"Eighteen? You just live to be eighty, and in the eyes of me and your father, you're just a child!"

"Don't regret it, when you regret it, it's too late! Your life has already been ruined, and if you want to start over, you won't have a chance at all!"

Mother An saw her daughter, who had always been well-behaved, actually stalked back to herself with her neck, and the anger in her chest was rising.

Her voice was also higher than the other.

"If you don't believe me, ask the adults out there and see what they regret the most. ”

"Nine out of ten will tell you that they regret not studying well when they were in school. If you miss the best years, even if you want to make up for it later, it's too late!"

Anne shook her head desperately, "Give up drawing, don't wait for later, I'll regret it now! Mom! Why can't you think about it for me, I like to draw, I really like it!"

"I like to use a fart!"

Mother An was really anxious, she had always been self-contained, and she actually began to spit fragrant mouths.

"Your dad and I are thinking about your future and for your own good, so we urge you to study hard. ”

An's mother was angry and tired, and she only felt physically and mentally exhausted.

Alas, today's children, why is it so unworrying?

She is her own mother, not a stepmother, will she still harm her?

"For my good, for my good?! You keep saying it's good for me, but you force me to give up what I love most, make me sad, make me miserable, and that's for my good?"

Anne also cried breathlessly, as if she had been pushed to a critical point, and completely exploded.

"Y-you kid-"

Mother An really didn't know what to say, she said a lot of good things, she was reasonable, and she laid out the facts, she, why couldn't she listen to it!

At this moment, An's mother's hands were a little itchy.

The education of bullshit's love, the bullshit's zero yelling mother, she wants to sacrifice the "artifact" now and clean up this girl!

Just when the mother and daughter were at a stalemate, just when An's mother was about to hold back and stretch out her hand, the door was pushed open.

"Oh, okay, why are you arguing?"

Father An looked kind, as if he hadn't heard the quarrel at home just now.

At this time, when I saw my daughter with tears on her face, she pretended to be surprised, walked quickly to the front, drew a few sheets of tissue paper on the study table, and slowly wiped her daughter.

"Shishi, why are you crying? What's the matter, let's talk slowly, don't cry!"

Father An was very gentle and his tone was very gentle.

He is a standard loving father, he has never beaten and scolded his daughter, and every time his daughter is reprimanded by his wife, he will also come in "at the right time" to play a round.

What a "well-timed"!

Anne sighed inwardly.

All her efforts just now were in vain.

Annie's accusations one by one are not all venting, but more trying to make things irreparable.

She needs an opportunity, and then break with her parents and fulfill the original owner's dream by herself!

However, the appearance of An's father successfully broke the tense atmosphere she had finally created.

"Hmph!" Mother An secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Father An come in.

Almost, she almost couldn't hold on.

Although she was very angry and wanted to wake up this ignorant daughter, An's mother also knew in her heart that the child was old and must not be taken lightly.

Today's children are too squeamish, and they will jump off the building when they are thrown a mobile phone by the teacher and scolded by their parents.

Two days ago, I watched a TV series and saw a child who was scolded by his mother for not doing well in an exam, and then turned around and drank paraquat.

When I watched it at the time, An's mother and An's father secretly muttered to themselves, such a child is really too ignorant and hurts the hearts of his parents.

But they were also sounded the alarm: their daughter is also seventeen or eighteen years old, and she is the most fragile and sensitive.

Therefore, when she was about to take it back, the appearance of An's father just saved the scene.

Mother An was glad in her heart, but she deliberately made an angry look on her face, and she even had a disgusted look of "let you be a good person".

An's father didn't care, and still comforted his daughter softly, "Shishi, don't blame your mother for acting domineering, you don't know her temperament?

"Think about it, did your mother send you to study art in the first place? Look at what you like, no matter how expensive the tuition is, no matter how expensive the painting equipment is, she never refuses?"

An's father's words were like a spring breeze blowing on his face, and like a silent drizzle that moisturized things, slowly calming his daughter's anger.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Anne feels that the residual consciousness of the original owner seems to be less manic.

Anne took a closer look, and she also felt a trace of helplessness from the remnant soul of the original owner.

That's right, it's helpless. The helplessness that can't be broken away and can't escape, and the surrender to fate.

In an instant, Anne suddenly understood the contradictions and entanglements of the original owner.

She was disgusted with her parents' "good for you", but she also understood that her parents were really for her, and all the arrangements also came from her parents' love for her.

It's just that the parents never thought that their kindness and love would hurt their only biological daughter.

That's, it's a bit of a despair.

As a sensible child, Ashini thanked her parents for their dedication to her, but she was really suffering because of this dedication.

Perhaps, this is her greatest sorrow!

It's not that she can't resist, it's not that she can't break up, but she can't do it, because she loves her parents too!

Realizing this, Anne suddenly felt a little sorry for the original owner.

Well, she's such a good boy, but-

Now, Anne has become Ashini, and she has to slowly change this state in Ashini's way and complete all the regrets in Ashini's heart!

“...... Me, I...... I just want to paint, why tear my paintings, why throw away my painting tools!"

Anne seemed to have listened to Ann's father's words.

On her tear-stained face, a flash of memory and guilt flashed, but soon, it was aggrieved again.

Seeing her like this, An's father sighed secretly, and gave his wife a vague look at the angle that Anne couldn't see.

Mother: ......

After a few seconds of hesitation, An's mother still opened her mouth, "Okay, good, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have just lost your painting tools." Well, it's going to be the final exam, and if you can get back to the first place, then Mom will consider buying you a new set of painting tools!"

"Yes, yes, let your mother buy you another good set. Shishi, you see that your mother apologized to you, should you also respond? Your attitude just now doesn't seem to be very good!"

Father An took the opportunity to persuade, his tone was very soft, but what he said was very persistent.

“...... Mom, yes, I'm sorry, I, I shouldn't talk back to you!" Anne sighed in her heart again, what a father and mother, one soft and one hard, one sings white face and one sings red face, it really matches perfectly!