Global Movie Emperor

Oneday...

"Kyle? I forgot where the jam is, but it must be in the drawer. You can find it for me. I'm frying eggs, I can't help it baby."

"Are you sure you put it in the drawer? I didn't find it, let me see if it's in the cabinet, oh, here, um... it's not jam, can salad?"

Catherine was frying the eggs carefully, for fear that the yolk would be accidentally pierced by her. This fearful look made her cooking skills not superb.

Kyle squatted and rummaged in the bottom cabinet until he found a bottle of salad. He stood up, picked up the salad and held it in front of Catherine and shook it a few times.

"If you like it, of course you can, thank you baby."

"It's incumbent~"

Life always meets the warmth in the ordinary place. An ordinary young couple eats ordinary breakfast. Maybe they are different. Generally speaking, couples of this age always give you each other when they have breakfast together. But at this moment, Kyle lowered his head and flipped through the books, occasionally picking up the milk and taking a bite.

This did not arouse Catherine's displeasure. On the contrary, she was very obsessed with the artistic temperament that Kyle showed at the moment. To say why she fell in love with an Asian, perhaps it was his appearance when he was studying, which played a decisive role.

The hand that originally held the knife gently stretched forward, with slender fingers and fair skin, gently covering the back of Kyle's hand, feeling the temperature of Kyle, and he couldn't help but smiled.

"Hani, do you know how **** you look when you are studying?"

"That's why you let me read a book every night to see you fall asleep? You don't know how sleepy I am. I hold my eyelids every day and I can't get in at all. I can only peek at you from time to time and wait for you to sleep. , I immediately throw away the book, and I will definitely fall asleep within three seconds."

Fortunately, although Kyle likes to read, he hasn't become too rigid, imitating the expression of watching Catherine every night. Of course, there must be a flamboyant element, which successfully made her laugh.

Those white hands temporarily left Kyle's palms, stroking his face, his eyes were tender, his lips lightly opened, his two white teeth half exposed, he exhaled and kissed Kyle's lips lightly.

"I love you Kyle."

"I love you too."

...

Kyle works as a teacher in the town’s elementary school, and Catherine works in a car rental agency. The two start from home and arrive at work at basically the same time, but the school hours are earlier. Kyle will start at 8 am every day. Set off and arrive at school around 8:30.

At the end of the breakfast, Kyle arranged the books he needed today and put them in his shoulder bag. At Catherine's order, he picked up the umbrella and started the old Ford sedan in the courtyard, saying goodbye to Catherine who was standing at the door watching him leave.

He stepped on the accelerator lightly and drove slowly away from the yard. It always rained in Liverpool in June and July, and it didn’t stop for one to two weeks. The rain is usually not big, just drizzle, but there will always be no road paved. It's muddy.

The gray weather always makes people feel very bad, especially when there is basically no car on the road, and he can't speed up when he can drive freely. For fear of the car slipping out of control, the slow feeling is always unpleasant to men.

Due to the large difference in temperature inside and outside the car, a layer of fog condensed on the windshield, and the wiper was working non-stop, but still couldn’t see the front. Kyle picked up a towel and wiped off the fog until the front The double flash of the vehicle entered the line of sight, and he slowly moved in and pressed the horn twice.

"Need help? Pastor Crow? What happened to your car?"

Kyle is not a Catholic, but Catherine is a very pious one, even if she has to pay a huge religious tax every month, she has never wavered a little.

In fact, according to the income of two people, a small bungalow with a good location is completely affordable, but since the current residence is very close to the church, it can be reached within a few minutes on foot. For Catherine, this location is what she thinks. The luxurious location.

You can wake up later in the church, usually go to pray after dinner, and you can pursue spiritual abundance while the financial pressure is not great. This is the life Catherine dreams of. In the end, Kyle respected the idea of ​​her partner. Settle down here and live for two years.

The vehicle that broke down on the road was the car of the pastor in the church. They were enough to become very familiar friends in two years. For this reason, he saw the white-haired, white-bearded pastor with an annoyed look, so he hurriedly opened the window to ask.

"The left front wheel of my car is stuck in the mud and can't get out. I'm afraid that the engine will be suffocated and I won't step on the accelerator. The weather is really bad, Kyle, can I ask you to help me pull the car? Is there a tow rope at the back of the car?"

"Of course, no problem."

He got out of the car under an umbrella and broke a few branches on the side of the road to cushion the wheels in the mud. After hanging up the tow rope, he asked the elderly priest to get in his car for gas, and then slammed on the gas pedal. Mud splashed on the priest's car, but luckily the car was finally pulled out.

"God, I finally came out. I waited for half an hour by the side of the road. Fortunately, I met you. Thank you Kyle. God bless you, child."

Having been a neighbor with Pastor Crow for so long, he has long been accustomed to three words from the pastor’s mouth. He accepted Pastor Crow’s hug and didn’t care about him touching his hair. After the pastor’s gratitude was over, he once again Instructed the pastor to pay attention to safety, check the time, and bid farewell to the pastor.

This is just a small episode in life, if it wasn't for his wheel also got stuck in the mud...

There are not many cars on the road, but there are always a few cars passing by. After all, this is the place where the children go to school. He held up his thumb and hoped that there would be a car to help, but all the cars drove away in front of him. A stop, even the car of his student's parents, is the same.

"Gan!"

Taking a look at the time, he predicted that it would be too late to run from here. He threw the umbrella into the car, placed the road signs around the car, picked up the bag and ran towards the school with long legs. The speed was quite fast, and he actually surpassed a lot. Drive the vehicle carefully.

...

"Good morning, principal."

"What's wrong with you Kyle? How did you make it like this? Do you need a towel? You see your clothes are soaked."

Entering the gate of the school, the principal of Sydney was welcoming every child who came to school. Seeing that Kyle had gone through the security check, he was still breathing heavily in wet body, so he asked.

Please note that Principal Shirley’s eyebrows are a little raised, and her temperament looks a little harsh, but after the children enter the school, she can call all the children in the school. It can be seen that she really loves the children.

At this moment, she is wearing a gray OL outfit. The camera is shot from an angle of obliquely downward looking up, touching the ceiling, magnifying the seriousness of Shirley’s eyebrows, but suppressing the ceiling without appearing domineering. This shot was shot Senior movie viewers who know the movie will definitely pay attention to this character. Characters and objects that can give the ceiling perspective are usually very relevant to the next plot.

