wife addiction

After staying in the school for more than three months, I was tired and sick and finally couldn't hold on any longer. In despair, I resigned for the first time regardless of my parents' opposition. I just wanted to hide in my own world and never Have anything to do with anyone.

My parents moaned and sighed all day long, trying to find people to help me find a job, and I felt more and more cowardly and incompetent, and I just wanted to lock myself in my dark hut and sink down.

But every sigh and every look of my parents is like a sharp sword, piercing my heart again and again.

I didn't expect that at this age, I still act like a child, always causing trouble for others.

Two months later, I finally stepped out of the house again, not because I got rid of the shadow in my heart, but because I can no longer face the big mistake I made by myself.

My parents looked for someone to trust me everywhere, trying to get me into a better school.

I have never liked to beg, let alone beg, and it was my parents who were begging.

I feel extremely embarrassed that I, an excellent college graduate, have been reduced to this situation.

I don't understand, facing me like this, why my parents don't give up hope, but work hard again and again.

I'm beyond redemption, don't they realize?

This will only make them more disappointed.

I decided to go out for a walk, just to escape my troubles.

I walked aimlessly, and unknowingly came to the woods again.

"Never come here again."

I immediately thought of this sentence.

Within a few months, this dense forest has faded away, leaving only bare branches.The colorful colors have also turned into a gray and white world.However, the sun was exceptionally good that day, and there was still a hot feeling on the skin, which was not like the scene of late autumn at all.

I found that stone, which I hadn't seen for several months, and it was as smooth as ever, just like when I first came here, not even a moss grew.I sat on the rock, looking at the woods in late autumn, and for the first time in my life, I stepped into the restricted area without caring what other people thought, and it seemed that I was going to do so.

Sitting like this, sitting all morning.

When it was almost noon, it started to rain without warning.I didn't leave, as if I wanted to punish myself, let the wind and rain blow.

Everything in front of me was covered by rain, and the raindrops quickly wet my hair, clothes, and shoes. The rain hit my face, which was painful, as if I had been severely whipped with a whip. I was shivering with cold, but I My heart was a little more relaxed.

Yes, I should have suffered some hardships earlier, but I have been protected in the greenhouse. Now I have lost the will to live, and I deserve these experiences.

I looked at the misty branches and the weeds all over the ground in the distance, but suddenly I couldn't feel the pain of the raindrops falling, I could only hear the rumbling above my head.

I looked up and saw a black umbrella.

Oh, I still can't get rid of it in the end.

I laughed at myself, turning my head away.

I thought it was my parents, but I saw a man in black standing next to me, looking blankly at the place I was looking at just now. His right hand held an umbrella, and his left arm was already wet from the rain. The rain dripped down his slender fingers drop by drop, but he didn't realize it.

It is him again!

I stood up quickly, turned around and was about to leave.

"It's better not to go down the mountain in this kind of weather."

I turned my head to look at him, but he was still looking into the distance.

"Let's go up the mountain first, and go back after the rain stops. Because," he glanced at me, "there is no way to go down the mountain."