My mother didn't know who my biological father was. Ever since I became sensible, whenever I asked this question, all I got was my mother crying and slapping me, so I stopped asking.

I know that my mother loves me. She makes money by delivering express delivery to support me.

I know she works hard. The scorching sun in summer will crack her skin, and the north wind in winter will swell her hands.

I know my mother is very beautiful. I have seen her wearing very beautiful clothes and makeup, and then crying in front of the mirror, staining her makeup. She always wears ugly clothes when going out, and never puts on makeup.

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I know she doesn't want me to ask her why, otherwise she wouldn't dare to dress up secretly.

One day, my mother suddenly asked me if I wanted to have a father.

I knew she wanted me to answer yes, so I answered yes. She laughed, then hugged me and cried.

One day, my mother put on makeup in front of me and told me that she used to be very rich, but was deceived by a bad person, so she had no money.

I thought that the bad guy might be my biological father, so I asked her. She was silent, shook her head, and said that if that was the case, maybe he wouldn't leave. I didn't understand this sentence at the time, and I didn't understand it until a long time later.

Later, my mother brought a man and asked me to call him uncle. He and I were both shocked, because this man was my class teacher, so I called him teacher uncle. He was not handsome, and he was far worse than the protagonist in the comics.

A bit fat, with small eyes but very soft eyes.

Later, my mother smiled more often, and the dilapidated home seemed to have a little more warmth. My mother sometimes wore beautiful clothes and went out. I thought she must be dating my teacher.

Later, my mother asked me if I wanted him to be my father, and I agreed without thinking. My mother smiled like a child.

Later, suddenly a man and a woman who claimed to be my class teacher's friends came to my house to talk to my mother. My mother wouldn't let me get close, and I could only see them staring at me with disdain. My mother lowered her head and shed tears drop by drop.

Seeing the names of the two people, I read out a few words "Miss", "escort", and others. In fact, I'm not stupid, I already knew this, but what does this mean? She is my mother,

Dear mother.

Later, the head teacher came in rudely. I had never seen him with such a scary side. He roared hoarsely, picked up the kitchen knife and drove the two people out of the house. I laughed. At that moment, I really wanted to scream.

His "Dad".

Later, he sat down and hugged his mother. She just cried and I fell asleep. When I woke up in the morning, I found that they were still in the same position.

Later, he came to my house more often. It was New Year's Eve, and he fed me a dumpling, and I called him "Dad."

I hope that time will always be frozen at that moment and there will be no future.

We laughed, made noise, and watched the party. Suddenly three men broke into the house, clamoring for my mother to accompany her, using obscene words and vulgar actions. My mother panicked like a frightened rabbit and wanted to kill them.

Kicked out of the house. My father stood up, pushed a man down, and was surrounded. Finally, my father was hit on the head with a brick, and his face was stained red with blood. The three men left, and my mother was frightened and helped her to walk.

Dad, who was not stable, went to the hospital.

I followed these three men secretly until they saw the man and woman from before.

"Is the matter done? This is your reward. Remember to keep this matter confidential!"

"We can't let Teacher Zhao be with that woman. He is a model worker in the city and an honor for education. We can't let that dirty woman ruin him. Have things been arranged for Teacher Zhao's mother?"

"It's been arranged. Teacher Zhao is hiding this matter from his mother. If the old lady knows the truth, she will definitely stop him."

What they say makes sense, but I don't understand why.

When I got home, I saw my father kneeling on the ground with gauze on his head, an old lady also kneeling on the ground, and my mother squatting in the corner. All three of them were crying. My father yelled, got up, walked to my mother, and whispered

He said something, and then helped the old lady go out and leave. Before leaving, he wanted to touch my head, but I avoided it. His eyes made me feel heart palpitations. My mother collapsed on the ground, her eyes dull, and I couldn’t scream no matter what.

Not answering.

The next day, my mother went out blankly and was swallowed up by the speeding traffic.

Later, I was the only one at home, the head teacher left the school, and no one talked to me in the school anymore. My grades were also very bad. I knew that they all looked down on me.

Later, a teacher humiliated me in public, and then I used a pencil sharpener to leave a bloody hole in her thigh.

Later, I left school, walked into a disco for the first time, yelled for the first time, drank for the first time, and fought for the first time. That year, I was eleven years old.

Later, I became the eldest sister, very prestigious.

Later, I saw the man who almost became my father on the road. I looked at him from a distance. He was very haggard, pushing a bicycle, stooped, and skinny. I cried. At that moment, I felt that there was no meaning to living anymore.

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Chapter completed!