This is the combat power of the super cat, and while exclaiming, he also picked up an apple with Xiao Lei. Savor the fruits of victory.

Since I saw Xiao Jin's combat effectiveness, I was impressed with him, and every time I saw him tell me interesting things about Xiao Jin, I had a love and respect for Xiao Jin, this cat seems to be familiar with me from the first day I saw me, every night every night will sneak to my bedside and then fall asleep. When I inadvertently show his tail, I hear a strange cat meow every night. Strange to say, the cat comes almost every night.

I've been happy here for a few days since I ran away from home, but it's short-lived.

It's been a few weeks in the blink of an eye, and one night I had a dream. The father in the dream was holding Xiao Lei, I yelled at him, and then Xiao Jin pounced and bit me. After that, I was awakened, tears had already wet the head of the bed, and since that night I have not allowed Xiaojin to enter my room, no, it should be Gu Xiaolei's room.

I think it's been long enough. I had written an anonymous letter to my father before this, and maybe he would understand my feelings. I told him I was safe and made him understand that I just wanted to calm down.

Maybe nothing happened to my father and that woman, and although I don't know what adults think, I still don't want to lose my happiness.

I feel like I've given myself enough time, so I want to leave a letter and end this long-distance happiness

To the lovely and caring Aunt Gu, as well as the handsome Brother Gu Tian, and the naughty little fool:

Actually, I didn't tell you, I actually ran away from home, and I experienced the never-ending quarrels between my father and mother. I wanted to make them understand my pain. In the days with you, I am happy and happy, thank you Aunt Gu for your gentleness, thank you Brother Gu Tian for your tolerance, and you, Xiao Lei, you bring me the best memories. Thank you for taking me to the orchard, I will always remember the taste of apples, in short, I think you are all good people, thank you, maybe we will meet.

- Ahri

I didn't choose to walk during the day, and at midnight with the moonlight and the snoring of thunder, I set out on my way home. Looking back at this place that gives me happiness, thinking of the person who gave me happiness, there are too many reluctances, and I don't know when the tears will fall.

I didn't reply directly, I called Ziting and asked him to come and pick me up.

Qing'er, where are you? Why are you missing, and you won't tell me where you go? Are you home? Ziting wore a ponytail. Wearing a pair of jeans and that flushed face, Ziting let me into the bedroom. He was the only one in his house and his parents were often away from home, so I came here a lot. Ziting is also my best friend.

We lay on the bed together and talked about my recent events, and before we knew it, we fell asleep. Maybe it's tired. Before I knew it, I fell asleep until Ziting woke me up.

Qing'er, what's wrong with you, Ziting was very worried about me, so she barely slept that night. I rubbed my eyes and replied to him: It's okay, it's just a dream.

Ziting said: Don't worry too much, it will be fine in the future, my parents haven't come to see me for so long, aren't I here too.

I said Ziting, you're a woman! I'm not as strong as you. After saying that, the two of us hugged each other and laughed. But soon I hugged and cried again, probably because I touched the scene. But it made me feel like we were all too nervous. Early the next morning. I heard a knock at the door and ran to open it, and it turned out to be my mother, who was very emaciated. And the eyes were very red, and it was from then on that the father disappeared from our field of vision, and the mother said that they were divorced. Then tell me that my father had betrayed us. For some reason, I felt very calm when I heard these words, and naturally I only replied

I think I should know how to live alone, maybe that's why I like solitude.

Gradually getting back on track, I'm getting used to being so strong, but I'm so vulnerable. Every day I am busy and I don't think too much, but sometimes I fantasize that when I go to school, my father is always waiting for me at the school gate, and I take all his good because he just wants to make up for his mistakes, and I think I should give him this opportunity.

In this way, life is gradual......

The days passed quickly, and for a few years my father and mother always kept a certain distance, but I have completely forgiven my father. But sometimes I wonder if I don't find out about my father's betrayal every day. Maybe we'll never know. My father told me stories about her. She was the woman, and my father told me how they met. The honesty of the neighborhood made me feel at ease. Maybe my father won't leave me again, and I will continue to live like this.