Please, no, is this my mother?If I hadn't known my mother's nature since I was a child, I would have impulsively dragged her to the hospital for a DNA paternity test right now, wouldn't I? Why is the heart that turned out from the elbow all on Tong Xue's side, what's more I almost used a knife to force me to hand over the criminal evidence of Tong Xue and her uncle, so I don't want me to threaten that innocent girl again, and the words revealed the idea of ​​wanting to call the police to kill relatives. What is the situation now? The second girl gave her mother some kind of ecstasy drug, so that her mother also fell in love with her like this, she smiled helplessly, and there was no need to ask, that girl has such abilities, she doesn't have to do anything, just Quietly showing a sweet smile there, naturally there will be a lot of people worrying about her, and it is reasonable for my mother to do this for her, so if this is the case, I'd better give up my armor and surrender with a white flag to surrender and be honest. It would be better not to wait until mother comes to clean up the door, otherwise it is estimated that by then I will come in standing up and go out lying down, and I really have to come to see him. As I said, this is the first time I can talk about my feelings for her without any worries, but I still choose to reserve some of the deepest feelings in my heart, especially when my mother asked me if I liked her. Did she persecute her because she had someone else in her heart so she couldn't get it because she was jealous? Did she buy this restaurant for her? Did she love to keep this beautiful memory so she filled the restaurant with All kinds of hyacinths and the name of the restaurant are all named hyacinths, etc. These series of questions made me speechless. In the eyes of my mother, everything I did was because of that second girl.

Thinking about it, it's really ridiculous. Knowing the son is like the mother, nothing can escape the mother's piercing eyes, even the mother can see it, but when will the second girl who is still in a dream really understand me, when can she truly understand me? Understand my mind, I think maybe I won’t understand it in my whole life, just like what my mother said, her mind is never on me, but I can’t restrain the urge to see her own her. He captured me easily in the simplest and purest way, and it was the most direct, natural and a bit arrogant and unreasonable method, just like the overbearing and strong fragrance of the hyacinth rushing straight into the nostrils , forcefully broke into the depths of my icy heart lake, and made my frozen heart like still water set off turbulent waves for her, but she wanted to come here as a hasty passerby. There is such a cheap thing, the disturbing others danced around because of her, but she, the instigator, just wanted to be a passer-by, come quietly, turn around and walk quietly, it was originally a simple thing, but But because of her background, she became different. Passers-by want to leave and have to see if the spectator agrees. As the saying goes, people don’t stay with customers, but stay with customers. I always feel that there is an inexplicable feeling in the dark. In pulling, let us walk into each other's life in this way.

And since I was with her, I found that any woman can't get into my eyes anymore, or I think they are greedy for money or they are snobbish. I have to admit that she has influenced me too much. Now I look at any vulgar Fans feel that they are all born good actors, everyone has a way of sugar daddy, gentle or coquettish, in short, use as many tricks as they can, and don't use all their strength to squeeze your last drop of blood. After the calculation, since all the women in the world are so unlucky, I would rather just stop for this passing angel with broken wings, be willing to be a good husband who does not flirt with women, and report back home on time to watch her act, this position in my heart Always keep it for her alone. If I don't do this one day, I will feel uncomfortable this day, just because the second girl is really eroding my whole thought and heart without failing for a while, and I feel the kind of feeling that goes deep into the bone marrow. The bone-eating pain, its name is longing. If I hadn’t met and met at the beginning, I wouldn’t have this heart-wrenching longing. If I hadn’t felt this kind of longing, I think I would have a good life, at least not as anxious as I am now. Forbearance, seeing each other is better than missing, if I was sensible, I should listen to my mother's persuasion, let go when she didn't know anything, and then live with the only memory of me and her, supporting me to finish the journey In the future life, at least there is still room for me and her to redeem, but I didn't do that at that time, even if there was such a moment of struggle, but when I saw her expression of no nostalgia, she whispered to me coldly : "If you will, I will be very grateful to you!"

