sure it was lit before passing it to jiang heng.
âtaking advantage of me?â jiang heng chuckled.
âwell, thatâs the only way to light it,â ji yao replied seriously.
jiang heng smiled and didnât expose him any further. he accepted the cigarette, then opened the car window slightly to let the smoke drift out. after that, he continued their previous conversation.
âanyway, she married a french businessman of italian descent a few years ago, and now sheâs living well abroad. sheâs also happy. heâs a year younger than her, but he treats her very well. according to my mom, they are soulmates.â
âthatâs good,â ji yao sighed in relief.
he had been worried that he might say something to trigger painful memories for jiang heng, but hearing that his mother had found happiness brought some comfort.
âare you still nervous?â jiang heng asked.
ji yao checked his feelings and found that he was indeed feeling much better. he shook his head honestly.
jiang heng smiled and didnât say anything more.
he drove ji yao to the airport and then led him to the underground level. ji yao initially thought he was going to buy a gift for mrs. xiaotong, but to his surprise, jiang heng took him to a watch store.
âhuh?â ji yao pointed to the other side and asked, âisnât the jewelry store over there?â
âyeah, i know,â jiang heng said.
ji yao glanced around, feeling puzzled. he had seen the storeâs logo before entering, and while the store wasnât exactly affordable, it seemed like an unusual choice for a giftâespecially since, although jiang heng hadnât said it outright, it was evident from his words that mrs. xiaotong was well off.
could it be that jiang heng had changed his taste? ji yao wondered.
he followed jiang heng to the counter, and the salesperson handed jiang heng a square-shaped watch box.
jiang heng opened the box, revealing a mechanical watch with a deep blue leather strap inside. the watch had a simple and clean design with a white dial and gold frame, adorned only with a small moon phase wheel.
âgive me your hand,â jiang heng said.
ji yao instinctively extended his hand, but he quickly pulled it back before jiang heng could put the watch on his wrist.
âdid you buy it for me?â ji yao asked.
âwho else would it be for?â jiang heng held the watch and smiled. âis there anyone else here besides you and me?â
ji yao, feeling a bit awkward, patted jiang hengâs hand lightly. âyou donât have to look at me, keep an eye out for your mom! what if we miss her?â
jiang heng thought for a moment and, before he could respond, he heard someone not far behind them calling his name.
âhengâhengâ!â