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Mom went out to buy a birthday cake, I waited in the house for a long time, my mother didn't come back, my father went out to socialize, his business grew bigger and bigger, and the number of times he came back became less and less, even on a day like today he I don't even remember.

I did my homework alone in the house, watched the food on the dining table cool down and didn't wait for my mother to come back, until I fell asleep on the sofa in a daze, and was woken up by my dad, his face was full of rain, look Looked very haggard.

Before I could ask him what was wrong, he told me my mom was gone.

I don't understand what it means to be gone. I just went out to buy a cake, so why is it gone.

Until I saw my mother's cold body lying in front of me. Her face was pale, her eyes were closed, and she couldn't wake up no matter how much she screamed.

There are a few more servants at home, and they say they are here to take care of me, but no matter how many people there are, they can't replace my mother, and the dishes they cook are not as good as my mother's.

Dad still went out to eat and drink all the time, and he was drunk every time he came back.

This day he was drunk again, I lifted the quilt and went to see him, he was lying on the bed alone, he seemed to be crying, but I wasn't sure because I didn't go in.

I don't want to go in, I hate Dad.

If it wasn't for him not coming home often, my mother wouldn't go out to buy cakes, let alone leave me.

Later, I suddenly had a high fever, which was inexplicable, and my whole mind was confused. I couldn't tell which ones were real and which ones were dreams. I only vaguely remembered my mother waving at me and holding a cake.

When I woke up, there was a woman sitting next to me. I subconsciously thought it was my mother. I reached out and grabbed her hand, and called out to my mother.

But when I saw it clearly, I realized that she was not my mother. At this time, she had already hugged me in her arms and was still comforting me. I pushed her away hard, and got out of bed barefoot to look for my mother.

That day I got very angry in the house and was slapped by my dad. He said that I was going crazy and that my mom had been gone for a few years.

No, how could this happen? In my memory, she just went out to buy cakes and told me to wait at home obediently. How could it be that she has been gone for a few years?

My dad still wants to beat me. It was the woman who protected me just now, but I won't be grateful to her. She must have killed my mother just to covet my dad's pitiful money.

This bad woman still has to act kind in front of me. Sooner or later, I will let them all show their true colors.

I have worked hard to learn a lot, and I want to become stronger. Sooner or later, my dad will regret it and they will cry and beg me for forgiveness.

But that woman gave birth to a child not long after she got married, and it was also a boy. He was very good-looking, and he always followed me and called me brother.

It's very annoying, sticking like a tail, I always call him a follower, but he doesn't know that I hate him, and thinks I call him that to tease him.

Once I took him to hide and seek, let him hide, I went to find.

But I didn't look for it at all. I went directly to the library with my classmates and saw it there before returning home at night.

I didn't know until I got home that the follower hadn't come back yet. I was secretly happy in my heart. Who told you to follow me, who told you and your mother to occupy this house? Stay for one night, let him have a long memory, so that he won't stick to me again in the future.

But after dinner, the follower hadn't come back, so I sneaked out to look for it, and the place where I let him hide was empty, only a shoe was left in the grass.

I was terrified at the time, whether he would die, and what about the shoes?

I don't know if I was more guilty or more afraid. I just stuffed the shoe into the trash can. When I got home, my father and the woman rushed back. It was the servant who saw that the follower hadn't come back. Telephone.

They hurried around the hall, and the woman cried, for the first time since she was married.

They asked me, and I said I didn't see it, and he came back after playing hide-and-seek in the afternoon, and I was in the library all the time, and I had a full alibi.

Fortunately, they were not suspicious.

They called the police downstairs and called someone to find them. I went upstairs and turned on my mobile phone to see many missed calls. The call was from a bad boy in the class.

He has been lied to by me a few times, and he has been cleaned up by me a few times, but he doesn't know that I asked someone to clean him up, and he thought I saved him, and he followed me and listened to me all day long.

I didn't know until I called back that he had taken that follower away and tied him up.

This guy is really brave, which I never thought of.

