Xu Fengfan is gone, but his words have been echoing in my head.

Yes, after going through so many twists and turns, I really realized that as a student, I should have my own mission. It's a pity that because of my greed, Xiao Ranzi, I can no longer take the college entrance examination.

I remember that he once said that he wanted to study at Peking University, and then he would study at Peking University for graduate students and doctoral studies, and he would study economics and create the best conditions for the people he loved in the future.

Xiao Ranzi, now, all this can only remain in my memory. And I can't do it for you. But I'm going to try, I'm going to try to be as good as you.

At this moment, I suddenly began to hate the city. Most of the memories I have in this city are not good. I wanted to go to a completely new place and start over.

From small to large, until now. Happy memories can't hide the sadness in my heart.

When I got home in the evening, I called my mom. I remember the last time, my mother said that she wanted to stay in the seaside town for a long time, so I wanted to ask her to take me with her. I don't care if I'm out of the ordinary, I just want to find a place and forget about the past.

When my mother heard that I was willing to move south with her, her tone was full of happiness. However, she still did not immediately answer me. After all, it wasn't her business alone, she had to discuss it with that uncle. I said okay, I'm not in a hurry anyway.

What's more, even if my mother's discussion results are that she can take me with her, my father's pass will be sad.

You can only take one step first, even if it is one step.

Two days later, my mom gave me an answer. She said that my uncle would be happy for me to join them in their life, after all, I am my mother's daughter, and he has a sister who is a few years older than me in his family, and we will not be alone when we get along with each other in the future.

I'm glad that I'm also a sister now. Hopefully, that sister will like me.

The next day, I mustered up the courage to tell my dad that I wanted to live with my mom.

When my dad asked me why, I didn't know how to answer, and he was angry and said how could I make such a big decision so casually! Seeing that I am in my third year of high school, changing schools now must not be helpful for my studies. This achievement has just been raised, and after such a toss, it must be declining again. How could I be allowed to run away with my mother thousands of miles away now! I want to go, but I also want to go to university. When the time comes, if it is a school in another place, it will not be possible to think about it.

I listened to these very reasonable words from my father and didn't know how to refute them. Do you want me to say that I am so disappointed in this family, in my life, in everything around me?

I knew very well that even if I said this, my father would not understand, and would only criticize me more harshly. In his eyes, I was fed and clothed, and created such a superior learning environment, so I should study with all my heart. Nothing else, there should be none.

My arms couldn't twist my thighs, and my dad didn't agree, so of course I couldn't leave. I can only tell my mother and talk about it later. I don't want to talk to my mother to death, and I want to leave room for myself, always feeling that one day, I will leave this home that does not belong to me.

Things in the world are just such coincidences, or, what should you do, you can't avoid anything.

The last time I was sad and angry, everything I wrote in my diary was found out by my stepmother and threw it at my dad in a rage. Alas, so, the old things are brought up again, and the old tricks are repeated!

A huge family turmoil started here.

In the beginning, it was just my father who criticized me. According to the past, I endured it and confessed. Even if I was scolded, I didn't lose anything. But this time, I didn't, and I talked back to my dad. Tell me about my dissatisfaction with life, my dissatisfaction with my stepmother. The more I talked about my father, the more angry I became, the more angry my stepmother became, and even my sister hid in the house in fear and didn't dare to come out.

Later, my father finally couldn't help it and hit me. There was blood from the corners of my mouth, but I was smiling.

I told my dad mercilessly everything that my stepmother did to me on weekdays, I didn't care, I endured so many years of grievances, and at this moment, it exploded like a bomb!

When Dad started, he beat me, but I didn't show weakness, I kept saying. Later, my father stopped, looked at me angrily, and while listening to me, a trace of anger gradually appeared in his eyes, and then this anger became even stronger. Dad looked at his stepmother angrily, and at this moment, the stepmother stopped making a sound, unlike when she just started, and defended herself. Her eyes twinkled, and she didn't dare to face me and my father.

The night, right in my outburst, ended.

I finished everything I wanted to say, and it was late at night.

My father's tone was helpless and weak, and he said to me, "You go back to sleep first, you have to go to class tomorrow." ”

I said yes, glanced at my stepmother, and left the chaotic home like a victorious general.

In the dormitory, it was very quiet. Compared to the noise just now, the silence here slowly calmed my irritable heart.

I leaned back on the bed happily and excitedly, and the bravery just now made me still in a state of excitement at the moment. You can't sleep.

I could see that my father was angry, and he was angry with his stepmother.

In my father's eyes, my stepmother has always been a stepmother who is very good to me, worries about me, and is competent. But in fact, Dad didn't know that everything he saw was just a performance by his stepmother. And I, too, am an actor who cooperates with her acting skills.

All this is just to reassure Dad.

Tonight, the dream in Dad's heart was completely shattered. I know that for my father at this moment, it must be a little difficult to accept, and it can even be said to be a bit of a blow.

I don't care about my father's feelings, he's an adult, he's my father. As a child, I can bear it on my own for so long, so what's wrong with him?

Perhaps, Dad will have a hard fight with his stepmother. I imagined my stepmother saying nice things to my father, and I was in such a good mood.

Such a scene has been in my mind for a long time. Enthusiasm, gradually fading.

I got up, sat down by the window, and opened it. A cold wind blew in, and I shivered.

Although it is March, the nights are still very cold in this warm and cold season.

Look up and look at the sky, there are no stars. The moon hung lonely in the sky, emitting a sleepy light. I don't know, is it because of the influence of haze, the moon, not bright!