It made me change my mind and decide to spend time with her like this. There is no other reason, but because she just said such a simple thank you, she tried to get rid of me and make all the fantasies and expectations I had for her Suddenly the world fell apart, the pain pierced my heart, gratitude, what a simple word, just gratitude, there is nothing else, although the expression is calm, there is a trace of uncertain surprise and expectation in the eyes, bowing the head helplessly for a burst of wry smile , Yes, this is her, a white-eyed wolf in human skin, one minute she was still smiling and beating me on the back with a fake smile, and the next second she turned her face faster than a book, completely cold, and her words I can't hear a trace of joy, anger, sorrow, or joy in my voice. In fact, I'm secretly looking for an opportunity to wait for the opportunity. If it weren't for the sudden whim and temptation today, I wouldn't know that she and I have come to such a seemingly incompatible relationship. The respect is as cold as ice. When we look at each other face to face, the relative silence turns out to be so pale and powerless. The more I love, the sadder I am. If I'm smart enough, I should stop now and let myself be freed earlier. Thing, putting such an old-fashioned woman by your side, isn't it just adding trouble to yourself at any time, looking for anger? It should be like this, but I am an outlier. The more I want to be angry with me, the more I feel that I am being played. Fun, you can't blame me, who let her provoke me and disturb me, as long as I think of her categorical denial in front of my mother, I can't wait to tear her to pieces Wan Duan, damn it, this girl really doesn't give me any face, so I will be unreasonable and domineering once, isn't she just playing tricks?See who has played with whom, kissed her fiercely with a bit of punishment, recalling the question my mother asked me before in a trance, am I abusing her, or am I abusing myself, okay, I Admitting that I may have a tendency to self-abuse and abuse my wife, I like to find happiness in a good life and a bad life, to add to my heart, to accumulate such emotions to a certain extent, and to find faults at random, and to justify all the grievances I vented on her, I don’t know when I became like this, it’s completely sick, like a different person, it seems to be after my father passed away, if my mother stayed by my side at that time, I might not go down this crooked path.

Buddha said that people are born to suffer, but Christ God said that people are born because they committed sins in heaven, and they are all sinful bodies to atone for their sins. Now I am full of sins, and I can’t wash them away. It will be clean, I guess a problem person like me would avoid me no matter whether it is heaven or hell, and would not consider accepting me. Thinking about being a failure, even my mother may not understand my state of mind at this time, In fact, I still can’t let go, how to let go, how to let go, it’s easy to say, but it takes a lot of energy to do it. I think this is also the reason why my mother is worried. Like my father, who is affectionate and normal, he can’t be as free and easy as my mother. He is a natural optimist. Whenever he sees her, he either smiles, or concentrates on fighting the big monster named PSP in her hand. , I haven’t seen you for more than three years. It’s still the same. I can’t leave the game console. Seeing the big monster in the game console is better than seeing my own son. I don’t need my son, but I have to play games. I feel like I don’t play for a day. This day is like the end of the world, I don’t know how to live, the addiction is so itchy, and it’s endless when I play it, even the time to sit down and talk with her, I have to wait for her to pass a level , take advantage of the few seconds when you occasionally raise your head, finish what you want to say at once, maybe you just said the first word, she has already heard the end, and then it is up to her to judge whether to continue , if she finds it boring and does not arouse her interest, then there is no chance at all. She bows her head and continues to immerse herself in her magical world, transforming into a peace envoy to fight to defend the earth. No complaints, who let her be a mother, the time given to my biological son is like time stolen from God's busy schedule, hey, speechless, who will believe it, I'm afraid no matter how hard it is in the world After finding a mother like her, even the son wants to have the privilege of talking to his mother to reminisce about the old days, and the son has to make an appointment in advance.

Forget it, in fact, I envy my mother for living like this from the bottom of my heart. I envy my mother to get rid of suffering and find happiness, and to be able to do what I like so happily. What I once forgot and passed away seems to be the happiness of my previous life. It’s been a long time since I’ve experienced the feeling of a teenager who doesn’t know how to feel sad. It’s like every cell in the body is scrambling to be the first. Crying and venting, like a dragon crossing a river, longing for a carp to leap over the dragon's gate one day, fly up to the branches and become a phoenix, but in the end, it still drifts with the current, in the ebb and flow of the bamboo basket to fetch water in vain, and the falling flowers are intentional and the water is ruthless. There is nothing in the world that can compare to teaching people how to love, cannot get, cannot forget, cannot let go, reluctant to let go, and makes people uncomfortable, and she and I are suffering like this. What is the autumn wind sad painting fan.Waiting for leisure to change the old man's heart, but the old man's heart is easy to change.The Lishan language is half past midnight, and the tears, rain, and bells will never complain.How about Bo Xing Jin Yilang, who will wish for that day.Infatuated women are not absolute, just like the old naughty boy in front of me, who is definitely an outstanding representative of the ranks of unintentional women. I really did not expect that the mother after divorcing her father is much happier than before the divorce. Should it be said that she is unfeeling or that she is born with a lack of tendons? It is really incomprehensible. I can't help but feel helpless. I think I will never understand the meaning of the four words "woman" and "mother" in my life. I always say woman Fickle, at first I thought it was irrelevant to me, and I would be fine if I didn't provoke it, but it turned out not at all. There was a difficult person who made me suffer so much, and agreed to have breakfast together, and it turned out to be She asked me to help her fight the big monsters in the PSP, and when she was talking about buying a house for her, she insisted on staying in a hotel because it was convenient. , we are mother and son, what else can be seen, the old man simply said that he didn't want to be a light bulb to disturb the world of Tong Xue and me, please, what kind of fallacy is this, didn't we all know each other in the hospital ?

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