在他问我要不要揍一顿再送回来的时候，我竟然犹豫了，因为我不想他回来，我已经因为他们母子俩失去了妈妈，我要他们也尝一尝失去亲人的滋味儿。

I paid the guy some money to keep his followers away and never come back.

But I made a mistake. In the early morning, the follower came back by himself. I don’t know where he got so much strength to run back from such a long distance. What’s more fatal is that I heard him tell his mother upstairs I was the one who kidnapped him.

I didn't dare to go downstairs, open the door, or confront them, because I did pay them, and I did ask them to take him away and never come back again. I wanted him to disappear, it was true!

I thought my dad would come up and beat me up immediately, but he didn't. Soon the family doctor rushed over. I stayed up all the time, leaning against the door and listening to the movement outside.

I have done bad things since I was a child, but I have never been exposed. This is the first time I have felt guilty because of doing bad things. I don’t know what I am afraid of.

boom!

The door I was close to was suddenly kicked open, and even I was kicked and flew to the ground by my dad. Before I could get up, my dad took the collar and went to the follower's room.

I stood by the bed and was terrified, how could he be hurt so badly!

Was it beaten by those people, or fell on the way back, or did he deliberately make himself so serious in order to frame me?

My dad said that he would send me to discipline, that he would beat me as hard as him, and let me return the injury to him. The thick wooden bar had already hit me, and I felt like my ribs were about to break. I gritted my teeth and didn't cry, I hated it, and hated it more and more in my heart, but I didn't hit it the second time.

When I looked up, I saw that woman stopped her. Her palms were red and had been ground by a wooden stick.

At that time, I thought she was extremely hypocritical. In order to please my father, she didn't even care about her own son's life. She was indeed a realistic woman.

I was locked up at home for three days and thought about it. Three days later, I went to school and found that the group of people were not at school, saying they were locked up.

After I inquired carefully, I found out that it was that woman who did it. She didn't hold me accountable, but locked up that group of people. I heard that she beat them up. The parents of the other party saw Jiang Yi's injuries and stopped He didn't stop him, so he let the woman beat him.

I suddenly remembered, no wonder her clothes were scratched when she came back yesterday, her hair was a bit messy, and the skin on the back of her hands was torn.

That was the second time I saw her lose her composure. The first time was when I had a fever and she hugged me and was pushed away and sat on the ground. The second time was when she went to avenge her son.

It took a month for that follower to heal from his wounds, and after that he stopped following me. He also started to talk very little, just quietly by himself, and started to learn a lot of courses. I feel that he is better than me. busy.

That night my dad said that he would go to the same school as me in elementary school, but I didn't agree before I could refuse him.

Sure enough, Dad dotes on him very much, and he said no to Dad, so he didn't say anything more. That's good, at least we don't need to meet each other at school, and we don't need to let others know that I have a younger brother.

I used to be annoyed that he followed me, but now that my wish has come true, I don't know why, but I'm not happy.

Every time he came home from school, he would play alone in the yard. He would stop calling me when he saw me, but would always stare at me. Once, he would quietly throw my homework into the bathtub. When I went upstairs, he would stand He was about to leave at the door, his sleeves were all wet, but he just refused to admit it.

That day when I came home from school, I saw a boy squatting by himself on the road, his body was dirty, as if he had just been bullied, and he was sitting there crying.

I suddenly thought of the follower in my family who no longer followed me. I called him into the car by accident, and went to help him out.

I hit hard and practiced a lot. Those people were beaten so hard that they couldn't fight back. I don't know whether I was venting my anger for that boy named Shiquan or that follower, but the injuries he suffered It's clearly because of me.

Me, it seems that I am so contradictory, I have always been so contradictory.

My dad soon found out about my beating, but they didn't know what method they used. The other party didn't pursue it at all, so they lost some money.

That day I realized that in this world, money and power have the final say, so I have to be stronger, so that I can do what I want to do, protect the people I want to protect, maybe I am strong enough, my mother will not leave I went away.