That year, we had a long, chaotic summer, and towards the end of the summer, I became a child of a single parent. I think growth should be like this, let's start to hurt, start to understand, what is fate.

I followed my mother. Dad didn't want me, and when he went out with his luggage, he didn't look back at me.

My body was shaking, and tears were dripping down my face like a rain that didn't stop. I knew that when their marriage receded like a tidal wave, I was left in the abandoned ruins of the shore.

When the door closed softly behind me, I suddenly became hysterical, I grabbed my mother's hand and said, don't let Daddy go, don't let Daddy leave us, Mom, please......

No matter how much I pleaded, my mother looked to the side indifferently, but tears welled up in her eyes. I know, she doesn't want to be separated from her father, I rushed out the door, I want to leave my father behind, if this family can't be broken up like this.

When I rushed downstairs, my dad was getting into a black car. It was that person, that hateful woman, who took my father away from me and my mother, and it was she who ruined our otherwise simple and happy family. I ran over, crying and calling out to my father, but the car was gone and my father didn't hear me.

I crouched down, desperate.

I remembered the happy life I had ever had, and if those days could never have to be turned over, then I would rather be the Peter Pan who never grew up. I was born in April, and my mother said that April was the luckiest child, with spring flowers and sunshine.

My mother almost died when I gave birth, and my father was on a business trip that day, and there was still half a month before the due date, and my father said that he would come back before I was born. But when my mother was in the room trying to change the light bulb in the bathroom, she fell off the bench, and my mother had a premonition that I was going to be born, so she struggled to pick up the phone from the bathroom to the living room and call 120. It was raining heavily outside, and my mother decided to go downstairs and wait for the doctor at the door in order to buy time.

It was 10 minutes, and it took my mother a lot of strength to hold her down the stairs, and the pain made her almost faint. When I waited anxiously downstairs, Doctor 120 finally arrived.

But because I was wrapped around my neck with the umbilical cord, the birth was a lot of effort on the part of the doctor, and my mother was bleeding profusely. Every time I talk about that thrilling scene, my heart is very shocked, the birth of a life is really not easy, but it is my mother's love that allows me to live smoothly.

When I was a child, my parents took me to amusement parks and took me to hiking and seaside trips. Our family of three is one, and no one can lose it. Every time my dad comes back from a business trip, he brings two gifts, one is mine and the other is my mother's, and I will take my mother's gift and pretend to be angry, I say why is it that every time my mother's gift is more expensive than mine?

Dad just took me in his arms and rubbed his stubble jaw against my face, and I couldn't help but itch and laugh. Mom watched us and then went into the kitchen to make something for us.

I never knew that happiness would grow long, and I didn't know that if I wasn't careful, I would lose such a happy family. What started when there was indifference and alienation between mom and dad? They start arguing, and small things are ignited, and I feel like I'm in a trance between them, and if I have a magic stick, I'm going to pause when they're arguing.

But even if they would argue, I didn't want to miss any of them, and I didn't want my mother to leave.

Sometimes, I even think that if I hadn't found out about my father's affair, maybe the family would still be just as healthy and bright on the face, at least, I would have two people. At least, it was a happy scene when the three of us sat on the couch watching TV.

I stumbled upon my father's secret. There was a class that afternoon, but the teacher said that there was an exam the next day, and the classroom should be set up early. An Jing asked me to buy books, but I didn't plan to go, thinking that it was my mother's birthday, so I should go back early. An Jing shook my arm and shook it coquettishly, insisting that I accompany her.

My best friend An Jing is a bright girl, with single eyelids, short hair, wearing a t-shirt and jeans, she has always liked such neutral dresses, and we have been best friends since we entered high school.

It was when I passed through the intersection that I saw a tall woman walking slowly to my father's side with small steps, holding him skillfully, and whispering in my father's ear regardless of the eyes of others. It's very affectionate, like a pair of lovers who have just fallen in love.

The world suddenly became quiet, quiet. All the hustle and bustle was put away, and I just saw Dad being embraced by another person, another woman who wasn't my mom.

An Jing also saw it, and she dragged me away. My body was wooden, instinctively and hopelessly following her.

We walked a very upgrown path, it was very dark, and I suddenly felt that my 16-year-old had become black too.

When I went back, my mother was already home. She took my bag as usual and handed me a towel to wipe my face.

I wiped my face and looked up at her, I had a lot to say, but I couldn't say a word. I used to think that my life was bright and happy, but now, brightness and happiness are covered with dust.

Mom was cooking in the kitchen, humming a song and telling us the name of each dish he brought out, in a very playful voice. Normally, when he talks like that, I can't help but laugh out loud and talk to him with the same emphasis. But today I'm not in the mood at all.

I was thinking, maybe I'm just dazzled. But the bouquet of flowers was blatantly inserted in the vase in the living room, and they were so bright that I walked over and flicked it with my hand, and the vase shattered to the ground.

There was a loud explosion in the room. Mom and Dad hurried over to see it. I pointed to the vase, carelessly. I say.

Leaning down to clean up, Dad quickly pulled me behind me. He wouldn't let me get it, for fear that the broken glass bottle would pierce me, and my mother looked at the scattered flowers with some regret.

It would be nice if that woman could be cleaned up like that bouquet of flowers.

I'm afraid to expose my father's lies to my face, will she just stop me?

When school is out, I would park my bike downstairs at my dad's office. I watched him come out and watch him get into that black car. I hated that car and the people in it.

Only An Jing knew my secret, and we discussed a lot of ways to no avail.

One thing that is too serious, for us, is still overwhelming.

One day, An Jing and I saw the car at the gate of the park. She suddenly smiled at me weirdly, and she said, Chuanxia, you wait for me.

She ran to the supermarket across the street and came back with some nails in her hand.

I didn't know what she was going to do, she said, you're here, you call me when someone comes.

She winked at me, then ran up to the car, looked around, and crouched down. I know, Chuan Xia is going to tie the wheel, although I know it's wrong, but I hesitate and didn't stop her.

A uniformed security guard walked towards this side, and I quickly waved at An Jing and told her to leave. She scrambled to her feet, ran in front of me, and got on her bike, but we had already been discovered. The security guard started running over, shouting as he ran. An Jing and I were both frightened, and the more anxious we were, the more crooked the bike became.

An Jing rode faster than me, and she kept turning around and shouting at me, hurry up, Xiaoxi, hurry up!

When I looked back to see where the man had gone and turned back, a man suddenly appeared right in front of me, and I didn't have time to react, I closed my eyes and crashed into him head-on.

I screamed and fell hard to the ground. My arm hurt, and as I struggled to get up, I realized that below me was a grinning boy with my teeth, and me and my bike were pressing against him, his brow furrowed and his face furious. Seeing that the security guard was about to catch up, An Jing didn't know where to ride. I had no choice but to pick up my bike and try to run away in a panic.

But I was grabbed by the arm. The boy quickly picked me up and led the security guard away.

Gu Yang is always like this, in order to help me, he can put himself in danger.