I buried the little milk cat and held my stomach and looked at the tall buildings next to me.

In the quarrel after quarrel, to stay or not to stay, I wandered. It wasn't until the B-ultrasound came out that I decided to keep my first child. But I still didn't dare to face the unknown darkness.

I want to escape, I want to go back to school, get away from it all. Tears burst out of my eyes again and again, wiped dry again and again, but soaked again and again. I wanted to leave everybody, but I didn't have anything, I just had to stay somewhere, with two threads on my body, one on each side.

When something like this happens, my parents always suppress him for my sake, and their prejudice against him deepens day by day. Describing the future to me made me, who was already afraid of the future, fall deeper and deeper.

He was forced by his family environment and too many things constrained him. A single word of money has already driven him crazy. The future in his mouth made my heart that I wanted to escape find a support point, but it was also cold and piercing behind it.

I stood in the middle, with a tiger in front and a wolf in the back, with only cliffs on either side, and the waves were rough.

"Look! How wonderful it is there! There is the life you want, the wealth you want, and the happiness you want. A voice was always wafting in my head, and she directed me, "Look! There is no darkness there, there is light everywhere, there is no fear of you, there is no weakness of you! ”

I walked, and walked, and a blinding white light came from a door in the darkness.

I opened it and my fantasy came true. I suddenly opened my eyes, and tears were already soaking the pillow.

I sat there and looked at the opulent high-rises, and I was shaken.

They are all thinking about it, and it's been almost half a month. I didn't do anything but make that decision, I couldn't do anything. I can't do anything other than eat and drink every day and escape.

I want to leave, to stay away from all this cause and effect.

The rain still kept falling, and it was like my mood.

I pressed the button, stepped into the elevator, and stepped into the rain. A few minutes later, I saw the door, where I had everything I wanted, and the little milk cat I had buried with my own hands smiling at me, and I could hug my baby.

Medicinal herbs, right is itself, wrong is equivalent to poison. Poison is the same as medicine when used correctly, and it is itself when it is wrong.

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