"My name is Sun Xiaoqiang, I am sixteen years old, my father died in a car accident when I was ten years old, so I have been living with my mother all these years,

My mother loved me very much, very much, and I didn't feel any different from other children because I lost my father prematurely, because my mother's loving eyes were always on me, and wherever I went, I could feel the warmth that my mother gave me, and I thought that was enough.

She likes to watch me, likes to watch me grow up day by day, and watches me mature day by day, I know that in her eyes, I am the continuation of my father's life, and also the hope that she insists on trying to live, and it is also a very beautiful thing for our mother and son to support each other in life, isn't it?

I am now in my first year of high school, my school is not far from home, after school I only need to walk ten minutes to my home community, whenever I walk in from the gate of the community, as long as I look up in the direction of home, I can always see my mother standing on the kitchen balcony looking at me.

She's waiting for me to come home, she's waiting for me to come back.

I know she's got me a good dinner.

When I got home, I washed my hands and sat down at the table to prepare for dinner, and my mother would serve me food, and then she would sit at the table and watch me eat without eating, and she said that she liked to watch her son eat her own food, which gave her a sense of accomplishment and made her day a day very meaningful.

By the way, Dr. Xu, I forgot to tell you that my mother didn't go out to work after my father's death due to health reasons, but the family didn't worry about making ends meet because of my father's compensation.

After dinner, I started to do my homework, my mother liked to sit on the edge of the bed in my bedroom, knitting sweaters while watching me do my homework, I was used to the feeling of my mother sitting next to me with me, which gave me a sense of security.

Especially the mother's gaze, which is always so soft.

But lately, I suddenly felt a little unbearable to stand my mother's gaze.

When I go home, she will still stand on the kitchen sill and watch me come back, she will still sit quietly at the dining table and watch me eat while I eat, and she will still sit on the edge of my bed knitting sweaters and watching me do my homework while I do my homework.

However, one day I suddenly noticed that when I finished my homework and went to the bathroom, I inadvertently looked up and saw my mother's eyes on the crack of the bathroom door that was not completely closed.

She actually stood outside the bathroom and stared at me as I went to the bathroom.

I've grown up, and I don't look like a kid who could accept my mother's bath and didn't know anything, so I was surprised, and then I shouted, 'Mom!'

Then my eyes disappeared from behind the crack in the door, and I knew it was my mother who was gone, and when I walked out of the bathroom, I saw my mother sitting on the couch watching TV.

I asked my mother why she was standing in the bathroom doorway.

Mother said she didn't, she had been sitting there watching TV.

I knew she was lying, because she and I were the only ones in the house, and I saw through the crack in the door the floral dress that my mother was wearing today, and she must have been standing behind the toilet door looking at me, but she didn't admit it and I couldn't help it. I was a little uncomfortable, but I forgot about it.

Later, when I went to bed at night, by the way, here I would like to explain the situation of my family, my house is a two-bedroom, two-bedroom apartment, and my mother and I each live in one room.

I woke up in the middle of my sleep that night with thirst, I sat up and went to find water to drink, I usually like to put a bottle of mineral water next to the bed, which is a habit I have developed over the years.

It's just that when I sat up, I found that the door of my bedroom was actually ajar, Dr. Xu, my family lives on the edge of the community, so against the road, the street lights on the road can be reflected in, and my curtains are not thick, so even if I don't turn on the lights, the visibility in my bedroom is very high.

I saw a pair of eyes behind the crack in the door, it was Mother, it must have been Mother, she was standing behind the crack in the door, and while I was sleeping, she was standing behind the crack in the door of my bedroom, and she was just looking at me, staring at me, staring at me, staring at me, and I was so frightened that I screamed all over.

Then, the eyes behind the crack in the door disappeared and she was gone, after which I heard the door of my mother's room open and close, and she went back to her bedroom.

It took me about a quarter of an hour to sit on the bed and completely calm down, Dr. Xu, you must have a hard time imagining how I felt at that time, I didn't go directly to my mother, I could only continue to sit on the bed, but fortunately, it was very dawn, I got up and washed up and prepared to go to school.

When I washed up, my mother got up, and she was in the kitchen and gave me noodles for breakfast, and I sat down at the table, and after my mother brought me the noodles, I ate them without saying a word, and my mother was still sitting at the table and looking at me.

