I remember climbing a tree to pick peaches at my grandmother's house in the countryside, and I accidentally fell down and hit my head on a rock, causing me to fall unconscious. The doctor said that a blood clot had formed in the brain, and he was not sure when he would wake up, so he fell asleep in the hospital for 1 month.

After waking up, after 1 month of treatment and rehabilitation, I was finally able to get out of bed and walk around and defecate on my own. It was almost time for school to start, and with the doctor's diagnosis, I was able to be discharged from the hospital and go back to school. Although you still have to wear a ring around your neck, you have to go back to the hospital regularly for check-ups, and you can't overuse your brain.

Just like that, my mom helped me get out of the hospital and was discharged with my big bag of things. When I returned home and looked at the strange and familiar house in front of me, I felt unrealistic. I was supposed to be 16 years old now, a sophomore in high school, but I feel like I'm over 30 mentally old, is that also the influence of that dream?

"Xiaomeng, you go back to the room to rest first, I'll call you when I'm ready."

"Well, okay"

My mother's words disturbed my thoughts, and I secretly told myself: What do you want to do so much, take one step at a time, and my life must not follow the trajectory in my dreams.

I lay in bed and began to plan my future, I must live a meaningful life, and I can't let my good years go to waste... Thinking about it, I fell asleep.

"Xiaomeng, Xiaomeng, get up quickly, it's time to eat!"

Awakened by my mother's voice again, it was as if there was a magic in her voice that could wake me up instantly.

"Got it, come right here."

"Mom, Dad, hasn't he come back yet?"

"No, don't care about him, we'll eat ours."

"Oh, okay."

Actually, I know that my dad went out to fool around again. Ever since I was a child, he didn't care much about me, either playing cards or being with his little lover. My mother was angry at first and wept because of it, but now, it seems to be a hopeless peace, after all, there is no hope and no disappointment.

When I was young, my dad was messing around outside, and he didn't make any money, and he didn't care if there was no food at home. So my mother carried me to my grandmother's house to get something to eat. Later, the beverage factory they assigned to closed down, and my mother went out to work, and I was sent to live with my grandmother in the countryside. My grandmother and grandfather both had some patriarchal thinking shared by rural people, so I knew at a young age that what my cousins wanted, I couldn't want; When my cousins make mistakes, I have to stand up and carry them; The snacks my cousins had, I didn't...

It wasn't until I was in junior high school and my mom came back from a part-time job that it got better. My mom earned money outside and bought a second-hand house from relatives in our local county, which is the house I live in now. Although it is very shabby, it carries a lot of good memories for me. In the dream, my mother's business is getting better and better, so we changed to a house, which is the first elevator apartment in our county, although it is small, but it is complete, and it is more convenient than the current house. Later, I graduated from college and got married, and my mom gave me a down payment on a house in the provincial capital. But now I'd rather not have that house.