In the end, we all cried
Chapter 2 2. Reminiscence
Chapter 2
Not all happiness lasts, like our...
In 2005, March 3th was my birthday, and it was also my mother's Good Friday.
On the morning of my birthday, my father answered a phone call and went out. He didn't come home to celebrate my birthday that day, and my mother stayed up that night, just staring at the door and looking forward to my father's return.
But her hopes were in vain, and Dad didn't come home until the evening of the third day.
It was raining and windy that night, when I saw my father coming home, I went to hug him as usual, but he pushed me away gently, with a look in his eyes that I had never seen before, so dark, so let me Fear.
I dodged and went back to my room, and soon the sound of things breaking and my mother's crying came from my parents' room.
I hurried to persuade them not to make noise, and hugged my father's arm tightly, but because my strength was relatively weak, every time I persuaded them, my father would push away and "shut up".
Since then, every time Dad came home, there would be arguing and cracking from the room.Every time it is stronger than once, I will see my mother's red eyes many times.
From then on, my happiness was taken back by God, and my life and that of my mother fell into endless darkness.
I also once asked my mother why she didn't get a divorce, and every time my mother would stop what she was doing and look at me seriously and say, "I owe him..."
At that time, I didn't understand the meaning of these four words. It was not until a long, long time later that I realized what it contained...
Later, Dad often didn't come home at night, and sometimes he couldn't see him for many days.
Maybe it's because my father in my memory has always been very kind to me, so when he doesn't come home, I often lie on the balcony and look downstairs, looking forward to the familiar figure coming home.
However, when my father came home, I wanted him not to come home, so that my mother would not have to be so sad every time.
Since then, I have been disappointed in this so-called father. Only my mother will still protect me, and compared to before, now it is even more...
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, 2011 is here...
(End of this chapter)
Not all happiness lasts, like our...
In 2005, March 3th was my birthday, and it was also my mother's Good Friday.
On the morning of my birthday, my father answered a phone call and went out. He didn't come home to celebrate my birthday that day, and my mother stayed up that night, just staring at the door and looking forward to my father's return.
But her hopes were in vain, and Dad didn't come home until the evening of the third day.
It was raining and windy that night, when I saw my father coming home, I went to hug him as usual, but he pushed me away gently, with a look in his eyes that I had never seen before, so dark, so let me Fear.
I dodged and went back to my room, and soon the sound of things breaking and my mother's crying came from my parents' room.
I hurried to persuade them not to make noise, and hugged my father's arm tightly, but because my strength was relatively weak, every time I persuaded them, my father would push away and "shut up".
Since then, every time Dad came home, there would be arguing and cracking from the room.Every time it is stronger than once, I will see my mother's red eyes many times.
From then on, my happiness was taken back by God, and my life and that of my mother fell into endless darkness.
I also once asked my mother why she didn't get a divorce, and every time my mother would stop what she was doing and look at me seriously and say, "I owe him..."
At that time, I didn't understand the meaning of these four words. It was not until a long, long time later that I realized what it contained...
Later, Dad often didn't come home at night, and sometimes he couldn't see him for many days.
Maybe it's because my father in my memory has always been very kind to me, so when he doesn't come home, I often lie on the balcony and look downstairs, looking forward to the familiar figure coming home.
However, when my father came home, I wanted him not to come home, so that my mother would not have to be so sad every time.
Since then, I have been disappointed in this so-called father. Only my mother will still protect me, and compared to before, now it is even more...
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, 2011 is here...
(End of this chapter)
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