In addition to people's hearts, the most unretaining thing in this world may be time. Time is the most ruthless and the most righteous. It never intercedes with people, and is the most fortunate lover. But it is righteous to everything in this world, it is the fairest, and in its eyes, there are no unequal beings.

My son is becoming more and more silent, and I haven't seen him addicted in a long time under surveillance. Success or failure is empty, many things will definitely return to nothingness in the end, and everything will eventually be resolved, it is only a matter of time, just a matter of good or bad.

The good makes us happy, and the bad makes us miserable, but in fact, the good and bad things will still be annihilated in the torrent of time in the end. Only human beings are stupid, and there are many people who can be obsessed with one thing and persist for a lifetime, and never die; There are also some people who will not stop until death, they can't close their eyes and swallow their last breath because of their unfinished hearts and unfulfilled wishes, and they will die with deep regret.

I don't want to be like that.

What has become of Huaiping, he is still my son, this is an indisputable fact, and there is no way to change the fact that the sky is falling apart.

The son's high school was quickly contacted, which was a private high school. Now there are many private and private schools, but it still takes a lot of trouble because of the problem of student status, but fortunately, the result is good.

I deliberately took him to see the environment, the suburbs, not far, the area is not small, the campus greening is quite good, it was already October when I went, that is, it has been more than a month since the start of classes. The weather is high and crisp in autumn, the light blue sky and clouds are torn apart, the plastic runway is flat, and a flag is hanging in the air, which is blown by the wind and hunting.

I asked, "Do you like it?" ”

He nodded.

"Then it's here?"

He nodded again.

"Do you need to look at the others?"

He shook his head.

"Then I'm done?"

He nodded again.

The school staff led me through the formalities. He was left alone in the playground, and when we left, he didn't even change his posture or expression when he came back. His face was expressionless for a long time, and his eyes were dark for a long time.

I looked at him, and my heart cracked into a little bit of envy and pain mixed with mixed feelings: how good it is to be young! The teenager doesn't know the taste of sorrow, and he is worried about the new words. And people like us who are in their thirties and forties and middle-aged, old and young, who are in lawsuits and have worries in their stomachs, may not even have time to worry.

I sighed, I had brought him into the world.

Next is an application of Zhang Luo's accommodation, one afternoon to buy seven, seven, eight, eight, eat, go home, I want to have a long talk with him earnestly in the evening, but seeing that he looks decadent that he is not interested in anything, think about it, and that's it.

That night, I got up to see him exponentially.

I don't know if it's right or wrong to send him away and go to boarding. This was an issue that I used to struggle with a lot. I couldn't tell if I was acting out of responsibility to him or if I wanted to get myself out of a big problem. I persuaded myself that sooner or later he would have to learn to grow up on his own, and maybe this would be more conducive to his growth.

But at the same time, I was afraid that I was too selfish, or if I subconsciously disliked him, so I pushed him out ruthlessly in the name of reading.

I didn't love him, then and still is, he was a particularly lame and shameless excuse for me, and I never gave him pure love in the true sense of the word.

In the moonlight, he breathed evenly, and I reached out to touch his head, and he unconsciously moved his body.

After all, he is still a child, and he is leaving home tomorrow, and he is not excited or disappointed. Boy, the heart is very rough, maybe everything is too much for me.

I turned back to my room and looked at my watch, and it was already past three o'clock in the second half of the night. I guess I can't sleep, I don't want to sleep, and I don't dare to sleep, so I had to take out a book from the bookcase, look at it, yawn, and finally survive until five o'clock, stand up, and cook for him energetically. The meal was served, and Huaiping was called to get up, Huaiping was so good, how to sleep the next morning, his hair was still so smooth and obedient on the brain, and he never came out with a chicken nest.

He brushed his teeth and washed his face, and with the sound of a water tank flushing in the bathroom, he appeared in front of me refreshingly.

I stepped forward and pressed my two hands heavily on his shoulders. He tilted his face.

"With a new beginning, we will all get better!"

I smiled and touched his head. He instinctively and shamefully tilted his head, wanting to avoid it, but he seemed to feel that it was inappropriate, so he obeyed my wishes.

I smiled and pushed him to the table.

"Look at it, damn it."

The rice is steaming hot, and the unique aroma of grains and vegetables wafts through the bright and airy dining room of the new home. This morning, my son added rice twice, he hadn't eaten like this for a long time, and he always ate a little and said he was full.

I was happy, of course, but at the same time I was a little disappointed: how anxious he must have been to leave me! Leaving the house and leaving me is the only way to whet his appetite.

No, no, no, why should I think that? Maybe he just sympathized with me for getting up so early and cooking for him.

