Most of his memories in this family are not good, but there are also fathers who sign big contracts, come home without noise or noise, and his mother does not complain to him, and the family sits happily at the table to eat.

The good, the bad, the memories flashed through my mind, and then a blank slate remained.

He stood helpless, like a puppet with his soul drained.

People came in and out, and the woman who was always complaining closed her eyes forever and slept quietly there.

She was relieved.

Leaving with regrets.

Forestry only felt that a piece of the heart was dug up.

He didn't feel pain, he just felt that his world was spinning and that he had lost vital support.

Forestry found Chixiao with him, after the police came to pick up his father.

He didn't ask him why he was in his house, and the two of them sat quietly in the garden behind the villa.

It was lively outside the villa.

Watch the lively crowd, maintain constant security, and sympathize with the well-wishers who say a few distressed words.

Forestry didn't have any emotions in his heart, he looked at it coldly, he knew that these people would soon return to their own lives, worry about their own worries, worry about their own troubles, and no one could stand by his side and really accompany him through life.

He has never understood what feelings are, and he doesn't understand why his mother chose to leave at this time after so many years of torture.

He doesn't understand.

Chixiao didn't have much to say to comfort her, and he went to the kitchen of the villa.

The kitchen is full of all kinds of ingredients, and there are many already wrapped dumplings in the freezer layer below.

He took it out, boiled the dumplings, and mixed the dipping sauce.

"Eat something first."

Forestry decided to get up when he heard his voice, but he was hungry for too long, he had a little low blood sugar and his body fell.

Chixiao hurriedly put down the dumplings in his hand and reached out to help him.

"Are you alright?"

"Hmm."

Forestry nodded and sat down at the table in a daze.

Chixiao handed him the bowl, and he held the bowl and ate the tasteless white dumplings one by one.

He didn't remind him, just quietly accompanied.

Forestry choked while eating, he took a sip of water, and suddenly felt that his throat was particularly uncomfortable.

These dumplings are wrapped.

He remembered.

The last time there was a traffic jam on the road, it was already late when he came home, everyone in the family had already slept, and his aunt also went back to his home, and he lay in bed all night hungry.

Later, his mother made dumplings and put them in the refrigerator, so that when he came back, he could cook them and eat them himself.

Mother is such an existence, she will be very noisy and noisy, and even sometimes annoyed you to doubt life, but her love for you is never fake.

"It will pass."

Seeing him uncomfortable, Chixiao also felt bad.

He struggled to recall the memories of his mother in his mind.

Long Ze's life, the two keywords of parents are drags, but when they left, he was still sad for a long time.

Why?

Because whether these two people hate or love, they are the people who pay the most attention to him in the world.

Sometimes the meaning of life is not necessarily to be loved, it is enough to be looked at, how many eyes in this world can always only care about themselves?

What people are most afraid of is not poverty, not suffering, not misery, but loneliness.

Otherwise, how could 'Note Orphan' become a curse.