C1 Secrets

The Wenchuan earthquake was strange and familiar to me.

Because it changed my happy family, my father was a doctor, one of many voluntary trips to Wenchuan.

I was eleven years old that year, and every day I waited to see my father on TV.

For me at that time, I didn't know what my father was up to every day. All I know is that when he came back, everyone called him Hero.

But behind the bright and beautiful father, but as if a different person, every day and mother quarrelling.

I didn't know why at that time, when I grew up and became sensible, I gradually understood that my mother cheated.

Then, I don't know what happened. Mom and Dad were gone.

Every day, I was alone at home, living off the charity of my neighbors. It was unknown how much time had passed.

Two months later, I saw Dad again. He became a lot more haggard and took me to Lin County.

Zhang Guanghua, a lively celebration, and then in other people's words, I know, father has become the son-in-law.

Her name is Luo Yan, she's only five years older than me, but I had to call her mother, and even changed my name to Luo Yu.

From then on, we formed a strange family with three ages.

After I was promoted to junior high school, my mom went to senior high school while we were in the same school.

Because the little mother is beautiful, and I went to school with her, there will always be a classmate asked me and her relationship.

That was the most helpless time in my heart, I don't know how to introduce her to my classmates, Mom? Elder sister? He might as well pretend not to know him.

Fortunately, after I entered my second year, my mom graduated and went to a normal university. But because she was not far from home, she still lived at home.

As for me, after I gradually become sensible, I didn't want to face such a complicated relationship, so I simply became a dormitory student.

That period of time was my most rebellious two years. He went back home once a two week. When he got home, he only knew to ask for money and never cared. His father, who was getting more and more haggard, only wanted to grow up and leave this complicated home as soon as possible.

When I was fifteen and just entered the third year of my junior year, in 2012, the Year of the Dragon.

At Dad's insistence, my mom, dad, and I sat together at home to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

There was a big snow and the legend was that it was the end of the world.

It was already broken on New Year's Day, but I didn't know that for me, it was really the end of the world.

At 8 PM in the evening, the Spring Festival Gala had just begun. Many celebrities were singing "Happy Chinese Year" together on TV.

However, three uniformed policemen suddenly broke into the house …

Now that I think about it, maybe it was because of that day's relationship that the policeman, who had always been a clear image in my mind, had turned dark.

And it was especially dark. For me, that night was not for the police, but for the bandits, the 'robbers' who took away my only hope.

My dad was taken away, I don't know why...

I tried my best to stop them... I, who had always wanted to leave this house, was suddenly stunned. To me, it was like the sky had fallen.

However, everything I did was futile. Dad was still taken away. It was laughable that the happy Chinese New Year had just ended on TV.

All these years, the amount of time he had with his father could be counted on one hand.

Regret and regret add up, the mind is full of my father's last words to me, take good care of my mother, we owe her.

After that, I did everything I could, but I couldn't see my father again.

The cops told me I wasn't old enough to go to jail. However, Little Ma didn't want to see her father at all.

I don't know how that half a year went by.

She was looking forward to growing up and meeting her father soon …

When school started, I went back to school, unwilling to go home.

Two months later, Little Ma suddenly broke into the school. Without my permission, she cancelled my stay. After returning home, the originally clean and tidy house became very messy.

She pointed to a pile of dirty clothes in the bathroom and threatened to kick me out of the house if I didn't wash them.

Only then did I realize that my mother, who my father had always taken care of, couldn't even wash her clothes.

Little mom's family is pretty rich, she can order takeout food.

However, the clothes were a bit troublesome. After all, there were some undergarments which could not be washed by outsiders.

I didn't say anything and didn't take my mother's threats seriously. In his heart, he remembered what his father had said. That feeling of regret seemed to have found hope and turned into inheritance.

A few years of independence, laundry and cooking were not difficult for me.

Since then, I've had a responsibility in addition to going to school.

After the middle school exam, he went to high school.

Because it's still in our school, it doesn't make too much of a difference.

However, after entering high school, my homeroom teacher turned into a little mom.

From that day on, I suddenly felt that my mom was really pretty. She was dressed in professional female attire, her ink-like black hair draped over her shoulders. Her eyes were as cold as a spring on a snowy mountain, and her body seemed to have an ethereal, cold, and arrogant temperament.

Apart from liking her, she also felt a sense of dread in her heart.

I don't know if it's because she's my mom, or my head teacher, or something.

That afternoon after school, I came home early and cooked a sumptuous dinner, all my mother's favorite dishes.

With a sliver of joy, a sliver of nervousness, a sliver of inexplicable … Waiting.

From seven until ten in the evening. Dazed, I was awoken by the sound of the door. I saw that the mother, who was still dressed as a professional female, had returned.

When she saw me, she gave a start, and her face took on the same expression of authority.

I was already used to it. Ever since I came here with my father, she had never been nice to me.

But there were meals on the table that my mom loved to eat, so I didn't worry. I walked to her side and helped her get her slippers.

After a few seconds, my mom suddenly pushed me away. She didn't even change her shoes as she ran to the table and flipped it over.

