Inadvertently, the day of the college entrance examination is approaching, and I am all about the college entrance examination, and after the exam, I don't feel very good. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info was embarrassed to see the teacher, so he went home first.

When it was time to add volunteers, I took the volunteer form to ask Mr. Liu for guidance and discussed it together. When I arrived at the teacher's house with one of my classmates, the teacher had already moved out of the old house and into a bungalow with a yard. It is said that his daughter-in-law is using the empty south and west rooms to live for international students, and she has some extra income. When we arrived, Mr. Liu was the only one in the house, and I found that the teacher was no longer in a normal state, he no longer sat down to talk to me, but felt anxious and restless.

When I tried to talk to him, he just looked away and said, "My ID card is missing, I'm on a business trip, I need to find it." So the teacher found a long stick and searched everywhere under the bed, under the cupboard, and in the corners, and he stood there and watched him, ignoring me and my classmates.

It must be that he is not in his right mind, otherwise he is by no means such a cold person, my heart is full of fear, I begged my classmates to accompany the teacher with me, at least until his family comes back, otherwise how dangerous would it be for such a delirious person to be at home alone?

Everything I asked him didn't respond, he was just focused on looking for his ID.

One afternoon we were standing in front of his house, and he just ignored us like that, going around looking for his ID.

I didn't dare to stay any longer, and I didn't know how to communicate with him, how to contact his family, and I went to the yard next door to find out about the situation at his house. I had to go back to school with my classmates first, found my younger brother and told me about the situation, and hurried over with a few classmates, but it was already completely dark.

When I arrived at Mr. Liu's house, I found that there was no one at home, the door was open, and I asked the neighbors around who didn't know what was going on, and Mr. Liu was gone. I was so anxious that I wondered if I should call the police? A few people discussed and said that they would wait for a while and see if anyone would come back. and then make a decision to see what to do? Maybe someone was going to the neighborhood for something? Don't let us complicate it.

Several classmates waited until 12 o'clock in the middle of the night and did not wait for a person, and several people had no idea, so they had to say that they would find a way the next day. Everyone has just finished the college entrance examination, and everyone is uneasy, and I can't bear to be tired like this, but what should I do if the door of Mr. Liu's house is not locked? My brother and I stayed behind to guard, and the other students went back to school.

Finally waited until the next day, an aunt came back early in the morning, and when I asked, I found out that it was Mr. Liu's sister, saying that Mr. Liu had a quarrel, and his daughter-in-law ran back to her parents' house, and Mr. Liu was also sick, and the family was sent to Hohhot Psychiatric Hospital overnight for hospitalization. I couldn't help crying, my aunt also cried, the two of them clasped their hands together and cried, the aunt said that there was a family inheritance, and because Mr. Liu's work was not going well, and the daughter-in-law was not very sensible, nothing was smooth, so she became ill.

At that time, I thought: I must find someone in this life who can know and love each other to spend my life, otherwise everything will be empty, empty and useless.

That year, I didn't get into college due to some unexpected reasons. There has been no news of Mr. Liu, and he has been to his home many times, and every time the door is locked, there is no trace of anyone's life, and since then Mr. Liu's message has been lost. In the bitter days of tutoring, my worried heart has not been let go for a day.

It wasn't until the second year that I was admitted to medical school, and I went to the Fifth Hospital to inquire, but Mr. Liu was not there, and I completely lost his information.

When I came home during the winter vacation, I could see that my mother's mood was not good, and her expression was strange, and I knew what was wrong, but what I never imagined was that it would be Mr. Liu's business.

Lie down next to your mother and close your eyes in peace. But I heard my mother say, "Lian'er, Mom told you something, don't be too sad." I sat up and asked in horror, "What's the matter?" I still didn't think it was Mr. Liu's business.

"It's your teacher Liu who is gone. "My mother was trying to restrain her emotions.

"What does it mean? What does it mean to be gone?" I already knew what it meant, and I burst into tears, crying, and fell into my mother's arms. My mother stroked my head and murmured, "It's good to be good to be good for a person, it's good for a good person, it's good for a good person to be gone!"

I cried enough and was tired of crying, and most of the night passed before I heard my mother tell the reason.

The teacher went to the fifth hospital for a period of time, his condition improved, and he was discharged home to recuperate, but the two of them still stumbled and quarreled, one day, the teacher ran away from home with some money and things, and there was no news until an old shepherd in Daqingshan found a body that had been corrupted, and the public security department notified the family of the missing person to identify, because a special tooth was confirmed to be Mr. Liu.

I heard that it was because Mr. Liu's mother and sister went to Mr. Liu's house to visit the teacher, and Mr. Liu's daughter-in-law did not cook for the old man, so the teacher was very sad, and the two quarreled again, and Mr. Liu ran away from home when he fell ill, and then he was delirious and wandered outside, and people looked at him pitifully and gave him something to eat, but he didn't eat it himself, and looked for his mother to eat for his mother all over the mountains, and then starved himself to death.

Mr. Liu is a very filial son, I remember that when he took us to geometry class that year, when he came back after the summer vacation, he wore a vest during the basketball game, and the skin on his body was burned by the sun, and what was peeled off was a layer of dead skin. The teacher said that he had sunburned himself when he went home for the autumn harvest. Teacher Liu said solemnly: If I don't harvest in autumn, I have to work with my father and mother, and I am an only child, so I have to do it!

Even if there are genetics, even if there are thousands of reasons to drive people crazy, is this fate too cruel? Why can't good people die well? I am full of resentment towards God and resentment towards fate!