"Forget it, I'm fine, the kids are still waiting for class, I'm going to be late, see you later."

After reorganizing the messy hair with rainwater, he simply rejected Shirley's proposal and walked quickly toward the classroom. Shirley shrugged to the teacher next to him.

"Asian people are always hardworking and artistic..."

...

When he entered the classroom, he just rang the class bell. He was not late. He breathed a sigh of relief. He hung his wet suit on the stool. He briefly took the children to review the knowledge they learned yesterday and asked a few questions. They are tested.

Kyle likes to be with children, because children at this age are the most imaginative, unconstrained, and will not be as hardened as adults, nor as ignorant as younger children.

Only when he saw the child named Judy, his eyes were focused on her. This child is different from the other children in the class. He has a quiet personality that is very different from that of children of other ages, and he is not very good at learning. Shang Xin, there is no way, Kyle can only try to beat her without hurting her self-esteem, choosing to let her answer the question.

Unsurprisingly, she didn't answer, biting the pencil and making no sound, she looked a little weak, which made Kyle feel soft.

Another reason for doing this job is because he really likes children. He has lived with Catherine for so long, and Catherine has no signs of pregnancy, so he will inevitably give his little father’s love to these children. It is very popular among students, and even more popular with the children than Principal Shirley.

He didn't mind Judy not listening to his class, and even worried that other children would reject Judy because of his teaching, but he really frowned when he heard Judy say that learning is useless.

"Therefore, you will have dignity and your own beliefs. You are different from pigs, dogs, cows, sheep, other people, and any other life in the world. You are you, an independent individual... …Your thinking is worthy of praise, you can use knowledge to defend your rights, and even fight death."

"When you have knowledge, you may not be able to use it to obtain money, reputation, or rights. You may not be a great person, and may not be remembered by the world, but you will have the freedom of your soul."

In the past, he was reluctant to tell the children these great truths, not only because the children might not listen to them, even if they listened, it was difficult to understand them.

More importantly, he feels that life needs to be experienced by himself. It is normal for them not to realize the importance of knowledge at this stage. As long as they can continue to learn, when they get older, they realize the importance and are still learning. Knowledge is enough. They have to go the rest of the way. Everyone will say that the right to choose or not is actually in the hands of these children.

Unsurprisingly, most of the children listened in the mist. Although they instinctively felt that what Kyle said was important, they couldn’t tell where the importance was. Only one child’s eyes flashed no. The same thing made Kyle very surprised.

Although he didn't expect a child to understand what he said, he was relieved and moved when a child who could understand really existed. The children who thought about the truth from childhood are not ordinary, at least it proves that they are not stupid. On the contrary, very smart.

For the rest of the class time, Kyle kept talking about new knowledge points, and his eyes were always on Judy. Perhaps what she said just now really inspired her. She started to attend the class and quickly caught up. The learning progress of other children, after all, has just begun, so it is really easy to catch up.

Her change made Kyle gratified, and until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he closed the book unsuccessfully, clapped his hands, and announced the end of get out of class to the group of children who hadn't awoke too much in the morning.

...

"Ilena's plot is so much? It's been more than ten minutes, but only the first few scenes? Isn't it a good heroine?"

Depp was a little upset. After all, it was the first time he saw his daughter in a movie. Of course, the more the plot, the better. There was not enough to see. Hearing his complaints, the other drunks in Lionheart Bar followed suit. Booing, followed Depp's words and complained that Jelena had too few shots. After all, they were all Lionheart's old customers, otherwise Depp would not invite them over.

They all watched Elena grow up, and they are no different from Elena’s uncle in terms of emotions. Although forty or fifty uncles are scary, in the bar, she is indeed spoiled as a little princess. , Even when Elena was in school, these old gangsters went to Elena’s school in droves to find trouble with the kid who bullied Elena.

"In name I am the heroine, but the actual heroine is actually Fanny. Her role is more important than me. There is no way. No one will give an important role to someone who has never made a movie. Rookie."

"Who said that, I think you acted very well. Isn't it a simple thing to act as a heroine? This movie is really boring. If it wasn't for your part in the back, I would not have watched it. Mickey really It’s not creative anymore, it feels not as attractive as his previous movies."

"Yeah, I almost fell asleep when I saw it. I didn't go to bed until three o'clock last night. If Depp hadn't called me, I should still be in the bed."

When she heard the words of her father and these uncles, she shook her head helplessly. The power of this movie is in the later stage. Although she has not seen the complete script and the edited film, it can be seen from the sporadic scenes during shooting. I can see that this movie is very powerful, but she hasn't defended "Effect" now, so naturally they won't say such things again when they see it later.

She didn’t know why the previous filming was like this, she didn’t understand what the shooting technique was. She only occasionally heard some cool shots from Mickey and Lu Ze’s mouth. She didn’t understand, but she really felt that Very powerful.

As for Depp's saying that she played well... Let's forget it, let alone a monster like Lu Ze, even Fanny, who is only six years old, can't compare with her. At first, she would have lived for so many years in vain. After so many years, you will directly admit your fate afterwards, the talent gap between people is really too big, you can't force it.

Let's continue to look down.

...

Some people think that the ordinary is true, and that there are no waves in life, and they don’t want to realize their great ambitions, while some people have high ambitions, hoping for their own achievements, and ride the waves, and laugh at the first kind of people who are willing to accept fate. Plainness is blessing.

In fact, this is a false proposition. The thoughts of both parties are not wrong. The fundamental reason is that the three different views lead to huge differences in life. It is unrealistic that you let a stable person flow bravely, you let a man with great ambitions. He can't stay in the ordinary.

It doesn’t matter how the life you choose appears to others. What’s important is in your opinion whether what you are living today is what you are satisfied with and whether it is what you have pursued for a long time. As long as it is, that’s enough, at least Kyle thinks he is leading a good life now.

He is a person who likes to read books. The so-called he has a poem and book spirit. The reason why he sees a literary temperament is inseparable from the fact that he has read a lot of books. This may be the reason why children like him, even if it is. Judy, who was once out of gregariousness, has now approached the door and came to the office to seek his help.

"Kyle, I have a problem, can you teach me?"

The problem of being asked by students in their spare time is something that all teachers can’t escape. It just happened to first-year students. It’s really strange. The other teachers in the office didn’t have any thoughts, but occasionally looked at the two of them over coffee. Judy nodded in approval.