With a "hua" sound, the dishes I worked hard to prepare and the ones that were already cold all fell to the ground.

"Who allowed you to waste our food like that!"

In his ears, he heard his mother's scolding. Then she ran into the bedroom, crying, and there was a bang, followed by the sound of the door being locked behind her.

Only then did I realize that my head was filled with images of my mother crying.

I was both anxious and upset. I didn't know where I had done wrong, so I nervously cleaned up the dishes and broken bowls on the floor.

He stood outside the door of his mother's bedroom for a long time. Then, he reached out his hand to knock on the door and took it back a few times.

I wanted to apologize, but I didn't even know what I had done wrong.

I don't know how I fell asleep that night. He only knew that his mother had already left when he woke up in the morning.

There's no need to cook breakfast. As usual, I go to the bathroom to help my mom wash.

I don't know what's going on, but I'm actually imagining the underwear in my mom's professional dress.

He entered the bathroom, but did not see any dirty clothes.

Thinking about how my mom cried yesterday, I guess she forgot to be angry.

I went into my mother's bedroom and saw the dirty clothes she had forgotten to bring to the bathroom.

I was about to go out, but it was a bit of a mess in her bed. I went over to help with the cleaning, but in the corner of the bed, I found another dirty clothes.

Without thinking too much about it, I took my clothes to the bathroom.

I got the water and was about to wash when I noticed something white on the dirty clothes I'd found at the foot of the bed. It smelled a little weird.

Although this little mother had dirty clothes, even the smell of her underwear was very sweet. It was as if her body was fragrant because she changed every day.

Because it was found in the corner of the bed, I was afraid there might be a problem and the other clothes would be ruined. Thus, he picked it up and carefully examined it.

I noticed that the white stuff seemed to stick to it. Fortunately, this should be because the black tights were very slippery and dropped with a flick.

I checked again, because the smell was still a little strange, and when I was about to put it on for a single wash, I found a hole in the middle of the leg of the pantyhose.

When I imagined that it was where Little Mother was, I nervously swallowed my saliva.

The clothes must be broken, so he felt guilty and quickly threw it to one side.

Although his clothes were gone, his mind was still in a mess.

Subconsciously turning his head to take a look, he couldn't help but think of what his mom scolded him about last night, "Who allowed you to waste my family's food like that!"

I immediately picked it up again. Last night, the reason why Little Ma was angry was definitely because she was making money, and she even wanted to raise me to feel that it was hard.

I couldn't afford to lose it, so I ran into the living room and found some needle and thread to sew up the big hole in the middle.

Seeing that this tights, in my hands, is better, I can't help but think of how happy my mother looked after seeing her.

Wash your clothes and cool them on the balcony.

He rushed to the school, and his mother taught him Chinese. It was the first class of the morning, and she didn't seem to remember what happened last night, and she didn't seem to know me.

I've been looking forward to it. She knows I sewed her clothes, she knows I've grown up, she knows I'm sensible, and I'll be working part-time to help her share the burden of home when summer break comes. She's happy.

Maybe she would even take me to see my father.

I never knew why Dad was taken by the police, or even what happened.

After school, I rushed home. I specially washed and sewed the clothes and laid them neatly on my mother's bed.

A note was also attached: Dear Little Mother, I've already sewn your clothes, you sensible little Yu.

I went back to my room and waited for my mom to come and talk to me happily when she knew I had grown up.

Today, it was not as late as yesterday. About half an hour later, he heard the sound of the door opening and the familiar sound of his mother's high heels.

It was the sound of his mother entering her bedroom. After waiting for a few minutes, her bedroom door opened.

I sat on the bed excitedly, looking at the door as I heard footsteps approaching.

Then the door to my room opened.

But it was strange. The door seemed to have been forced open.

Before I could react, Little Ma rushed in front of me. He slapped me hard in the face. Caught off guard, my body also fell onto the bed.

"Luo Yu, if you dare enter my room again, I'll break your hand!" After she finished speaking, she turned around and left in a huff.

His heart was cold to the extreme, not moving at all. Until night fell, the room was so dark that no one could be seen.

What did I do wrong?

Ever since my father was taken away by the police, I've been taking care of my mom for a few months, and we've been living peacefully ever since … What was going on?

Until midnight, my stomach growled in hunger. Afraid of disturbing the little mom, he secretly wanted to go to the kitchen to get some food. As he passed by his mother's room, he heard a strange sound coming from inside.

If you listen carefully, there seems to be a man's voice.

Lies?! The word popped out of my head, and my head buzzed. Clenching his fists tightly, he suddenly thought of the spare key at home.

He found the key in the cupboard and went back to the door. But with the door closed and the sound not loud, I couldn't make out what was going on.

He couldn't wait to take out the key and open the door.

When he heard the "ka" sound, he was especially nervous, afraid that his mother would notice.

As the strange noise in the room continued, I gently turned the handle of the door and pushed it open.

The scene before my eyes through the crack of the door made me gasp.

Luo Yan, the little girl who usually treated me with dignity and didn't smile at all, was actually sitting naked on the bed with her legs wide open. Her little white hands were facing her cell phone.