The rapid sound of ......the horn sounded from opposite me, and I couldn't open my eyes at all due to the blinding white light.

"Jean, are you wood? I honked the horn and you still don't get out of the way, you have to let me stop Didi you, do you let me? ”

The voice of impatience was like that of a teacher when he despised my full tongue.

"You three-wheeled man, what a cow! My dad drove the tower crane, much better than you, let him smash you! ”

"Yo, I'm not too old, I'm not too young, and you're still smashing me to death? Don't look at him for it! I don't look at who I fight, and there are man-eating beasts in my uncle's house! One paw knocked your dad's tower crane flying! ”

He disdainfully reached out to pat my umbrella, I tried to dodge, but he hit it, and the umbrella was punctured by him.

"Who gave you the umbrella?" He looked at his hand in surprise and asked me.

I took the umbrella and poked it into his front tire with the handle of the umbrella, so that no matter how arrogant he is, if he can't deal with you, he will make a trip for you!

I poked the umbrella and ran away, and when I passed by his carriage, I saw the words "Dream Express".

"Who gave you the umbrella! Don't run! Isn't it Jiang Jiuya! Didn't she just get slapped twice! They hired someone to do murder against me! You stop! ”

Listening to his angry voice, I was inexplicably happy, drenched in the light rain, I was a little happy and forgot myself, but unexpectedly found that I actually returned to my parents' house downstairs.

Standing downstairs, looking at the lights on in the familiar and unfamiliar room, my sister is still at home, if I really run away, will my sister starve to death?

Why should I care about her, she has been pampered since she was a child, this house was bought for her to go to kindergarten, what do I have? I only have my grandfather and an old house in the country.

But I unconsciously walked into the hallway, reached out and knocked on the door, just like I usually went home from school.

But the difference is that it must be my sister who opened the door today, and I can no longer hear the insults that cut my head and cover my face.

But...... Will my sister really open the door?

After waiting for a while, no one opened the door, yes, it's good that my sister will turn on the light, how can it still open the door.

I turned and sat down against the door, staring at the lights in the hallway.

Is it just me living such a failure, before the age of fourteen, the only impression of my parents is the sound of the phone and the package sent during the New Year's holidays.

Even if I am the first in the grade, even if I win the essay award, only my grandfather will accompany me, and my world will only have my grandfather.

But my grandfather suddenly fainted, and there were two more people in the family inexplicably, telling me that they were my parents, and even shoehorned into a little milk baby who was less than two years old, telling me that it was my sister.

Hehe, it's ridiculous, three people who have never met suddenly become my family, and I have to pretend to be very hypocritical and very cordial with them.

I can't do it, I can't do it at all, it's so fake, they can listen against their will, but I can't shout anymore.

I'd rather we have a phone call between us, just New Year's greetings.

Since when did I become bad?

I used to be a top student in the county junior high school, and I also represented the school to participate in the Olympiad in big cities.

Since I came to Z City, everything has changed, my dialect has become a laughing point for my classmates, and the disdainful eyes of the teacher have scared me.

On the contrary, those who are accused of having a bad character will not care about my accent, will not look at my origin, they will treat me sincerely and be friends with me.

But my mother disagreed, she accused them of approaching me for money, and the 200 sheep raised by my grandfather were obviously my tuition and living expenses, but they sold them all, and they didn't let me go back to the countryside to see my grandfather.

It was their selfishness that made me bad, I just wanted a bicycle to ride back to the countryside, and they called me a rebel and dragged me to a psychiatrist.

When the doctor asked me repeatedly what I was talking about, it felt like being watched in front of a large audience.

Why doesn't anyone understand me! They are forever self-righteous! Why doesn't anyone understand me!

I slammed the door angrily, this time the door actually opened, my mother opened the door for me? She...... She's alive?

I stood outside the door in shock, didn't dare to enter the door, she didn't open her mouth to scold me, didn't sneer at me? Is this really Mom?

The dress was still the one that had fallen in a pool of blood, but there was no blood on it, as if it had been bought new.

His face was a little pale, but his lips were as red as blood, and the smile on the corner of his mouth made me shudder and goosebumps.

"Why did you come home so late, are you hungry? Mom went to cook for you, forgot to bring an umbrella, right? The clothes are all wet, why are you stunned? Too came in to change clothes. ”

No, how is this scene so familiar, how is it so like yesterday when it rained, I went home in the rain, I wanted to tell her that I worked hard, and my grades went back to the top 20 of my grade.

But I knocked on the door, and before I could speak, the incident of taking money to buy a bicycle happened, and she first scolded me, saying that I was unwilling to make progress and was willing to fall, and I was muddy and dog meat buns, and I didn't deserve to go home at all.

She doesn't understand anything at all, and I have worked hard to practice Mandarin every day for the customer service dialect communication problem.

In order to make myself in the top 20 in a university with a cloud of masters, how much effort have I gone through, I have to take care of my sister, and I have to endorse, who can understand my suffering?

They will always put themselves in the shoes of their parents, and they will never consider what they really feel about what you want to do.

"Come in! What are you doing at the door? Change clothes, wash your hands and eat. ”

"Mom...... Mommy ......"

I tentatively called out to my mother, and just when I was stunned, she had already put the meal on the table, and my sister was sleeping on the sofa, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, probably because she was tired of crying and fell asleep.

"Alas, mom is here, what's wrong kid? What do you want to say? ”

"Are you really my mom?"

"Silly boy, come in and eat."

This warm feeling, if it's a dream, please don't wake up, I really want to be treated gently.

"Mom, I'm sorry ......"

"Why say you're sorry? Let's go change and eat. ”

"Hmm."

I happily ran back to the room, quickly changed clothes, and returned to the dining table, my sister was still sleeping, and my mother was serving rice at the dining table.

"Mom, don't you wake up your sister when you eat?"

"No, she can't eat what we eat."

"This ...... This is...... It's a candle! Paper money! ”

The delicious meal suddenly turned into an underworld, and the bright red on my mother's clothes was blooming, and I looked down to see that I was still wearing the same soaked clothes!

"Silly child, don't be afraid, Mom won't hurt you, just take you away."

"Nope! I don't want it! I'm only sixteen! I don't want anything to leave! ”

I ran out again, and when I looked back, the lights in the room had never been turned on at all, and it was still dark.