He carried a backpack and dragged his suitcase ahead of me, and we took a taxi out of the community, and both of us seemed to be in a good mood along the way, and his appearance gradually put me at ease.

We sat side by side in the back seat of the rental. I took one of his hands, and realized that he was already big, big, big, big enough to be confused with any adult in the city.

So I let go of the hand without a trace, and he looked at me, and then clenched my hand again. We turned our heads and smiled at each other.

When I arrived at the destination, he was excited and looking forward to it, which made me feel that the decision to make this trip was very correct. He wouldn't let me get started, so he went in and out by myself, made the bed, received the supplies, and arranged everything in order.

The beds were neat, at least, neater than any of the other boys in the room.

I felt a little color in my eyes, and I felt that my son was actually outstanding in everything, and no matter how good other children were, they couldn't compare to him. If he doesn't take drugs......

But life is always without ifs, how regrettable it is.

Huaiping's bed was on the top bunk, and he finished tidying up his small cabinet clinging to the roof of the shed, and once again jumped down neatly from it, and when he landed, he moved gracefully, like the best gymnast who completed his most proud jump.

"Mom, I'll go out again and see if there's anything else I haven't thought of."

I smiled and nodded at him, as soon as he left the dormitory, he looked a little lonely, and I didn't know if I would be able to adapt to life without him when I returned home!

I must feel lonely!

But sooner or later he will grow up, and sooner or later he will leave me.

I was bored and picked on this six-person boys' dormitory, in fact, there were eight beds, the beds were bunk steel tube structures, uniform quilts, four on each side, the middle was an aisle, the aisle was facing the window, and a large writing desk was placed in front of the window, which was cluttered with some books.

I walked up and flipped through it twice, and found that there was everything, best-selling novels, literary masterpieces, textbooks, notes, a few pens scattered among them, and there was even a graffiti, anime-style, pencil drawing, I picked it up and thought, why should such a good painter study in such a school? You should go to a college as early as possible. Later, I thought that perhaps the owner of this painting would be aiming for the Central Academy of Fine Arts in the future.

I gently put the painting down, turned my eyes back to my son's little bed, and realized that he was careless and careless, and he was still a child. He forgot to lock the door when he was about to go out, and it was being hidden, and my heart was soft, so I hesitated for a moment, and then I stepped on the half-inch lady's heel and climbed up step by step.

There are some books in the cabinet, which have been picked up neatly and neatly, and the bottom book is slightly raised, I am very curious, so I started to lift it, and I haven't lifted it yet, and the book committee on it is not light. So, I lifted it again, only to find a small transparent plastic edge pocket inside, my heartbeat intensified, a tug, did not move, I used another hand to take the book one by one from the top, the small pocket finally revealed its original appearance.

Yes, bags of soft drugs.

I clutched the bag so tightly that I didn't dare look at it, I didn't think it was and shouldn't be.

Then I ran into the men's restroom like I suddenly realized something and went crazy.

Sure enough, Huaiping and I walked and met at the door of the men's bathroom.

My face turned pale, he looked at me, and I could see his lips moving, but I didn't know what he was talking about.

This liar! He lied to me again and again! He is the same as his father Huaihai, he is a scumbag, he is a scumbag!

I looked at him, and he approached me step by step. Step by step, I stepped back. I didn't dare to shout or cry, and my throat was so endured that the smell of salty blood came out of my throat.

He smiled at me, and he smiled so fiercely that he could have smiled so cleanly.

He is a devil who is even more dangerous than Huaihai.

I spread my hands, and his face turned paler, and in the dark corridors he exuded a decadent gloomy aura, as if he came from hell, like Edward in "Twilight".

He's holding my arm, he's so strong!

He's old, I can't control him anymore.

I thought to myself sadly.

He ruined.

But I don't know who ruined him. If I could let me know, I'd die with him in exchange for him starting all over again.

The door was slammed shut by him, and the back of his hand rested against the panel. He didn't even gasp, his face didn't flush from the run, and everything didn't seem to change.

I looked at him.

He looked at me.

Later, he began to pack his luggage, and everything that had just been unfolded was put back into the suitcase. The whole process was like we were being dumbfounded, and I clung to the packet of medicine, which should have cut through the source of all evils that should never appear in this world.

I can't wait to ...... Wanted......

Huaiping packed up and pulled me out by the wrist, he used his mobile phone to call a car, and we waited quietly at the gate of the campus.

Yesterday there was an autumn rain in this important northern town, and it was even more fierce than the summer rain. Last winter there were only a few snowfalls in the north, but in the south.

What kind of world is this, not only are people not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts, and even the north is no longer like the north.