To Kyle’s surprise, the question Judy asked was not what he had already taught in class, but what he was going to talk about in about a week. The so-called preview also exists abroad, but children of this age can do it. There is really not much to self-study in advance, which is not the reason Kyle does not teach.

It must be admitted that she is really smart. She didn’t even listen to classes before, which caused her to not even know how to add and subtract within ten. Now she is studying earnestly, and she is making rapid progress. She absorbs knowledge faster than other students in the class. Much faster, but when Kyle finished talking about her puzzle, she left without waiting to go on.

"This kid is really good. It's really rare to be able to consciously ask the teacher questions in his spare time at such an age. What is her name?"

"Judy, Judy Karls."

The student was praised, and the teacher was Yu Rongyan. He smiled and answered the teacher at the next table. He took a sip of coffee and reopened the "Old Testament" that he had studied recently.

...

The teacher’s off-duty time was half an hour after the students left school, but Kyle left later because of reading, put his bag on his back, put on a damp suit, and walked in the school corridor, just inadvertently At first sight, he stopped and knocked at the door of the class.

"Judy, why haven't you been home yet? The last school bus has left. Are you still reading?"

"Yes Kyle, I really want to... I forgot the time."

She shook the watch on her belt. Now, when she goes home, Catherine should have just returned home to cook, hurry up and still have time to eat a hot dinner. Seeing Judy keeps looking up at him, Kyle thought for a while, yes Judy hooked.

"Let's go, I'll take you home, where is your home?..."

Kyle didn't expect that Judy's house was also in Ilcreburg. If he were to go home, he would pass by Judy's house too, which would save a lot of time.

The car came back during the lunch break, but it was not on the road, but in the police station not far from the school. After learning that Kyle abandoned the car for class and that the sheriff’s son was also Kyle’s student , The police department did not issue a ticket to Kyle, but told him to call the police next time when he had such a situation.

In this way, a muddy car slowly hit the road, Kyle relied on his previous memories to tune the radio to the local private children’s radio station. On the way, Judy’s laughter and laughter never stopped until they arrived. When Judy's door was in front of her, she was somewhat restrained.

Because it’s the first time I came here, I need to confirm whether this resident is Judy’s parent. Kyle took Judy’s hand and pressed the doorbell. After a while, a man with a rosacea, medium height and medium size The man opened the door, looked down at Judy, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Where have you been? Why are you coming back now? I am about to call the police! Your mother just called the school, but the security said you were not here. You really scared me Judy. Sorry, are you?"

"Kyle Wang, Judy's teacher, I'm sorry, she came over to ask me questions, we both forgot the time, which made you worry, then since Judy is home safely, I will leave."

He told a little white lie with Judy’s father. Kyle originally wanted to leave, but unexpectedly, Judy’s father Karls was a enthusiastic person. He was just in time for the meal, so he invited Kyle to eat together. No matter, Kyle could only call Catherine, then went to the dinner table, and drank two glasses of whiskey in Karls’s great reception.

Men always want to talk about something while drinking, especially when the wives and children leave the dining table after dinner, the chat box is basically opened.

"Why did you come to Il Kruborg? In my impression, young Asians should have good academic qualifications. They should not come to live in this kind of village full of cow dung, and only work in an elementary school. teacher."

"Then what do you think I should do?"

"Doctors, financial investors, computer programmers, scientific researchers, etc., live in a good apartment, drive a good car, have a low income, and work hard every day. That’s it, yes, I haven’t asked you who it is. Graduated from a university?"

These occupations that Karls mentioned basically accord with the inherent impression of all Europeans and Americans of Chinese descent, and the facts are similar. Young people of Chinese descent do more of these jobs, and Kyle once belonged to the industry mentioned by Karls. One member.

"I graduated from the University of St. Andrews. I was indeed in the real estate finance industry as you said before.

"Wow~ St Andrews, you are much better than I thought, buddy, real estate finance industry must be very profitable if it is in London and Manchester, but why didn't you do it? Um... sorry."

Karls was a little drunk and asked a sensitive question. Of course, when he saw Kyle's depressed look, he immediately reacted, and he said that if real estate finance is doing well, who will come to this bird? Where to teach?

Kyle picked up the wine glass and shook the tan wine body. The ice cubes collided with the glass wall with the wine. The angular wine glass reflected the crystal light under the light. He swallowed the wine in one sip, his expression slightly painful. When the wine was under pressure, he took a breath and felt the sweetness and slime flavor of the wine.

"Yes, real estate finance is indeed profitable. As long as you want to do it, a lot of banknotes will go into your pocket desperately, but...with the money I spend, my personality is gradually being consumed. My desire forced me to want to put money in my pocket, but my thought prevented me from doing so."

"People who have just entered this industry, with the dream of being ahead of others, join in. In fact, they are not as good as they thought. Gradually, they have become cannibal monsters, hypocritical, greedy, and insidious."

Kyle’s words made Karls puzzled. Perhaps the Orientals and Westerners have fundamentally different views on money. As a member of a capitalist, righteous country, they can see more about what money can do. Clarity, personality? thought? How much is it worth?

"If people live in a utopia, why work? If you live here like me since you were young, you smell cow dung every day, and when summer arrives, there are flies in the sky, dealing with the crops for a lifetime, walking My father, and even my grandfather’s old ways of getting married, having children, farming for the family for a lifetime until death, are being lived every day, every day! I can’t even find the meaning of my life, because three generations are like a template carved out, I just They are just the epitome of them, often told by others, oh! You are exactly the same as the old Karls, which makes me sometimes wonder if I am my father, but I am young again, I... actually Does not exist."

The topic involved life, the atmosphere became heavy unconsciously, Karls was smoking a cigarette, his expression became a little blurred under the smoky light, Kyle was not sure whether he was really blurred or this blurred It only happened in his memory.

He also didn’t realize Karls’ helplessness and powerlessness, because thinking in a different direction does not exist. If you have not experienced his life, you will naturally not understand his suffering, just like Karls doesn’t understand him, you can’t think in a different direction. The inability to be considerate of others due to kindness is just a lack of kindness in the heart, and pure retribution of evil.

But the inability to experience it personally does not mean that people cannot understand that a farmer’s child is destined to become the sad fate of the next farmer since he was born.

Family conditions, short-sightedness, and lack of education have all contributed to this, and it is difficult to change, but few people can understand the reasons why a high-paying professional worker quit his job and chose to be a child teacher.

This is related to the prevailing social values ​​of the status quo, but the more important point is that compared with people living at the bottom of society, the higher the level, the more difficult it is to figure out psychologically.

