The so-called digging a hole for yourself is probably the case.

Angel first turned into a dog skin plaster, planned my summer vacation arrangements early, and sang dozens of vulgar divine comedies with him with me.

When I left KTV, my voice was hoarse. But it's also a lot of fun.

We hugged goodbye and went home.

After more than a month of absence, there have been some distinct and warm changes in the home.

The living room becomes tidy; There is also a painted glass vase with a sense of design next to the big screen TV, and several bright tulips bloom elegantly; The original wooden dining table was turned into laminated glass; Many of the appliances in the kitchen have also been renewed......

When I got back to my room, I was a little more relaxed - everything was still familiar, and I hadn't gone to the wrong door.

Before going to bed, I opened the "Collected Works of Lao She" as usual. But I no longer have that persistent, sympathetic mood for "Crescent Moon".

"The Great Gatsby", which I didn't like very much in the past, attracted me even more.

Late at night, I was woken up by the sound of the living room. Mother is back.

Mother was probably drunk and talking nonsense. Another indistinct male voice seemed to comfort her.

I listened for a while, but the man still didn't leave. Since he is not leaving, the mother has someone to take care of; I don't have anything to worry about. Zhou Gong arrested me again to chat.

Early the next morning, I saw a pair of men's leather shoes at the door. I have the impression that my mother doesn't seem to have brought anyone home after the Chinese New Year.

I went for an hour of running in the park while the sun wasn't too hot. On the way home, I bought breakfast for three.

When I got home, the shoes were gone.

Mother sat on the couch with her chin propped up and stared at the tulips in a daze. She was a little surprised when she saw me, and then showed a gentle smile: "Kangkang, morning." ”

I have a little sore nose. She hadn't laughed like this in a long time.

We sat in silence at the brand-new table and ate breakfast. My mother eats very slowly, and the corners of her mouth are always unconsciously hooked.

"Kangkang, how is your relationship with that Anqi?" She asked suddenly.

"Uh...... Pretty good. "I'm not ready to confess to my mother about me and Angel yet. In fact, I'm not prepared to confess to her – because I'm sure she won't care.

"I haven't been with you much since you were a child, you're lonely, right?"

"It's fine." I started to get nervous.

"What would you say if you had a little brother or little sister with you?"

"Huh?"

"You'll like it, right?" Mother smiled so hard that her eyes were crooked into the moon.

"Mom, you ......"

"It's still a little sister, you definitely can't handle the boy's wildness."

"Ah......h

The mother took two deep breaths and announced a grand news: "Kangkang, I have a marriage partner." ”

"Oh......" I suddenly lost my appetite, "congratulations." ”

"You're not curious about who that person is?"

I shook my head: "Those who have lived with you for the rest of their lives have not lived with me." If you like it, it's fine. ”

"Don't worry, you'll get along well."

"Hmm." I deserve to be absent-minded, but in my heart I look forward to the day when I move in with Angel.

"When the child is born, you are also an adult. At that time, only children accompanied me. ”

I met my mother's beautiful eyes and asked hesitantly, "Mom, when you were pregnant with me, did you think about beating me?" ”

The mother wrinkled her eyebrows, half shocked and half painful: "It was a long time ago. ”

"Why?"

The mother showed strange contempt again: "I hate him. I've wanted to drain you several times, but I can't do it. ”

"Who is he?" I finally couldn't help but be curious.

"It has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with you." The mother tilted her head to one side, unwilling to look back.

Hearing from my mother that she hated my biological father and me was even more depressing and maddening than I had imagined.

"Then why did you give birth to me?"

The mother smiled sweetly and hideously: "Because half of your blood is mine." ”

I hurried back to my room and stood in front of the window to let the sun shine on me. I reminisce about the process of Haboru instructing me to meditate.

My conscious and subconscious meet in a crack in some dark space-time.

The crying kid was laughing angrily this time. I tried to get closer, and he ran away.

I chased him until I was exhausted, but he was elusive and would not listen to me when he died. When I finally caught up with him, he turned into a girl again, crying aggrievedly: "I was hated before I came into this world...... I was hated by my one, dearest loved one......"

"At least she gave birth to you. She's always been nice to you, too. "I tried to comfort them.

"She's getting married now, she wants another child, she's going to abandon me completely......"

I blurted out, "The whole world has abandoned you, and there is still Angel." ”