On the day of separation, my mother and I went to our new home with the moving company, and the diary clearly stated that the time was on the evening of July 2 in 08.

As for the reason, I think my mother must have been afraid to stay in that unfortunate home, knowing that the absconding man could return home at any time.

Therefore, until the police completely arrest people, it will be safer for me to live with my mother.

I sat in the car and watched the street scene outside the window go backwards, and I was tired of it, and I yawned as if I was talking to the taxi driver.

"It's almost there."

My mother rubbed my head bitterly, and somehow, this little sense of happiness suddenly filled my heart.

"Mommy doesn't cry, we're almost at our new home." I saw the crying face faintly reflected in the car window and comforted.

"Mom didn't cry, but her eyes got into the sand......"

The windows on both sides of the taxi were still closed.

……

The new home is housed in a nondescript street apartment, some distance from the original home.

The interior of the simple white apartment has no floor-to-ceiling windows, let alone a huge living room, and the housing area can only accommodate a few pieces of furniture, small but inexplicably full.

Including an electric piano in the corner.

After tidying up the housekeeping of my new home, I chattered and asked to play the piano, and my mother naturally became my first loyal listener.

She carried me up on the high piano bench and waited eagerly for me to perform.

"Hmm......"

I sat down in front of the electric piano and my brain was inexplicably empty.

"If you want to play the piano, you should turn the lid up."

"Yes!"

I slowly lifted the cover on the keys, followed the order I remembered the man had taught me, and slowly struck the black and white keys with both hands.

At that moment, I poured all my emotions and energy into it.

The melody of the little star danced at my fingertips, and although there were not many parts that could be played smoothly, my mother did not hesitate to praise her.

My mind heats up in a fluttering state, and soon I am hurrying to the end of my private recital, the presence of an audience that seems to distract me.

"The little star played by Zheng Chen is so good, it really looks like a little pianist."

"Really?" It was a pleasant surprise for me to play this piece for the third time.

"When did mom deceive Zheng Chen." My mother stretched out her slender hand and scratched it on my nose.

"Then I'm going to be a pianist." Without thinking about it, I said something stupid.

But luckily, my mother supported me.

If you can achieve something and be admitted to your favorite conservatory, you will indeed have a good home.

But in fact, I played the piano as a pianist, nothing more than to heal her heartbreak, and her ambitions were not as distant and great as she thought.

I'm just an ordinary, naïve kid who can play a little piano music.

"Let me tell Zhengchen a little story."

"Okay, okay, tell a story." As soon as I mentioned the words of the story, I instantly forgot the events of the previous second.

"Let's talk about the small temple in Shallow Summer Park." The mother found a low stool from the side and sat down.

"A little drizzle?" I looked up at my mother, "Does it mean rain?" ”

The corner of the mother's mouth pursed a smile: "No, the temple is a place to pray for blessings, that is, you can make a wish." ”

"Is it really possible to make a wish?"

"Absolutely."

The mother continued to devote herself and said enthusiastically:

"Every year, people go to the temple to make a wish, and eventually, their wish will come true."

"It's amazing, then I go with my mother to make a wish, can I always be happy in the future?" My excitement was like a flood that was about to burst its banks.

"Hmm."

"I want a lot of good food and fun toys."

I didn't know it as a child, but this was the first time in my life that my mother lied to me, but it was by no means the last.

I closed the yellowed journal and ended the memories that I shouldn't have.

"I've slept and I've got to go to a restaurant for an interview tomorrow." I walked to the door of my room and turned off the fluorescent lamp.