Regardless of whether the profession is high or low, it is just a lie that the rich people lay to appease the common people. Unless all the rich people are brought back to the bottom, this kind of values ​​will never be changed.

Sadly...more and more people have come to understand this truth, but after realizing it, their lives have been finalized. Most people have no way to make changes. They can only use this lie to comfort themselves while transmitting it to One's own heirs led to the eternal life of "self".

How sad...

So Kyle couldn't answer Karls' question directly, took a sip, and evasively avoided.

"People grow up in different environments, leading to different personalities and different pursuits."

"Then what are you pursuing? What made you come to a poor country and become a teacher who needs to send students home in person?"

The two people who met for the first time shouldn't discuss these issues, but because the alcohol quickly pulled the relationship between the two people, but because of the discrepancy of the three views, it caused a gap between the two.

At first, Kyle answered the same question from his colleagues and was ridiculed by his European colleagues. He expected that after he answered Karls, the results should be the same as before.

But the pursuit is the pursuit, it shouldn't be difficult to talk about.

"Soul... I want the freedom of the soul. It can sleep peacefully in the middle of the night, and it will rise like the sunrise again, bringing me comfort, so that my heart will no longer wander, and I will have a home from now on, even if I am down, my heart It can also be rich..."

But to Kyle's surprise, Kars did not show a sarcasm and sarcasm, but, like his daughter, showed a very interested look.

"How can it be done?"

"Judy asked the same thing, but I couldn't answer it because I was also looking for it."

"Judy? Hahaha I know that Judy is different from all the children in the village. I told her since I was a child, don’t go the way of her mother. I thought she was young and couldn’t understand what I said. I heard it."

"Yes, she is very smart and she learns very fast. I think she will go to a great university, leave here, know what she needs, and have it. This is also my purpose of coming here as a teacher. I hope that more children can leave here and escape the shackles."

Unexpectedly, the two people who originally disagreeed in the three perspectives reached an agreement on this matter, and got the resonance of Kars, just like a good friend does not have to have the same three perspectives, the same ambitions, only one thing that the two people agree with. OK.

"If you were your teacher when I was in school, then my life is definitely different from now. Unfortunately, there is no if, I can only pin my hope on Judy, I hope she can escape the imprisonment of several generations. Fate."

"I think she will."

"By the way, you said before that people in the real estate finance industry are jealous, hypocritical, and greedy. What about the people here? What do you think are the shortcomings of the people here?"

This kind of topic is very sensitive. After all, he is in this village. It is really inappropriate to speak bad things about the villagers in front of the villagers. It is not good for him to spread it out. Kyle is not stupid. Can pretend to be stupid, pick up the wine glass and sip slowly without speaking.

"Let's talk, there are only two of us here, aren't they? Don't worry, I won't spread it out, trust me, please, Kang busy."

"...Blindly obedient, barbaric, unintentional, too easy to trust others."

"Uh, it really hit the nail on the head... You are right. I can’t refute the fact that I have lived in the village for more than 30 years. You are right. Come on, drink. Don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone, because I’m too Understand what kind of virtue the people here are."

"In fact, most people have such shortcomings, not just for Il Kruborg."

Kyle still felt that he was a little speechless and wanted to save something, but after speaking, he didn't feel any effect, and raised his glass with a wry smile.

The two had a good time talking, and naturally they forgot the time, with the addition of alcohol on their heads, and the voice was inadvertently uncontrollable. Soon, Mrs. Karls, who was a little bloated, stood at the top of the stairs and looked at Karls with dissatisfaction.

"Carls, it's eleven o'clock, and the children need to rest."

"I see. I'll be quiet. Don't bother us, okay? Let's talk for a while. Anyway, tomorrow is the weekend and the kids don't have to go to school."

"I'm annoying you? Who is bothering to rest! Forget it, I'm too lazy to quarrel with you, now! It's over! This teacher leaves my house! The kids need to sleep!"

"You don't want to fight? Get out of here! Why do you always come out to be this spoiler, Fuck! I'm so fed up with you! I said we'll be quiet! Why are you kicking us? Guests go?"

"The XXXXX of your XXXXXXX, is this the quieter you said? XXX! You XXXXXX, get out of my house! The children should sleep for an hour at this time!"

Carls’s wife is a typical English rural woman. Wearing a nightdress makes her look fatter. Because of quarrels, her complexion gradually becomes ruddy and cruel, and she doesn’t have a door to her mouth, so any trash talk can be exported. It doesn't matter if the kids upstairs can hear the vulgar terms of certain organs.

Kyle had no choice but to stop Karls, who was yelling at him and said everything. He kept apologizing to Mrs. Karls, put on his clothes, ignored Karls's obstruction, accepted his apology, and left him sullenly. Family.

There were no street lights in the village. He had to listen to the couple's hurting each other, and called Catherine through the lights of his house, hoping that she could come and pick him up. It wouldn't take a few minutes' drive anyway.

"Kyle, Kyle..."

Hearing someone calling him, Kyle turned around. Judy opened the window on the second floor and looked at him quietly with a small head. She seemed to be used to the parents' quarrel, without showing any expression of fear.

Kyle hung up the phone and waved to her. When she saw it, she smiled happily and waved.

Regarding the quarrel between the husband and wife, Kyle did not dare to go over and persuade him, so he could only stretch out two index fingers, put them in his ears, and open his mouth to signal Judy to do the same.

She was amazed at how such an action could basically cut off outside sounds, and smiled more brilliantly. It was not until Catherine drove over that she waved goodbye to Kyle. After Kyle left, she closed the window and hurriedly went to bed and leaned on the bed. Head, holding the pillow, putting fingers in his ears, opening his mouth wide, but his eyes lose focus...

...

In the days that followed, Judy would often ask Kyle questions, and not only ask about mathematics, but even let Kyle answer some questions that are not part of any school subject.

For these, Kyle did not feel impatient, but thought it was a good thing. Instilling some correct values ​​into her at this age would be of great help to her in life. This is due to her parents with low education. What he can't give, he wants to fulfill his promise to Karls and will do his best to help Judy leave here in the future.

The relationship between the two has become more harmonious, and even in the eyes of other children, Kyle is a bit biased. Kyle needs to admit that he will of course be responsible for every child in the class, but personal emotions will always be inclined. There is no reason not to love this child who is good at thinking and learning.

