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I couldn't speak, shook my head, changed my shoes and ran straight to the bathroom, turned on the faucet and put water in the tub, trying to cover up my crying.

Then leaned against the wall and huddled on the ground, crying loudly.

But it didn't seem to be of any use, and my mother was pounding on the door frantically outside.

"What's the matter with you baby?"

"Don't scare mom, okay?"

"Open the door and tell mom if you have anything to say."

I shouted out the door: "Don't worry about me, I'm fine." But the choked voice betrayed me.

Mom softened her voice as if she was afraid of scaring me, "Can you open the door? Mom wants to hug you."

But her gentle words made me even more sad. I climbed to the side of the bathtub and slapped the water in the basin vigorously with both hands, crying more and more heartbreakingly.

Mom was frantically twisting the doorknob outside, and then, the door lock was broken by her abruptly.

I don't know how she did it, probably, a simple anti-lock button can't stop a mother from worrying about her child.

Mom opened the door and strode in, pulled my hand out of the water, touched my face and asked, "What's the matter?"

I pursed my mouth, hid my face in her chest with great aggrievedness and continued to cry.

My mother didn't ask any more questions, but just held me in her arms, patted my shoulder lightly, and coaxed me softly, "Cry, cry, let's vent." It's like coaxing a baby to sleep .

I was crying in my mother's arms and shouting intermittently: "I want to drink, I want to drink."

"Okay, okay, mom will go shopping right away, you change your clothes, sit on the sofa and wait for mom, okay?"

"I don't, I want to drink, I want to drink wow!" I cried even louder.

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away." Mom helped me lean against the wall and ran out for a while, and came back soon, holding two cans of cold beer in her hand.

"The wine is here, shall we sit on the sofa and drink?"

At that time, my mind was completely in a state of agitation and confusion. I grabbed the beer in my mother's hand, tore open the plastic bag, picked up a can and pulled the tab, and started to drink vigorously.

One can of beer was swallowed in an instant, and then I opened the second can and gulped it down.

To be honest, I don't like drinking alcohol at all. The taste of beer is bitter and astringent. The liquor passes through the throat and flows into the stomach. Wherever it passes, there is a cold and irritating feeling at first, and then there is only burning.

The reason why I was able to drink these two cans of beer in one breath is entirely because of my yearning for getting drunk to relieve my worries.

It's a pity that after two glasses of wine, I got up and walked back and forth along the stone brick line in the living room, only to find out that the TV was all lies.

I don't get dizzy or dizzy, I don't wobble when I walk, and I don't see things from one to two.

As for being so drunk that you talk nonsense and become unconscious, you get up the next day and get fragmented, let alone.

I just felt a little hot on my face and neck, and my mother helped me to sit on the sofa.

Slowly, I felt my heart beating faster and faster, as if a heart was beating against my ear.

The heartbeat became faster, the blood circulated faster, but the reaction became more and more sluggish.In a daze, I let my mother help me change my clothes, and helped me to lie down on the bed.

My mother sat on the edge of the bed and patted me gently, humming a lullaby she composed herself.

The lazy and charming Luo Chuliang, the arrogant and domineering Dai Anqi, and the serious and warm end of the season, these people appeared in my vague consciousness one by one, and then slowly disappeared.

As my consciousness became more and more chaotic, I forgot everything and fell asleep.

I had no dreams, but I didn't sleep for a long time, I just slept for two or three hours.

When I opened my eyes in a daze, I happened to see my mother brushing away a strand of messy hair on my forehead with her hand. The boundless rain of worry in her eyes was so light and soft, but it melted into my heart like a heavy hammer. tap.

It was only then that I realized what inexplicable stupid things I had done, and regretted my ignorance, but at the same time, the swollen eye circles began to turn red again.

I got into my mother's arms, tried to hold back my tears, and said in a hoarse voice: "Mom, I'm sorry...but, but I'm really sad, woo woo woo..."

"Silly boy, tell me what I'm sorry for, what happened?" Mom gently patted my back and coaxed me. "Can you tell mom? I'll be by your side no matter what happens."

"I fell in love with a girl in my class..."

Mom patted my hand for half a second, then continued to pat.

"Silly boy, you are still so young, how do you know what love is? You just think it is love because you met someone in a new class who you think is excellent and you want to be close to. When you grow up, you will know." , this is just a momentary illusion."

I didn't argue with my mother. Although I thought what my mother said was incorrect, I couldn't help thinking in my heart, if it was really just a momentary illusion, it would be fine.

Afterwards, thinking about it, I really broke into a cold sweat. The flamboyant even took advantage of the strength of alcohol to come out of the closet for no reason. Fortunately, my mother didn't take it seriously.

I am not too young now, and it turns out that liking girls is not a temporary illusion. I don't know what my mother would think if she knew the truth.

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