Hitomi Ri

"Your mother is a mistress! Your father is looking for a mistress! You must be a vixen when you grow up!"

Lin Han walked home with his wet schoolbag.The son of his mother's new husband is also in their school, and he has been making trouble for him recently.In the teenager's cognition, it is always the outside woman who shamelessly seduces his father and destroys their family, so he casts all his disappointment on his father on his stepmother's former son.

Back home, Lin Han found a medicine box to disinfect his scraped knee. Aunt Chen wiped her hands and untied her apron and said flatteringly:

"Xiao Han, the meal is ready, I'm going home first, and I have something to do at home this weekend, so I won't be able to come tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, come back on Monday."

"Well, okay." Lin Han raised his head and greeted Aunt Chen while rubbing the medicine, but his eyes froze on Aunt Chen's face as soon as he finished speaking, and then he stood up immediately, rushing in without feeling the pain in his knee The master bedroom, and then back to the living room out of breath.

"Take things out." He stared at Aunt Chen's eyes, biting his lips to control his emotions.

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid!"

"Give it back to me!!" Lin Han roared, tears fell from his eyes and hit the ground uncontrollably.In Aunt Chen's impression, Lin Han had always been obedient and quiet, and at this moment she was also frightened by his abnormal hysterical aura.Trembling, he threw a small tube of golden stuff out of his pocket and threw it to the ground.

"You rich people are stingy! Your mother doesn't even want to give us these things. Take them! Just don't!" He said, closing the door with a bang and going out.

Lin Han sat weakly on the floor, next to him was a lipstick that his mother had used.That used to be her favorite color, and her crimson lips gently said "our little cold is not cold" and "our little cold has grown taller again".But now she's gone, leaving behind her lipstick and Lin Han here forever.

Aunt Chen never came again. Lin Han later called his father and told him not to ask other aunts to come over. Only then did his father know that the aunt who cooked for his son had not been on the job for more than a month, and he kept calling her. pay.

Lin Han transferred to another school in a few months, not because his classmates bullied him, he didn't care what his classmates thought of him or treated him, he just didn't want to hear his parents' names from other people, and he didn't want anyone to mention who was right and who was wrong .He cooks by himself or orders takeaway after school every day, and he can't die of hunger anyway.At night, he curled up in a small ball in the wardrobe of the master bedroom where his parents used to live. The thin boy gently closed the sliding door of the wardrobe to isolate everything outside. A short break.

After separating from Jiang Miao, Lin Han returned home, washed up and lay down on the bed alone. The 1.8-meter-large bed is very wide, and the windows are particularly large in the dark.There is no sound in the whole house, only the faint voice of the TV downstairs, which seems to come from another time and space through the reinforced concrete board.Lin Han's eyes couldn't help turning to the closet on the wall of the room. After looking at it for an unknown amount of time, he finally got up and slowly slid open the sliding door of the closet...