Lightning swept through the sky, making one of the loudest noises of the rainy day. When the brother and sister of Fata heard the news www.biquge.info of their mother's accident, it was like a bolt from the blue. Mother was the only pillar of their family, and now that she was there, wouldn't the sky have fallen? Fatah's tears welled up like a spring, and her voice was no longer crying. One can imagine how big a blow this blow was to Fata. The elder brother held back tears and hugged his sister to comfort her: "Don't cry, Fata, brother will always be by your side." Protect you. Fatah didn't speak, only tears dripped on the ground.

Three days later, Fatah and her brother took one last look at their mother at the funeral. The funeral was held by the driver who caused the accident to pay money to Fata and his siblings. Today, the two of them were wearing dark black mourning clothes, with cold expressions on their faces, and there was a dead silence in their eyes. The two of them looked at their mother lying in a not-so-ornate coffin, and their hearts were full of unknown feelings, after all, they were still young and knew very little about death. No one else came to bid farewell to their mother, and in the farewell hall that could have held hundreds of people, only Fatah and her brother stood in front of their mother's coffin. "Brother, when did you say our dad will come back? Fata looked at her peaceful mother and said in words that were not emotional at all. The elder brother also looked at his mother and paused and said, "Dad." Dad came back after making money. After listening to his brother's words, Fata's emotions suddenly exploded, and two lines of tears flowed down. She turned her head to her brother and shouted, "Make money, make money." Just to make money, I haven't seen him since I was born. Besides, have you ever seen him send a penny home? It's all my mother's hard-earned money, and now my mother is like this, and he doesn't even look at it. Is there a father like him! She's not my father, I don't have a father like this!" Fata was out of control, and she kept blaming her father. The elder brother listened to Fata's accusatory words, lowered his head and trembled, and with a crisp voice, his brother gave Fata a slap on his face, holding back tears from the corners of his eyes, and shouted at Fata: "You are not allowed to say that, Dad." Fata's whole body was shaking, obviously frightened by her brother's tone and the slap, and her crying voice increased a lot. Step by step, Fata stepped back, away from her terrified brother. After about five steps back, Fata turned around and ran, running aimlessly.

The slowly setting sun turned the sky and clouds fiery red. Fata ran all the way, tears falling behind her. She ran out of the cemetery and on the highway in the direction of her home. After a long, long time, the sky was completely dark, the clouds completely obscured the stars, not a single star was illuminated, and even the moon was invisible. Fata's running finally stopped, and the place where she stopped was the dilapidated house of theirs. She sat on the doorstep of her home, clasping her knees with her hands, burying her head in it and sobbing. She wanted to knock on the door and see her mother open the door for her, but she didn't dare to knock for fear that there would be no response from inside.

The night time always passes quickly, and the morning sun gradually rises from the east. Fata was crying tiredly, and the redness and swelling of her eyes did not subside as she fell asleep. Click, a boy in the distance gasped, his forehead covered with sweat from anxiety, and the dark circles under his eyes were bigger than those of the panda. Apparently the boy had not slept all night, and he was Fata's brother. When he slapped his sister Fata in the farewell hall, he regretted it and rushed out to find his sister. But there was no one around the cemetery, so he had to expand his scope and continue to search. Until night found day, and from the suburbs found the city. It wasn't until he saw Fatah sleeping soundly in the doorway of their former house that his heart sank. "Fata. He shouted and rushed to his sister, who had just woken up, and hugged her tightly, leaving tears in his eyes. Fata was startled and said in a panic: "Brother, what's wrong with you, don't cry, let's carry something together." "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! I shouldn't have hit you. I'm not a good brother, my mother died, I couldn't comfort you in time, and it was all my fault that you suffered what you shouldn't have suffered at this age. Fata's brother reproached himself. Fata leaned back and looked into his brother's eyes and said, "Brother, it's okay, I can stand it." "Because of the night's sleep and the weakness of the body after many days of grief, Fata's forehead was unusually hot. Fata watched in a coma as her brother said something but couldn't hear it, and then fainted. This was also her last impression of her brother.

She was already in the children's home when Fatah woke up, but his brother was not. Fata ran around the corner of the courtyard to find her brother, but she couldn't find her. She asked the dean what was going on with all this, how did she get here, who sent her, and most importantly, what about her brother? The dean didn't know how to answer the many questions for a while: "It was your brother who sent you in the first place, and he said that he went to find his father and came back to pick you up." This is the letter he left to you. Fatah took the letter and opened it, containing a bank card and a letter.

Dear Sister,

Sister, I'm going to find Dad, and we'll pick you up when I find Dad. You should first be wronged in the welfare home. That bank card was all the money we had in our house, plus the money that the driver lost after my mother's funeral. Maybe not much, so you can take it and buy what you need.

Brother

Fata burst into tears after reading the letter, she knew that she was going to be alone for a long, long time. Her heart was filled with fear, the fear of loneliness. For the next few months, Fata stayed in the dark corners of the dormitory, not making friends with anyone else. No matter how much the teacher tried to persuade her, he couldn't persuade her to come out.

On this day, Fata still fell asleep in bed in the second half of the night, but she usually did not dream today, but she had a nightmare today. In her dreams, she ran on a terrible grey brick path, and on either side of the road there was not even a single life, only the sparse, withered, crooked trunks of trees. The entire sky was dyed a creepy red with the blood-red moon. Fata was running in such an environment, and it was very puzzling what she was running. At that moment, a cold sweaty voice came out and filled the entire space: "Don't you want power, don't you want to be strong, don't you want to be on top of the world?"