abandon love

I'm tired and the bar is the only place I'm happy in the world.

Today, as usual, I sat in my exclusive seat and drank the wine I usually drink. The difference is that I drank more vigorously than usual.

Probably because my father raped my mother and wanted to divorce my mother.Yes, you heard that right. My home is just an ordinary small family.

However, my dad drinks alcohol, and he likes to go crazy after drinking. My mother tried to persuade him, but he didn't listen.

Over time, he became domestic violence and beat and kicked my mother.

When I was 11 years old, I watched my dad beat my mom, so I tried to break the fight.

But what's the use?I was not beaten by my dad. On the contrary, my sister who is 3 years older than me is very smart, watching from the side.

Seeing me being beaten, my mother hurriedly called to my sister: "Axi, hurry up, you and your brother go to the room, lock the door, and don't open the door without my order."

In this way, I was dragged into the room by my sister like a mop.

I cried loudly and asked my sister: "Sister, I beg you, can you go and persuade Dad?"

"It's useless, Ah Ruo, shall we wait for a while? Wait for mom to let us open the door, shall we?"

I couldn't understand why she was so calm, and I didn't understand until later.

I listened to my mother's yelling, mixed with the tears I was about to shed and fell asleep.

After some time, my sister woke me up and opened the door.

I saw my mother was in a mess, her hair was messy, blood was all over her snow-white skirt, and her eyes and mouth were swollen.

I feel that she is no longer the fairy in my heart, but looks like she is going to be broken outside.

My sister went to the refrigerator to get ice cubes, put them on my mother, and went to get the medical kit. Her movements were smooth.

Instead, I stood by and didn't know what to do.

My sister may have noticed something, she knew she couldn't hide it, so she told me that it had happened several times before, but I was not at home.

Later, they were violent, so I came to the bar, and my sister was already in college.

Sure enough, as they said, there is only one domestic violence and countless times.

When I finished my third bottle of wine, someone sat next to me: "How old are you? Just come here for a drink, kid."

"You don't care about me, I'm happy, my parents have never cared about me, and I'm an adult. Still a kid?"

"I'll just say it casually, don't take it too seriously."

I listened to his warm voice lingering in my ears.

"how old are you?"

"I'm an adult like you. Don't you feel dizzy after drinking so much?"

"No, I drink well."

I chatted with him for a while, exchanged messages with him, and he said his name is "Yi Han."

It was almost time and I went home with him separately.

I kept thinking of his name on the way, Yi Han, Yi Han, Yi Han, huh.

When I got home, they had already discussed it. I have no choice but to divorce. It's not because my mother wants to leave, but because my father has three children outside. Hey, do you think it's annoying or not.

My mother, a victim of the divorce, didn't say it first, but my father did. But it's good for them, the only ones who suffer are me and my sister.

You see, this divorce is good for everyone, the only one who suffers is the children.

"Ah Ruo, can you follow your father? Can you let your sister follow me?" She said to me with red eyes.

I was taken aback suddenly, unexpectedly, my mother asked me this sentence.

"Let me see if my sister will follow." I called my sister: "Sister, are you with our father or our mother?"

My sister was not hit much harder than I was.The voice on the phone came within 3 seconds.

"My mother and I."

"Ah."

In this way, I was abandoned by their mother and daughter.

My mother packed her things overnight and took away her and my sister's things. She left cleanly and left me nothing, only their mobile phone numbers.

My dad also went to take his third son to live here, which is ridiculous.

I don't have anyone who loves me anymore.

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