Moreover, this child has also shown a learning ability that is completely incompatible with children of this age. At this stage, he needs to be counseled, otherwise it will be easy to learn well and easy to learn badly.

...

"Kyle, what is justice? What is evil?"

Since sending her home for the first time, she has often used Kyle’s car to go home. It is said that the special car is more comfortable than the school bus. Kyle doesn’t mind taking such a small oil bottle home. There is no need to turn back.

On the way home today, Judy heard the children’s story of justice over evil and heroes over evil dragons on the radio. He turned off the radio and asked Kyle this question.

"Wow... this question is really deep enough. I have heard many explanations about good and evil so far. Do you want to hear my understanding of good and evil, or the views put forward by those thinkers in books? "

"Of course it's your thoughts, I want to hear what you summarized..."

Turning the steering wheel to the left, the index finger of his right hand tapped lightly on the steering wheel. He didn't want to discuss this topic with a child of this age, but he had already talked about it. Glancing at Judy with a look of desire for knowledge, he organized his vocabulary and groaned.

"An explanation that can be put on the surface is that good and evil are products of human civilization. The current definition of good and evil depends on the moral standards created by mankind. Behaviors that are beneficial to individuals and collectives are defined as good and harmful. Individual and collective actions are defined as evil."

"Then what is the understanding that cannot be said...?"

"You only need to understand the first one. When you grow up, you can do something that is beneficial to the collective and the individual. This is enough. Well, you are home. This journey has reached the end of the journey, Judy's home."

Picking up Judy's small yellow schoolbag from the back seat, she carried the schoolbag on her back and got out of the car with some unhappy, and hurriedly walked around to the door of the main driver's seat, poked her head in through the window, showing a little coquettishness. Request.

"You tell me, what's the reason why you can't tell?"

"It's time for you to come in. Karls is watching you from the window. You should go home quickly now."

Waved to Karls in the window, he touched Judy’s soft hair, and then wanted to put in gear and leave, but saw Judy grabbing the door of the car and refusing to let go. This persistence made Kyle very helpless. It was time to answer her question, but Judy could only answer in the end.

"In fact, it's just one sentence. Those who win are righteous, and those who lose are evil, because in all the stories, evil has not defeated justice. Okay, after the answer, is it easy? Come in, Karls I'm seeing you, go back soon."

"Well, then Kyle, see you tomorrow, I...I love you!"

When Judy said this, Kyle was taken aback for a moment, but didn’t feel anything wrong. After all, the emotional expression of Europeans and Americans, especially in terms of love, is more straightforward than Asians. He shook his head and smiled slightly. He patted Judy on the head and replied with doting emotion.

"I see, I love you Judy too, go back, see you tomorrow."

She was really happy to get Kyle's reply. She nodded vigorously, and ran towards the house excitedly. The little yellow schoolbag was bumped up and down, looking a little heavy, as if it had been full of summer.

...

"I am back."

Catherine was cooking dinner in the kitchen. Kyle put on slippers, hung his suit on the hanger, untied his tie and threw it directly on the sofa, walked into the kitchen, stood behind Catherine, held her waist in both hands, bowed his head. She kissed her on the cheek.

"I went home fifteen minutes late today. Forget it, go take a shower and get ready for dinner."

"I'm sorry Hani."

"You won't change it anyway, are you? It's okay, there is no smell on your body, but you still have to take a bath, go quickly, I have already put the water for you, but I put it 15 minutes ago, since it is too late Go home, then take a cold shower."

Being pushed into the bathroom by Catherine, she took off her clothes and lay in the bathtub. It was not as cold as expected, and a slight warmth could still be felt when the water flowed through the skin.

Outside the bathroom door, after Catherine put the ingredients into the pot, she went to the bedroom to find Kyle a loose piece of clothing, folded it on the washing machine, and her expression was slightly hesitant.

"I think you should keep a certain distance from Mr. Karls’ daughter. Recently, you have walked too close. I know you like that little girl very much, but the teacher and the students are so close, you might even send her back after school. Home, it’s not a good thing anyway."

The action of lifting the water splash on his chest stopped, Kyle was stunned, looking at the figure behind the glass door with a funny expression.

"She's just a child."

"But she is always a girl, isn't she?"

Kyle thought for a while, and felt that what Catherine said was right. The two walked too close, and it was inevitable that they would have some bad influence in the class. Although the influence was not great, there was always some.

"okay, I get it."

"That's good, let's wash it quickly, make curry tonight."

...

"Fak XXXXX! You XXXXXX Fake! Why do you always want to sweep other people's interest in XXXX? You are really disgusting! Fak XXX!"

"I'm disgusting? I'm disappointed? It's because your XXX guys are always doing things in those useless places! I'm really XXXXXX guys. I'm fed up with such days. The men of who's family won't do it in their spare time after farming. Part-time job subsidies for the family? And what about you? What are you doing! XXXXX alcoholism! You are already the father of three children! You should assume the responsibility of raising three children! You useless XXXXX waste!"

We always gradually become paranoid in our own little world, constantly hurting relatives, quarrels, conflicts, and endless beatings all day long, eventually consuming all the feelings for others, and eventually destroying our love. Ability, we know this is stupid, but...

Live stupidly, just like a person.

Judy and her two brothers had already left the dining table and returned to their room. She used the method Kyle taught her, plugging her ears, growing her mouth, and looking directly at the empty wall, but with Smiling, but she seemed to have thought of something, and then reconnected to the noisy world, came to the desk, took out white paper and crayons, and started painting.

In the painting, a man in a suit is holding a little girl's hand. On the green grass, flowers are blooming, butterflies are flying, the sun is smiling, and the air is red love hearts. In the end this painting, She carefully stuffed the envelope into the envelope and placed it in the innermost position of the bag.

...

"Who can answer this question? John, come on, come on, boy."

The raised right hand was exchanged for Kyle’s choice of others. Judy was a little puzzled. I don’t know what’s different today. She should answer 70% of the questions in class in the past, but Kyle today Only called her once.

After spending the whole day of classes unhappy, she came to the classroom office with books as she did before, but saw that Kyle was packing up her backpack and was about to leave.

"Where are you going?"

"Emm...Of course it's going home, Judy, you also go, there are two school buses now, time is still in a hurry, let's go, let's go out of school together, busy."

"But I still have two questions I won't know..."

She always looked at Kyle with this soft look. In the past, Kyle would always surrender, but today is different. After receiving Catherine's point of awakening, he knew he couldn't do this, and he shouldn't.