I didn't ask my mother why she didn't sleep at night and stood by the crack in the door to watch me, I was afraid of breaking her heart, in case she just woke up at night and wanted to come and see if I had kicked the quilt.

However, when I went to the bathroom that night, I locked the bathroom door directly from the inside, and I also locked the bedroom door in advance when I went to bed at night.

I want my mother to know my attitude, I know she cares about me, but I also need a little bit of personal space, but I don't want to hurt my mother's love for me, it's not easy for her, it's really not easy.

I think we should be considerate of each other.

In fact, the next few days were much quieter, and for the first two days I seemed to hear a little bit of someone unlocking my door at night, but I locked the door behind me and she couldn't get in.

I believe that my mother should know what I think, she will understand me, she will understand me, her son is growing up and needs independent space.

In this way, the half month passed very peacefully, I still enjoyed my mother standing on the kitchen balcony watching me come back when I walked into the gate of the community after school, and I still enjoyed watching my mother eat when I was eating, and I didn't mind her sitting next to me knitting sweaters while I was doing my homework.

Life was peaceful again, at least, that's how I felt at the time.

It's just that

That night, I still got up to drink water, the door was locked, I have been sticking to this habit, but when I drank water, I suddenly saw a black spot on the wall opposite my bed.

I thought it was a bug lying on the wall, I picked up a tissue and was about to dispose of the bug, but when I got closer, I realized that it wasn't a bug, but a hole in the wall!

My bedroom shared a wall with my mother's bedroom, and after that hole was my mother's bedroom, and I didn't think much about it at the time, so I lowered my head and looked my eyes into the small hole.

And then

Although the light was not very good at the time,

But I saw an eyeball, on the other side of the hole!

I collapsed to the ground in fright, and soon, the eyeball was gone, and I heard the sound of slippers in my mother's bedroom, who must have left the wall.

I was furious, I went crazy and opened the bedroom door and rushed out, then opened the door to my mother's bedroom, and I questioned my mother why she was doing this, why did she make holes!

My mother looked at me blankly, saying that she didn't know what it meant, and she told me that the hole had been there a long time ago, and that it was a problem left over from the renovation of the house.

I argued with my mother for a long time, and I was sure I was right, but she just wouldn't admit it, okay, what else could I do? I had to go back to my bedroom.

When I came back from school the next day, I plugged the hole with something and then sealed it with black tape, but I still didn't feel safe, so I used a backrest chair to block it so that I couldn't see it even if the wood broke the tape.

Then, at night, while I went to bed, I continued to wait.

The chair didn't move, I was relieved, I fell asleep peacefully.

I thought it would be the same the next day, but the next night I was getting ready for bed when I noticed a new hole in the wall.

I got angry and had another fight with my mother, but my mother still insisted that she didn't know what was going on and that she wouldn't admit it!

I can't help it, just keep plugging the second hole, and then,

Day 3,

Day 4,

Day 5,

Day 6,

Every day, I plugged a hole, and the next day my mother would dig another hole in the wall, and I knew that my mother would come to see me every day, but it really drove me crazy.

Dr. Xu, can you imagine the image of dozens of holes in the wall of my bedroom?

Finally, one day, I couldn't take it anymore, I took the chili noodles from the kitchen to the bedroom, and when a new hole appeared in the evening, I walked over, first lowered my head, and saw the mother's gaze over there, and I didn't hesitate to throw the chili pepper into the hole.

Then I panicked, I felt that I was too bad, too ignorant, my mother lived so tired for me, but I was so willful, didn't my mother just want to see me, why should I hurt her?

I didn't even dare to go to the next bedroom to face my mother right away, so I sat back on the bed with trepidation.

At breakfast the next day, I saw that my mother's left eye was red and swollen, it was the cause of the chili pepper noodles, I told my mother that I was sorry, but I also asked my mother not to do that, my mother said that I was talking nonsense, her eyes were a little inflamed, and it would be good to go and dispense some medicine at night.

In this way, I began to sleep less and less every day, my spirit began to weaken and weaken, and I was in a trance during class, feeling like a walking corpse.

All the way to,

That night,

I had a complete outburst,

All fear, grievance, anger, and incomprehension were ignited at that moment,

I hold my own pen,

walked to the walls full of small holes,

To the new hole,

Pierced it directly with a pen,

blood

I saw blood coming out of the little hole,

The blood of my hand,

There is blood on the ground,

There is also blood on the walls,

There was blood everywhere,

It's my mother's blood!"