Chapter 3 (3)

I was leaving, and he told me to take care of my mother.

"Is this your last request?"

"You know, I've lived enough. But she didn't, and I owe her most of my life...... Don't let her see me again if you can. ”

"I will convey it to you, you are a filial son after all."

He smiled bitterly, "The biggest mistake I made was to be unfilial. ”

"We should not make amends for the regrets of the previous generation, which will only ruin the entire generation."

"yes, we're just...... Alone. ”

"It's a generation."

Someone came in and urged me to leave when the time came, and I promised to have a good talk with him if I had the chance. When I looked at him again, I realized that he was already too thin to be presentable.

"I'm leaving. No matter how unpalatable the prison food is, try to swallow as many bites as possible. I've done that. ”

By the time I got to the office, the two of them were huddled. Annan kept stroking his mother's back, "And us." In this picture, Annan is more like a mother. She became a protector and dominated the audience.

When my mother saw me, she immediately put aside Annan's arms and hugged her hand, and Annan, who was stunned, probably thought that her mother was overly sad and wanted to find a short-term view, so she quickly got up and grabbed her arm from behind. It wasn't until I saw the door that I let go of my strength and put down my hand.

"What did you say, was everything just a misunderstanding?" My mother asked me.

I've never been a person to create misunderstandings, but people like to ask nonsensical questions to save the right and wrong answers. My mother seemed more and more pitiful, and she used my sympathy for her on this issue at once, and misused it.

"He told me to say sorry to you, and you don't want to see him again, he doesn't want to see you."

I will be more harsh with those who arouse my sympathy. I hate those who wag their tails and beg for mercy. Perhaps my words were more like falling into a rock, but fortunately, after hearing what I said, my mother did not let out the same hoarse and mournful screams as before, but quietly accepted it.

"Xun'an, you can take your mother home first." Annan approached her mother gently, and there was a circle of strength around her, and when she walked over, the light trembled a little. Annan wanted to transfer all her power to her mother, but she could not control the thoughts of these forces, and they hesitated and did not want to change their lives.

But they seem to be impatient.

"Okay."

I took my weak mother, and when I touched her, I was like a boneless chicken, so weak that I almost got rid of it. I glanced at Annan, who looked thoughtful, and I signaled that I would take care of my mother and relieve her worries. But her brow was always a mist that could not be dispersed, and I fell into this fog for a while, and I almost forgot to come out.

She was absent-minded, and I watched her stare at where we left for a long time, until I couldn't see her. I didn't understand what was going on in her mind. Are you beginning to doubt yourself about the right or wrong way to do this? Or do you look back at the cause and effect of the incident? Or even a moment of silence for the disintegration of this family?

I saw my mother crying in the rearview mirror and thought her tears had dried up. I don't believe she had anything to do with it, and the reason why she didn't pursue it wasn't because she was my mother.

"Our conversations are being monitored." With these testimonies, it was time for the case to be closed.

"Didn't you ask me why I had to get you in?"

"What else could there be but because of her." He knew it before anyone else.

I deliberately paused for a few seconds beside him as I left, and I leaned close to his left ear and said to him in a small voice that only the two of us could hear, "Your phone, or the ...... she gave you"

His eyes widened in surprise, and then filled with an outrageous aftertaste.