"But time is tight today, Aunt Catherine is still waiting for me to come home for dinner, or... how about you coming over at noon tomorrow?"

"But when you go home later, Aunt Catherine didn't make you hungry."

"Listen to me, Judy, we can't take the blind tolerance of others as not touching the bottom line of others. We should do what we should do according to the schedule established with our family."

His hands lightly covered Judy’s shoulders, and he replied earnestly, hoping that Judy could accept her. She was different from other children. Kyle thought she could understand, but unexpectedly, Kyle didn’t see her. Understand, only to see the water mist that gradually appeared in her eyes, finally condensed in a piece, rolling in the eye socket, and finally flowing...

"But you help me with tuition after school. That's my timetable. I... Did I do something wrong? Kyle... You said you love me. Did you not love me anymore?"

"NO, I love you Judy, but love is not a bond. I need to give Aunt Catherine more company. Now there is only the last school bus left. Will you listen to me?"

"Okay... Then this is for you..."

She took out the envelope from the book she was holding and handed it to Kyle preciously. Kyle smiled, while joking and coaxing Judy, she opened the envelope and glanced at the pattern inside. But suddenly became a lot more solemn, carefully stuffed the letter back into the envelope, and gave it to Judy again.

"I'm sorry Judy, I can't ask for this letter, I hope you understand."

"why?"

"You will understand when you grow up, shall I send you to the school bus?"

"No! Unless you accept it! Forget it... you go, I will take the school bus by myself."

"Judy..."

"I will go by myself! Unless you accept the letter."

This letter is absolutely impossible to accept. Kyle hesitated for a long time, exhaled air forcefully through his nose, nodded, and said to make Judy pay attention to safety, go home early, and finally stand up with his bag on his back and leave... …

...

"Hey Judy, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

Principal Shirley was always the last to leave school. When she saw the child squatting in the corridor and crying, she quickly recognized who she was. She walked to Judy, squatted gently, and stroked her hair.

"Judy, what happened? Why haven't you come home? Look at you, little scruffy ghost, stop crying, and tell the principal what's wrong with you, okay?"

"I... it's okay, Principal Shirley, I'm going home."

"But there is no school bus now, baby, how about I take you home? But before that, I need to wash your face, let's go, little sloppy ghost."

Pulling Judy into the bathroom, Shirley carefully wiped away the tears on her face. Her face was somewhat domineering, but now it has softened. She loves these children, everyone in the school.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

Sending Judy home is not the main purpose. She needs to understand what happened to the child and why she was crying in the deserted corridor.

She needs to be responsible for her children, but seeing Judy being so silent, she can’t force her children to confess her unspeakable concealment. After all, many children have some heart-wrenching gray memories as they grow up, and even the parents may not even know it. The principal, she hopes that more children can reduce the occurrence of this kind of psychological shadow, but she is not a **** and she cannot help everyone.

Seeing that she didn't want to say, Shirley had to organize Judy's clothes, ready to send Judy home, and told her parents about the situation, but unexpectedly, when she first got out of the bathroom, Judy finally spoke up.

"Ms. Shirley, do boys always have XX?"

"Huh? Oh... of course, the physiological structure between men and women is different, why? Did any shameless boy take off his pants for you? Tell me who it is and I'll ask him to settle the account."

"But... Why is Kyle's XX different from other boys' XX? Like...gun?"

"Sorry I didn't hear clearly, you mean...who?"

...

"Wang Defa!!!"

"How can she do this! Why can she slander a good person at will? Just because she is young? Bitch! Kyle is a nice guy, why...Fak!"

Depp had completely forgotten that Lu Ze and his daughter were greasy and unhappy. He threw himself into the plot. Seeing that the plot was finally on the right track, everyone in the bar was suffering from chest tightness and shortness of breath. Want to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Everyone here is full of kindness and love for the character image of Kyle, because this person is sunny, gentle, kind, full of poetry and books, and wants to help many farmers’ children escape the shadow of their parents. Who Can you not like it? Who can not appreciate it?

How about these people in the bar? In fact, they are all workers, because Liverpool, like Manchester, is a working-class city. Although Liverpool has a port, most workers rely on the sea for food, and maritime trade is hugely profitable and their lives are quite moist, but this does not mean They are not working class.

So they can particularly understand how sad the fate of being destined to be a certain kind of person, especially manual workers, and even imagine that Kyle is their teacher. With a good family income, can they get out of the destiny of the working class? Although there is no if in life, fantasy is never too much.

No one could have seen the slander Kyle suffered such a serious slander. The originally diligent and studious personality of Judy who wanted to escape his fate collapsed at this moment. The vocabulary learned from the abuse of his parents was bloody. , This kind of person, they want her to live in the village forever, don't come out to harm others.

In the bar, there should be only such a calm person as Irina, because she witnessed the filming of this scene with her own eyes. She was so angry at the time, but now she can only think about human nature, whether the child is really so innocent and kind. ? Or is their ignorance the greatest evil? She can't give the answer, and no one can give the answer objectively and calmly, because there are so many kinds of personality that can't be confused by age.

In the end, she could only secretly pour herself a glass of wine while her father had no time to pay attention to her at the movie. She knew that the real storm was yet to come, so it was better to drink first before the plot had progressed to a desperate level. A drink of drunkenness will prevent you from being so angry.

...

"First of all, on behalf of the San Borio School, I apologize to you, Mr. Carls and his wife. I must admit that due to our ineffective supervision, some vicious incidents occurred and Judy was involved. I am sorry. "

Regarding the sudden visit of the school principal, even if the husband and wife quarrel no matter how often they quarrel, they still have to give the principal some face at this time. They served a few cups of coffee and sat on the sofa, but the couple were shocked by the principal’s words. Looking at Judy at a loss, he didn't know what serious happened, and he needed the principal to visit him.

"What's wrong? Ms. Shirley, you don't need to blame yourself. We can bear it. Please tell me."

"I learned... a teacher in our school has done something... which shouldn't happen to adults and children, sorry."

This was really like a bolt from the blue, stunned the Karls and his wife. For a while, the room became quiet. Karls seemed to think of something, but he was unwilling to guess for himself, so he swallowed hard and opened his mouth. , But found that he couldn't spit out his voice, so he could only rub his face and calm down for a long time before speaking.

"who is it?"

"Kyle Wang."

Shirley also seemed to find it very difficult to tell. She never thought that the gentle Chinese man would do such a thing. After slowly naming the name, she got the dullness of Karls and the violent rage of Mrs. Karls.

