Chapter 05: Death Must Be Successful!

June 25, 1997 is a day that I will never forget, and that day was the big day of my CET-4 exam. The fourth level has not made me physically and mentally haggard before the fourth level, and if I can't pass the fourth level, I can't get a degree certificate, if I can't get a degree certificate, there is no good job, and if I don't have a good job, there is no good future - passing the fourth level, seeing me wear a bachelor's hat with my own eyes is my mother's only wish before she died.

As I left the exam room and returned to the dormitory, I received a call from my father, who carefully calculated the time it would take me to return to the dormitory from the exam room, and the phone rang the moment I passed by the dormitory commissary...... The mood on the other end of the phone was low, and my heart began to feel uneasy. My mother has been seriously ill for more than a year, and I still remember that night a year ago, my mother, who is an expert in the identification of Chinese herbal medicines in China, closed the thick "Pathology", looked up and said to my father: "I will die of Ass syndrome!" "That scene is still heartbreaking.

In the cold of five o'clock in the morning, at the mouth of the alley leading to the door, two rows of wreaths stood silently. When I saw my mother's name, my mind went blank for the first time in my life, and for the first time in my life, I felt that my brain had stopped thinking. Tears, tears day and night, three days and three nights...... My father hid the news of my mother's death so that I could take the exam with peace of mind, and at that time, my mother had been lying in the freezer for a whole week, just waiting for me to come back......

The last time I saw my mother was during the May Day holiday that year, in front of the bed of the Second Affiliated Hospital of Tianjin. When I was leaving, my mother held my hand and refused to let go, and I knew that she was not worried about me. In the indifferent city of Tianjin, there is no one who will help us anymore. I asked my mother if she remembered that on the train from Wuhan to Tianjin in 1990, a man sitting across from us told her that her son would have something extraordinary in the future. Mother said she didn't remember. I still remember that on the train that year, my mother was very happy, and I believe that my mother all over the world would have a bright face at that moment. I remember my mother asking, "How do you know?" The middle-aged man said, "Just look at your son's eyes." ”

Yes, my mother doesn't remember anymore, but I do. In September 1994, when I was a college freshman, my parents came to the station to see me off, and when the train was moving slowly, my mother cried through the quiet glass window, and I cried too...... She dreamed of seeing her son graduate. There will be something extraordinary, and it is my mother's last promise to her before she died. I graduated from college a year later, I became a manager three years later, I joined Merro four years later, I went to DD six years later, and I was recognized as a diamond nine years later......

Flies don't bite and don't sew eggs, Meilu and all direct pyramid schemes are looking for eggs like me: hard work, anxiety, confusion, pain, longing for success but "no way to serve the country". When God closes all the doors, He will also leave a window for you. At the moment when you are most eager to succeed and feel the most helpless in life, Meilu appears in front of your eyes like a life-saving straw angel. Wanting to grasp that straw is believed to be the most instinctive reaction of all normal people.

Desires and dreams are both angels and demons. When a person's soul is most fragile, it is also the most susceptible to hypnosis, just like love. This may be the root of the deafness and fascination of the new American roads.