Standing on top of the magnificence, he thinks of himself so high that he is almost justified.

What is at your fingertips is enough to make everyone dizzy, but your own intuition is ridiculous and accustomed to it, which shows how arrogant it is.

is still singing about the loss of conscience, still going to the soup in confusion, and not letting anyone see it.

I just hope that I can see it in the end of the final come-the Weiyang I have been looking for for a long time.

I am...... The illusion of theft.

…………

I've always felt very close to the past, even though I know it's because I only have the past in my eyes.

I am admired by all people.

A single change of tone in the eyes can cause a frenzy.

The place where it passed was dizzy, hopeless, swelling and fermenting.

With my glamorous appearance, I don't have to worry about what the future holds.

But no one knows what I really look like.

****

I was sensible earlier than anyone else.

I can easily be selfish and considerate, and I am what I do best, and this is not boasting, nor is it far-fetched, because from the moment I became sensible, I knew that I was completely influenced by my mother.

Mother is a beautiful woman, her beauty is not shocking but she is proud enough, enough for her to achieve self-appreciation.

However, my mother was still a wise woman, and she knew how to present her beauty in the most beautiful way, and she could control and manipulate the man's heart when she used it properly.

As a result, the whole life means that it is impossible to be normal.

And he is destined to face the cruel comfort of his mother who doesn't know how to stop.

Hiding in the piano room that day. I refused to come out of it until the evening, and I really didn't want to admit the reality, and this was the third day of my mother's divorce from my father.

Lifting the light purple curtain, looking out the window at the hue that was no longer warm, his fingers were slightly sore from the crazy practice, and he was about to rub his fingertips one by one, when his stomach also screamed angrily.

He lowered his head and reached out to touch his abdomen, the tip of his tongue poking out the corner of his mouth to moisten his dry lips, so he decided to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Pushing open the door, you have to go downstairs to the kitchen and pass by your mother's bedroom.

The mother received a large share of the property. Life is more than rich. However, it is not a substitute for consummation.

For the marriage between his mother and father, maybe because he didn't see her make a move to redeem it, although he didn't know why he followed his mother after half of this family, he had a lot of dissatisfaction in his heart.

Determined to fight his mother coldly. Although he is still just a small child.

It's naïve like a girl. Hiding in the piano room and abusing yourself with oversaturated practice weights. Waiting for his mother to come in and stop him, but he didn't get a suspicious sound from day to night.

The blow that fell short made the little anger in his bones even higher. So when he passed by his mother's bedroom, he deliberately closed his eyes and ignored it as if it didn't exist.

However, when the eyes are closed, the auditory nerve becomes more sensitive and can hear fleeting sounds as well as sounds that should not be heard.

The corridor was dim, and he came to the door of his mother's bedroom with this undulating but heart-wrenching voice, a little gap just an eye away, and the light that leaked out made his blood tremble.

"Mom's ......"

Tentatively screamed, his blood suddenly cooled when he saw the image soaked in orange light.

The mother was held in the arms of a man he had never seen before, and the two of them rolled their lips in obsession, he didn't understand what they were doing, but he only felt nauseous, and his stomach couldn't stop souring, and he was spasming like pain.

"Don't touch her......" murmured tremblingly, but her mother's confused face enlarged before her eyes, uncontrollably becoming clearer and clearer, and every angle announced that she was enjoying the pleasure of the moment.

But why, I feel so uncomfortable in my heart.

Stunned, he stepped back, stepped back again, turned around and pushed open the door of the house and ran out.

At that time, he began to wonder which party was to blame for the divorce between his mother and father.

Later, without tossing and turning, such scenes have become a daily scene that often exists, and if you are not careful, you will see your mother intersecting with various men's ambiguous limbs, verbally seducing, and yourself, almost humbly, wandering aimlessly outside, stubbornly not looking at the center of avoidance of your childish behavior, from resentment to numbness, it is only the length of gradual sensibility.

I can't remember at what certain point in time I no longer have hope, and my mother herself is just an unrelated role for her to live in, that is, on the overlapping growth baseline, and her talent is gradually revealed.

"How's your song going?"

"You don't have time to have fun, now hurry up and write something."

"This award has to be won this time."

"I have my eye on a car, I have already booked it, and you paid for it."

“……”

There are a lot of calls from one side, but I never care about myself.

On the contrary, they are all self-centered, ensuring that they will not have any risk problems in the future, so the preaching that they finally opened their mouths is just urging themselves to hurry up and have the achievements that she can see.

But what could she see?

She can only see herself.

The tune that pours out all beings is full of tools in exchange for merit and fame in the eyes of the mother, but in her own eyes, it is just a satire of having such a mother's high profile.

How ridiculous, the same thing has a thousand forms in the eyes of different people, but is it actually the human heart that is really diverse?

Disgust, hatred, disdain, his own extremely gray personality and preferences, his mockery of everything...... It's all become a matter of course.

However, until he became famous and climbed to the top of the world, he didn't expect that this kind of negative thing would be liked and even crazy for everyone.

The corners of his mouth curled mockingly, what kind of depravity has become of this world.

And since then, I have had this understanding - amorous, needless sadness.

I acted as a prodigal son in a haughty manner, preferring to be glamorous with the ladies of the hotel than to believe the words of a woman.

It wasn't until I met you later, a brief encounter - you were petite and healed my heart.

But why...... The whole world is in my possession, but I have not been able to include you.

I miss you so much......

Where the hell are you......

This time, did it finally find you......

When the vine kite opened his eyes, his head was still the milky white figure, and he woke up a little reluctantly, but when the brain was running again, and the reading file of last night's scene generally returned to the cranial nerves, he suddenly raised the corners of his mouth.

At that time, touching the girl's forehead, her reaction was so familiar, fitting into a soft crack in her heart.

Maybe, I'm just saying maybe, it's you.

The vine kite turned its head sideways, but there was no trace of Mi Zhen, only pure white that had been completely cool. (To be continued......)