The wife grabbed Karls by the collar and shook Karls, who had a dull-eyed look, her face revealed an unprecedented ferocity that had not been quarreled for many years.

"I knew it was him! Carls! Look what you did! You XXX is leading the wolf into the room, you know! You ruined Judy! You bastard! Look at what you do! Talk to me! XXXXXX! Look at the results you brewed yourself! I'm going to kill you!"

Shirley watched Judy nestled in the sofa, revealing the silence that she did not belong to her age, and quickly stepped forward to prevent her quarrel from hurting Judy again, and told her that she had contacted the sheriff and she would come back later. What's interesting is that this time Kars didn't answer his mouth, and even beat himself constantly.

It wasn't until the door was knocked that the farce came to an end, and he narrowed in front of the sheriff. Then the sheriff turned his gaze to Judy, knelt in front of Judy, and asked with a gentle voice that was completely different from the fierce expression. .

"Judy, can you tell me what happened today?"

Judy didn't want to mention what happened today, whether it was real or fictitious, so she was silent, just looking at her parents from time to time.

Seeing Judy's silence, the sheriff and the principal looked at each other, winked, coughed, and continued to ask.

"Kyle, did your teacher do something very excessive to you?"

"Yes……"

"Did he... take off his pants?"

At this time Judy seemed to realize that he had done something wrong, and lowered his head, just like when he met Kyle, biting his fingers, hesitating for a long time, and shook his head.

"No."

"Don't be afraid, can you tell me the truth about what you saw? What did Kyle do to you? Did he take off his pants? Has he touched your body where you shouldn't?"

...

"What the **** is this sheriff! Such a guided inquiry can be asked? A hillbilly! No grass-roots police officer in Liverpool would say such a thing!"

The insults in the bar continue to question this surprisingly poor professional sergeant, but they naturally can’t interfere with the characters on the TV, and they have to admit that a sergeant like this is actually in their lives. Not uncommon in...

...

Judy also knew that she had done something wrong, but she saw the unprecedented caring gaze revealed in the eyes of her parents. For her, maybe this is not a wrong thing... in a battle between heaven and man. , She finally nodded.

"Yes."

After getting the affirmation, the sheriff got up, gave Judy's mother a wink, and asked her to take Judy away, not to stay in the living room, and he made a decision after Judy's mother returned from sending the child.

"First send Judy to the hospital to check his physical condition and see if he has received any harm. Shirley, don’t say anything about it. Please inform the parents first and let them see if there is anything unusual about their child. For Kyle , You make your own decision whether to suspend classes, we first conduct investigations and collect evidence, and when we have certain evidence, we will subpoena in accordance with the law. That's it, then I will leave, God, my son is also his student."

When the sheriff put on the windbreaker and put on the top hat to leave, the room was quiet again, only Mrs. Karls sobbed intermittently, and Karls himself was a little worried with folded papers from an unknown source.

...

Early the next morning, all the parents of Kyle’s children were notified to the school, and Shirley apologized to all the parents as yesterday and explained the matter clearly.

The parents were first surprised that the perverted teacher was Kyle, because Kyle was a very good and kind person in all impressions, and eventually overturned all previous impressions of Kyle and redefined it as...human face and animal heart .

When Kyle arrived at the school, he was supposed to go to the classroom normally, but was unexpectedly notified that the principal asked him to go to the principal's office.

"Please come in."

"Ms. Shirley, what's the matter? Hello, Sheriff John."

Close the door, Kyle nodded to Shirley and the sheriff, but he was confused. I don’t know what the police were doing in Shirley’s office. He pointed to the stool. After Shirley’s affirmation, he sat down. , Quietly wait for Shirley to speak first.

"I didn't want to make a decision so quickly, but the pressure on my heart always makes me feel like a throat, so let's put it simply, you were fired."

The softness of treating the child is completely gone, and the facial expression is like frozen in the freezer for several days, stiff and cold, especially the two eyebrows, it is sharp and dazzling.

"Why? Did I violate any teacher regulations or laws?"

Kyle was not timid about her cold face. It was about his own work. He had to find out what happened. He just wanted to know three words. Why?

"Did you violate it, don't you know?"

"Of course I don't know."

Seeing the two confronting each other, the sheriff waved to Shirley and let him speak.

"Kyle, someone reported you molesting and child molestation, so you can't go to class now. For this reason, can you understand? Listen to me, cooperate with work, go home, wait for the police to summon, OK?"

"Child molestation? Who? Really ridiculous! So you fired me for this kind of rumor? I don't care about my job, but I must care about my reputation. I don't accept this slander, sorry, it's okay If that happens, I will go to class."

Kyle didn't expect that this charge would actually hang on his head, showing an expression of disbelief, he was so angry that he laughed, ignoring the two of them, and turned to leave, but unexpectedly, he kept his palm on his arm. The brute force made Kyle couldn't get rid of it at all. He was pushed by the sheriff and pushed out of the school gate in the eyes of students and teachers.

"What are you doing! I'm going to class, I need to be responsible for my students, you don't have the right to make a decision without evidence!"

"Now you can not be responsible for them. There are other teachers in the class. Listen to Kyle. If I were not a policeman, I would have beaten you up long ago. You should be fortunate that I not only have children, but also a family, otherwise I I used a gun to make a hole in your head long ago! Asshole!"

"Then tell me who it is! Tell me, which child I molested? I can't accept this kind of unclear grievance. Is everything true from your mouth?"

"I can't tell you, go away."

Kyle ran his brain quickly, and finally a flash of inspiration confirmed who it was. Except for Judy, he really couldn't think of anyone who could harm him so much, but after that, a chill fell on the heavenly cover, he wanted very much. Ask Judy, why is this...

"It's Judy, right?"

"I said I can't tell you, you'd better leave as soon as possible, don't force me to do it."

Seeing the sheriff’s five big and thick appearances, confronted him head-on to ensure that there was no good fruit for Kyle. He had to pick up the backpack that was thrown out, nodded vigorously at the sheriff, and drove away, but he was not going home. Not to run away, but to go to Karls's house and ask Judy what it is for.

...

"Carls? Carls are you there? I'm Kyle. I want to explain something to you. I also want to ask Judy something. Hey, Carls, are you at home?"

About half a minute later, the door of the room was opened. Karls was holding a cigarette butt, his eyes were red and bloody, and he was obviously haggard. After opening the door, he ignored Kyle, turned and returned to the sofa, and poured himself a glass of wine.

