I then turned away, not wanting to look at my mother again.

I don't know if I don't want to see my mother like this, or if I feel distressed to see her like this. If I divide my subconscious according to my age, then at that time, I chose the former, and later, it was the latter.

This little girl named Cancan seemed to listen to her grandmother very much, and after she finished speaking, she agreed. So, Cancan was in front, Aunt Qin was in the middle, and I went upstairs together at the end.

There's a lot of space upstairs, and there's too many rooms to count. I followed Aunt Jean to a room, and she told me to wait and pick up the medicine kit.

I saw the picture hanging on the wall, it was my father and Aunt Qin. The two people in the photo are much younger than they are now, and they must have been some years old. Aunt Qin was smiling happily in the photo, while the father on the side seemed to have no expression. Perhaps, their union has nothing to do with love.

Outside the window there was a large plane tree, and the wind blew the leaves of the tree, so that the shadows that came into the house with the light swayed as well. Coincidentally, impartially, the shadow fell on Aunt Qin's face in the photo. At that moment, I had the illusion that if the person standing next to my father was my mother, would everything my father have now have something to do with me? If my mother lived in such a family, would she become able to face everything calmly, instead of living cautiously? Instead of being relaxed just by playing cards with those neighbors, as is the case now.

My mind was so wild that my eyes were empty when Aunt Jean walked towards me with the medicine box. Aunt Qin smiled: "Come on, I'll take a look, so careless, I lightened it, it might hurt a little, hold back." "Aunt Qin's voice suddenly became gentle, which made me uncomfortable. I settled down and began to think, is it this kind of gentleness that my mother did not have, that made my father choose Aunt Qin?

I sat on the edge of the bed, and Aunt Jean crouched down, carefully pulled up my trouser leg, and saw the abrasion wound on my knee, and sighed twice. She was so close to me, and I observed this woman who lived next to my father.

Aunt Qin is very thin, her collarbone is prominent, and her skeleton is not large. She has the unique delicate Didi of Jiangnan women. This woman can't be described with a good look, but between her eyebrows and eyes, she is also very attractive, and she has more charm in it than her mother.

I don't have any special emotions mixed with her, not to mention that she is so gentle with me.

As I stared at her, she seemed to notice something, and raised her eyelids to look at me: "What are you looking at?" Does it hurt? ”

I shook my head. While wrapping gauze around me, Aunt Qin lowered her head and asked me, "How many years have you been in Nanjing?" ”

I was just about to blurt out that I was born here, and suddenly I remembered that my grandmother had just said downstairs that I was a distant relative, what should I do? Aunt Jean looked up at me again, and I knew she was waiting for my answer. I had an idea and said, "I don't remember exactly." ”

Aunt Qin didn't doubt this. She smiled, "Haha, you kids, you are stupid at studying." Then he asked, "Huh?" Why didn't you hear your mother talk about your father? You and your mother came to Nanjing from your hometown, what about your father? ”

My face began to burn, I didn't know how to answer, this question, too sharp, like a knife, the more I couldn't answer, the more anxious, the more anxious, the more anxious, the more I dug my heart. Aunt Qin looked up at me, noticed the change in my face, reached out and touched my forehead, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?" Uncomfortable, isn't it? Do you want to go to the hospital? ”

At this moment, Cao Cancan ran over with a pair of pants and asked her mother if she had done it well. Aunt Qin pointed at me, and Cao Cancan suddenly turned her face over, so frightened that I subconsciously leaned back. She was so close to me that the breath she exhaled could hit me in the face as she spoke: "Isn't it, are you so hot?" I don't know, I thought my mom and I were bullying you upstairs. ”

Cao Cancan's words were scolded by Aunt Qin, telling her to speak well and not talk nonsense. From the time the door was opened until now, Cao Cancan has always been hostile to me, which is easy to understand. Of course, she didn't know what my background was, but it was normal for such an old child, especially a pampered rich lady, to reject a peer who was about to live under the same roof.

After being reprimanded by his mother, Cao Cancan turned around and went out to go downstairs. When he walked to the door, he said without looking back: "The pants are behind you, you don't have to return them after wearing them." ”

Aunt Qin seemed a little embarrassed by her daughter's rudeness, so, after Cancan went downstairs, she looked at me and forced a smile. She picked up the pants behind me and handed them to me, asking if I needed help, and after I refused, she closed the door casually and told me to go out after changing. I answered.

After Aunt Qin went out, I sat alone on the edge of the bed for a long time, still holding Cao Cancan's pants in my hands. I don't even know what I'm thinking. I don't know how long it took for Aunt Qin to knock on the door before I came back to my senses. I went downstairs with my dirty pants that I had changed. When I was approaching the hall on the first floor, my grandmother turned around and saw the pants in my hand, and was about to open her mouth, but Aunt Qin snatched it and said, "Ah You, look at me, let the child take off this dirty clothes." Mother, I'm going to wash, I'm going to go. ”

At this time, the mother suddenly stood up and said, "No need, give it, give it to me, I'll take it back and wash it." The sudden voice made everyone's eyes look at her mother, and Aunt Qin's expression was more like a little surprised to find a mute person who could speak. The mother took two steps forward and tried to pick it up, but the grandmother suddenly stopped: "That, you just let Xiaoqin wash it, it's just a child's pants, besides, they will live together soon." ”

Aunt Qin also chimed in: "Yes, what's the matter, it seems that you should be older than me, call you Sister." Sister, I really don't need to, I'll go now, you sit, you sit! ”

The mother stood still, at a loss. I observed that my father, after glancing at my mother, also chose to withdraw his gaze, as if I was afraid that I would be glued to it after one more look. At that time, I didn't understand love. Later, when I recalled the way my father looked at my mother, I guessed that if my mother had sentience, my mother's heart would have been scattered.

I entrusted the man to whom I entrusted my life's dream, and gave birth to a child for her and raised her independently for so many years, but this man didn't even want to look at her, let alone pity and warmth. How sad it is.

Her mother herself stood alone and alone, and the space at that time seemed to isolate her. I simply walked straight to my mother, trying to save her from embarrassment. But who knows, there was an exclamation from upstairs, which stunned everyone and made me stop walking towards my mother.