"Baby, sleep, the cat is coming, the dog is coming, the baby is asleep!"

looked at his sleeping son calmly and wept silently.

"Son, you have to be strong, your mother can't accompany you anymore, you have to walk well in the future!"

Calmly, he muttered in his mouth and couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Mom can't stand you, she doesn't deserve to be your mother, she doesn't deserve to say she loves you!"

Calmly writing at the desk, the little tadpoles brewed with heart swim in the sea rendered on white paper, so lonely and so eager for freedom.

The pen was sprinkled, swayed, and the tears couldn't help but fall, showing off petals on the paper, and Luoying floated on the water, just like her wounded heart.

Calmly pressed it gently with her son's pencil case, she turned back into the house and looked at her dear baby affectionately, and then gently closed the door, and the sound of the security door seemed so quiet.

Calmly running downstairs, she used her hurried steps to vent her despair. Calmly can't wait to fly to the boundless space with the wind under your feet and wings, and find a pure world to get rid of your worries.

Calmly trotting all the way, causing some people to turn their heads in surprise. Calmly felt like a thorn in her back, or the person was wearing see-through glasses, able to penetrate her clothes and see her bright red heart beating.

Calmly ran faster, a taxi flashed quickly, took the initiative to stop, she jumped into the car without thinking, the car smoked and ran away.

The motor whimpered, corresponding to her heart.

The calm husband was sleeping soundly, and the son ran over, pushed him and said, "Dad, where is Mommy?"

He opened his eyes and looked at his son, a little impatient: "I don't know, where do you want to go!"

He rolled over and closed his eyes again. He wanted to sleep with him for seven days and seven nights, and forget all his worries.

"It's Mommy's letter!"

"What kind of Yanghu is going on, what else is it about...... Letter ......"

He suddenly felt abnormal, he sat up all at once, his eyes wide open, he snatched his son's letter and looked at it in a daze.

"Son, my son, you have to be strong, your mother can't accompany you anymore, you have to walk well in the future.

Mom is not a good mother, she makes you ugly in front of everyone, so many gossips come to me, I am about to suffocate.

Mom can feel your pain, so many people poke your backbone, so many people point to your nose and scold, and the layers of bruises under your ribs must be caused by children.

They say your mother is not a good mother, they say your mother is a bad woman, son, my dear son, I have put you to shame.

I admit that I am not a good mother, delaying my own children for the sake of other people's children, and making my own family unhappy for the sake of other people's family happiness. Your mom wasn't there when you were in the hospital, and she was tutoring someone on your birthday. Mom gave birth to you but didn't raise you, Mom can't stand you!

But my mother vouches for her personality that my mother is by no means a bad woman, not a ** son.

Mom went to Yu Yanmei's office, it was indeed a bit slippery and flattering, and my mother reported to the leaders to let them recognize Mom, get more certificates, get more rewards, and make our lives better.

Now that I think about it, how frivolous and ridiculous it was, how comical and ignorant.

Mom vouches for her own personality, Mom is eager for quick success, strict requirements, and sometimes beats people, but Mom has no bad intentions, and she is by no means a prodigal and frivolous person. Mom will never sell her body and exchange her body for fame, you have to trust Mom.

In that photo, I don't know who has ulterior motives, who is blaming others, who is indiscriminately benefiting the media to make waves, who is disgusting others with disgusting pictures, I can't clear my name, I'm bruised all over my body, my heart is full of melancholy.

I want to wash away my shame with my life, I want to awaken Qu Yuan's soul on the banks of the Tuojiang River, and let the saints of thousands of years ago comfort my shame.

Yu Yanmei is not a good person, I really regret that I didn't expose him, which led to such a bitter fruit. My compromise was a mistake, and the connivance of bad people made this society worse. The turmoil of Yunqiao Middle School, I have an uncompromising responsibility.

Son, I still don't have the courage to fight. At noon that day, Yu Yanmei kissed me, I was ashamed and embarrassed, Yu Yanmei's hands and feet were not once or twice, I swallowed my anger and wanted to change the peace for a while, I didn't have the courage to expose it, I was afraid that the little shoes would be uncomfortable.

Since then, I have rarely visited Yu Yanmei's office, even if he calls me. Actually, there is another reason why he called me, I found out about his dirty and dirty behavior, why Shan Baichuan became the director, why Shan Baichuan used Ge Yongjie to blackmail me, ask Shan Baichuan to know.

I have their recordings in my mobile phone, the director of Shan Baichuan was exchanged for his body, and Shan Baichuan can't live with Ming Jiacheng!

Some people can believe in the beauty of the parables and the mountains and rivers, but who can believe in the beautiful things of me and the parables?

Now that my mother wants to open it, I am not afraid, and I understand the truth of "standing on the wall, and being rigid if you have no desire".

I have thoroughly comprehended Tan Sitong's bones, and I want to exchange my life for this Lang Lang Qiankun and let Yu Yanmei step down. If you have the intention to kill the thief and have no power to return to heaven, justice will come sooner or later.

Son, don't hate your father, don't blame him for this, I don't forgive myself, let alone your father.

There is still a long way to go, you have to listen to your father, do it and cherish it.

Son, I'm leaving, love your mom!"

A letter of sincerity.

Calmly her husband's hands trembled, his face gradually turned from yellow to blue, the clouds were thick, the muscles of his face became distorted and terrifying, and teardrops the size of beans fell like raindrops.

He stood up tremblingly, his legs trembling like chaff and not obeying.

"Where's your mother's phone, what about your mother's phone?"

His hands were so trembling that he couldn't even count the number, and his body was like tens of thousands of earthworms swimming, and his nerves were swollen as if they were about to burst, and they wanted to grow new shoots in his body and grow into a dirty and ugly tree.

The phone was tinkling, and the folded clothes were glistening.

His head was so misty that he couldn't see anything. The brainstorm is about to blow out of the seven orifices, and there is not even ** left.

A fresh picture was reflected in front of his eyes: calmly walking step by step to the center of the Tuojiang River, the water dragging his hair, three thousand troubles, gradually merging with the river, and the pupils flickering in the river.

The calm husband ran out like crazy, not caring about the bloody rain and bloody wind at the gate of Yunqiao Middle School, and he almost collapsed.

Asking left and right, up and down, several people came to the Tuojiang River.

The Tuojiang River is silent, flowing slowly, sparkling, whether there is a calm smile, only God knows.

The water flowed silently, calmly did not come, only the wind in the ears poured out the story that the wind knew. The fish swam back and forth, as if mocking themselves silently.

But he didn't know where to go calmly, they searched all the harbors, but there was no calm figure.

Calmly, calmly, where the hell have you been!