bear shadow

Perhaps, what should come will always come, no matter who it is, there will always be a catastrophe that cannot be escaped...and this...is my catastrophe!

Halfway through the ride, the phone rang. I thought it was A Mo urging me to hurry up, but I never thought that what I picked up was a bad news...

"Hey, who are you?" I parked the car beside the road and answered the phone

"I want to talk to you."

A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone...

"Who the hell are you? And what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Who am I when you see me, I want to talk to you about Gao Mo."

Hearing this, I can already guess seven or eight points. I think someone from Amer knows about our relationship...

"Let's make an appointment!"

"You go to the coffee shop on the corner of the street, and I will sit in the innermost seat."

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Sitting in the corner seat of the coffee shop, is a woman in her early forties, very similar to the voice on the other end of the phone...

"Hello, are you Amo's...?" I hesitated, wondering if I should ask

"I'm his mother. I already know about you." She spoke directly and without politeness

"How did you know that?" Although I guessed that this was the case, I was a little shocked to say it from someone else's mouth.

"You don't need to worry about this matter, I just want to tell you that it is impossible for you and my son."

"Why do you say that? We both like each other." Hearing what she said, I seemed to be a little bit uncontrollable, and I started to speak a little excitedly

"I'm not a person with old-fashioned ideas. I can accept your relationship without being forced. However, do you think that love is enough for a person to live? I don't want to hinder your relationship, but what do you want? Guaranteed, you can afford him? Take care of him? Both of you are just kids."

"Yes, in your eyes, maybe we are just children, but don't children grow up? Just because we are just children, do you think the relationship between us is just for fun?"

"It's because I don't think you guys are just kidding, so I came out to talk with you today, hoping you can leave him." She said coldly, "You still have your parents to take care of? They can also be like me, Accept the relationship you have with my son?"

Hearing this, I began to feel untenable, because every word he said pierced deeply into my heart, and these questions were things I had never thought about.

I always thought that as long as I was happily with the person I like again, no matter what life I lived, it would be fine.It wasn't until this moment that I realized that I didn't even have the right to love him.

And when she asked me what guarantee I could offer, I was already doomed to lose to her.

I was silent for nearly 5 minutes, and she seemed to see that I didn't want to continue, so she got up and walked to the door. When she left her seat, she only left one sentence.

"I'll give you two months to leave him! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" After finishing speaking, he turned and walked out of the coffee shop

I don't know when I started, my eyes were full of tears, two lines of tears stayed straight, and the tears dripped on my thighs like this.

I know that I must be very embarrassed now, and I really want to find a hole to hide.When I rushed into the toilet and locked the door behind me, all the sadness in my heart surged up at that moment, my tears fell endlessly, I couldn't think about anything in my mind, only the conversation just now reverberating...

After calming down, I kept thinking about what to do to be good to Amo.But, I really don't know what to do, I don't want to leave him like this...

Thinking of his stupid anticipation, still waiting for me to pick him up at home, my heart seemed to come alive again, I wiped away the tears on my face and didn't think about anything, just went in the direction of Amo's house...

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