Hu Jun's lips curved into a smile; he had his own direction and goals in life and didn't care about gossip.
He took out his phone and shared his girlfriend's WeChat contact with his mom.
Far away in a small town, in a two-story house somewhere.
When Mrs. Hu saw the contact card, she was dumbfounded. The profile picture was a calm and serene lotus, paired with the nickname "Heart Like Still Water."
Hu Jun eagerly said, "Mom, she's a really nice person. You should chat with her, maybe you two have common interests."
Mrs. Hu hesitated for a few seconds: "Son, I'm afraid."
Hu Jun frowned, "You're my mom, what is there to be afraid of? She should be the one who's afraid!"
Mrs. Hu finally voiced her concern: "Looking at this profile picture, I'm worried she might be my classmate."
Hu Jun was nonchalant: "Mom, even if she's your classmate, it doesn't matter. You both can talk about your own things, you call her an old classmate, and she'll call you mom."
Mrs. Hu fell silent.
