You Are My Rare Passion

"Hello, Auntie." She smiled and sat down opposite Mother Lu.

"Hello," Mother Lu smiled kindly, "What would you like to drink?"

Gu Yiman said: "Just a glass of lemonade."

She called the waiter in, ordered a glass of lemonade, and asked Mother Lu: "Auntie, do you want anything else?"

Mother Lu came early and had a cup of coffee in front of her.

Mother Lu said, "No need."

Soon the waiter brought a glass of lemonade and then backed out.

Mother Lu looked at the time and said, "I have two surgeries scheduled today. Time is limited, so I won't be polite to you. Can I just tell you?"

"Okay," Gu Yiman smiled politely, "Auntie, if you have anything to say, feel free to tell me."

Mother Lu was quite satisfied with Gu Yiman's appearance, demeanor, and behavior, but it was a pity...

She shook her head regretfully: "Miss Gu, I already know the relationship between you and my son. I invited you here because I want to tell you that I don't want you to be with my son. A marriage that is not blessed by the elders is You won't be happy, so I hope you can break up with my son."

Gu Yiman's heart suddenly went cold.

She was a little at a loss, more frustrated than at a loss.

What happened to her?

Been cursed?

She just wanted to have a good relationship, why didn't it go smoothly?

Her heart was cold, but her face remained calm. She asked Mother Lu calmly: "Auntie, can I ask the reason?"

"Of course," Mother Lu said sincerely, "I heard people say that Miss Gu has asthma. Asthma is a disease that cannot be cured in life. As a mother, I hope that my son's life can be smoother. I don't I hope Jing Huan will marry a sick wife.

He is a policeman and his work is very stressful. He needs a good housekeeper to help him take care of his housework and allow him to concentrate on his work.

However, if you are sick, after you get married, you may not only be unable to help him, but you may also hold him back, making his life very tiring. "

She looked into Gu Yiman's eyes sincerely and said, "Miss Gu, please forgive me for being abrupt. As a mother, I have to make plans for my son. Please understand."

Gu Yiman calmed down and looked at her calmly, "Auntie, I can understand your mood, but I did have allergic asthma when I was a child, but the doctor said that I didn't have ordinary asthma, but low immunity. I haven’t had an allergic asthma attack since my resistance improved, and it’s been more than ten years since my last attack.”

"Isn't that so?" Mother Lu looked at her carefully and said, "Miss Gu, as far as I know, you were sent to the hospital because of an illness some time ago."

Gu Yiman was stunned for a moment, "Yes, but that time it was because I was too angry and mistakenly thought I was ill. It was my misunderstanding. I was not really ill."

"I know, Jing Huan said, the doctor said you have dissociative conversion disorder," Mother Lu crossed her hands, as she did when the doctor diagnosed the patient, "Miss Gu, have you ever thought about it, mental illness is worse than physical illness The disease is more terrible!"

She looked at Gu Yiman carefully for a moment and said slowly: "Miss Gu, with all due respect, I wonder if anyone in your family has this disease? For example, your parents, brothers and sisters, and you..."

"What do you mean?" Gu Yiman slammed the table and stood up, his pretty face turned red with anger, "You're going too far!"