"Kars, I have something to say. Someone reported that I molested Judy. I really don't know where the rumor came from. This is completely nonsense. Is Judy there? Let her say, this is definitely not a real thing!"

"Isn't it true? Heh... Think about it for yourself, Judy and you, who should I believe in what you two say?"

"Judy said? God... I admit that I had some conflicts with Judy, but I really didn't touch her a finger. You are my friend. Even if I really have this kind of perverted habit, I will not To my friends..."

"You still know you are my friend!"

The square wine glass that the two had used was severely smashed on the ground, completely shattered, and the word friend completely stung Karls. He pulled Kyle by the collar, pain and anger coexisted.

"I still remember how fun we talked that night. You are the only person in this village who understands me. At least I thought that way... but now? I **** trust you! But you are holding mine. Trust to touch my daughter?! Am I X you!"

"I, he said, no, no! How do you need me to prove to believe me!"

"Kyle? Is that you? Are you here?"

"Kars! Why did you let him in! Let him get out! Get out!"

Hearing the quarrel, Judy and Mrs. Karls came down from the stairs at the same time, but the expressions of the two were completely different, one surprise, the other extreme hatred and hatred.

"Have you heard? Get out of my house! Get out of me quickly! What are you doing!"

Seeing Judy go downstairs, Kyle broke away from Karls's palm and ran to Judy, ignoring Mrs. Karls's beating, looking straight into Judy's eyes.

"Judy, tell them the truth? Tell them!"

"Get out of here!"

A big foot directly hit Kyle’s face and kicked him down. His head was dizzy. Accompanied by tinnitus, he could clearly hear his heavy breathing until he got up. A steel knife.

"Il Kruborg doesn't have a camera. I can kill you with the excuse of breaking into a house. If you don't want to die, just **** get out of here!"

Kyle knew that Karls was not joking, at least not the sharp light of the steel knife shining in the sun. He stood up expressionlessly and raised his hands. The dizziness was not over yet, he shook his body and opened the door... …

Put the steel knife back in the kitchen, took a glass of wine and sat down again, filled the whiskey and finished it in one gulp. Seeing that Judy hadn't gone upstairs to rest, Karls comforted his daughter in the gentlest tone.

"Did you scare you Judy? Go back and rest, good boy."

"Dad, Kyle actually didn't do anything..."

Hearing Judy's words, Karls stiffened a bit, then returned to normal, pinched two pieces of ice and threw it into the wine glass, accompanied by the shaking of the wine, and finally drank another glass.

"You should rest baby."

...

As Kyle said, the people in Ilkreborg are ignorant, blindly obedient, and savage, none of which is what Kyle said wrong, so there is negative news about Kyle, if the plague swept the entire Ilk Lu Bao, people went from surprise to anger, and finally convinced that they directly crossed the link of doubt.

Even the parents of students who are not at San Borio Elementary School suspected Kyle about the child’s recent abnormalities. It sounds ridiculous... doesn't it?

As a parent’s dereliction of duty, he has to shirk himself on someone whom the child doesn’t know, and he brainwashes himself and believes that success is true, thus hostile to the innocent implicated. Such shirking of responsibility is simply a slander in the world. The real thing happened here.

"Hello, Il Kruborg Rent a Car."

"Are you Catherine?"

"Uh... yes madam, is there anything wrong?"

"Go to your **** of X, your XXXX of XXXXX, I wish your whole family die, XXX."

Before Catherine could reply, the phone was hung up, only the busy tone was beeping. For a while, Catherine was scolded and couldn't recover. In the end, due to professional reasons, she could not fight back, so she could only hang up annoyed.

"What's the situation? Is it the third one today? Did you offend anyone?"

The colleague seemed to have heard the voice coming from the phone here, and asked with concern that she hadn't got off work yet, and she hadn't heard any rumors, but felt that Catherine had offended people in her life.

Catherine thought about it carefully, still confused, and shook her head helplessly. This afternoon, she answered three calls in total, all three of which were cursing, and she was indeed abusive.

"Catherine, Catherine! Come here, please."

"Supervisor, what's the matter?"

"I think in these two days, you may have to take a break. I have granted you a one-week vacation so you can rest at home."

"But... why is this?"

"It's better for you to go back and ask your husband..."

The weird expressions of some colleagues and the unprovoked phone calls seemed to have found the source. Since it was about her husband, she couldn't say more here, so she nodded, left with her satchel, and drove quickly toward home.

It was three o'clock when I got home. The strange thing was that Kyle had already arrived home, changed into casual clothes, and drank on the sofa. It seemed that he had been back a long time.

She put the car key on the entrance cabinet and inadvertently saw the scar on Kyle's face. She sat next to Kyle and stroked his face distressedly.

"what happened?"

Kyle's face was drunk and red, and he spit out a strong breath of alcohol. He found that he was wrong. When some pain came, the poems and books that he had read had no effect. He still needed alcohol to paralyze his nerves. , To share his inner suffering.

"Judy...said I molested her~www.readwn.com~What! Does she know what she said? It's not funny! What's the matter with your wounds? Why do they beat them? Is there any evidence? I want to call the police, this is too much!"

"No need... The son of the police chief is my student."

"But he is at least a policeman!"

"But he is not a policeman in front of me, all...everything...the help in your life, and then you firmly believe that after you make a mistake, whether it is true or false, as long as they believe, then they are no longer help The weapons that hurt yourself, the more you need them, the more you will hurt yourself. Therefore, I cannot rely on anyone."

Perhaps this is the function of reading. It may not share your pain, but it allows you to rationally avoid secondary harm to you caused by the outside world.

"Then what should we do?"

"You believe me?"

"Kyle, I have known you for seven years. I know you just like myself. How could I not believe you?"

"Then do nothing, believe nothing, listen to nothing, I'm sorry Catherine, because I affected your life."

Her husband, who has always been sunny, is now gloomy. How could she not be sad? Tears were surging in her eyes, wiped her eyes, she couldn't put more pressure on Kyle.

"Don't be stupid, don't drink, sleep, baby, everything will pass."

She took Kyle's wine glass and covered him with a thin quilt. The alcohol played a key role. He fell asleep after lying down for a while, and he was asleep.

Even the window was broken by someone...

Catherine obeyed Kyle, did not complain, did not call the police, just cleaned up the broken glass, poured it into the trash can, and began to prepare dinner tonight.

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