tired

I really couldn't speak anymore, and wanted to go out to rinse my mouth, but this bastard blocked the door and held out his hand to me and said, "Bring the phone."

I’ll give it to you, I handed him the phone, and I heard him say, “Password.” I replied, “Six zeros.” He fiddled with my phone and returned it to me, saying, “Don’t hang up with me in the future. Don't answer the phone, block it, or turn it off, do you understand?"

Fuck, "Well, I see, please let me go." Fortunately, he didn't get out of the way again. I rinsed my mouth and he watched from the side. After I got out of the toilet, I walked straight towards the classroom.

When the get out of class was over, my phone rang. I saw that it was my mother calling me. I suffered from anxiety again, my heart beat faster and my body trembled slightly.I never took the initiative to call home in these years, and I didn't want them to call me.I turned a blind eye to that family, because I didn't want to touch the source of the pain, reminding myself that I was in pain.So I choose to escape and make myself feel better.

I answered the phone with nervous nerves and gave a hello. My mother's voice came from the other end of the phone. She asked me if I would go home on vacation. As before, I said no. She answered and stopped talking.

A moment of silence.

I seemed to know why she called, and asked, "Are you guys arguing again?" After a few seconds, there was a slight sob over there, and I heard her say, "I'm really going through it, he just It will torture me.” She wanted to continue but I interrupted her, “If you can’t make it through, we’ll get a divorce.” She said, “It’s not because of you, if we didn’t have you, we would have divorced two mornings.” I couldn’t listen to it again Interrupted her, "I still have something to do, if you have nothing else to do, I'll hang up first."

I hung up the phone, and my mother hid secretly in the room crying when I was a child, and my mother's countless complaints and complaints echoed in my ears.I feel out of breath.Why bother torturing yourself, torturing the other party, and torturing your own children?

I scolded her in my heart that she deserved it, and at the same time felt extremely painful.

Life is so boring, meaningless.

At this time, the mobile phone received a text message from the sender "Shen Yuan", I opened it, and he sent me an address asking me to go find him tonight.

That's right, doesn't Shen Yuan want to play? I'll let him play with me, he can do whatever he wants.

It's best to play dead.