Can I like you?

Zhou Li had a dream.

I dreamed that my little self was lying on the bed, tightly covering her ears in the dark night.

The door was ajar, through a glimmer of light, and the laughter of a woman drinking with a few men outside.

It seems that after a long time, the living room returned to the tranquility of the past.

There was a "creak" sound, which was the sound of a woman opening the door. She turned on the light, and saw that Xiao Zhou Li was still awake, staring at her with big eyes.

"Mom, uncle, are they gone?"

The woman smelled pungent of alcohol and tobacco, and there was a hint of cheap perfume. The combination of these smells was extremely unpleasant. Her skin was almost morbidly pale, and her eyes were full of fatigue and dissatisfaction. "Don't call them uncle."

"why?"

"Because they are not worthy, they are birds/beasts, do you understand?" The woman muttered to herself, then shook her head and smiled wryly, "Forget it, you don't understand, you are still young."

She turned off the light casually, and the woman's voice was gentle and hoarse in the dark night.

"Go to sleep, Xiaoli."

Xiao Zhouli fell asleep slowly in the soft coaxing voice of the woman.

In fact, he has always known that his mother is serving as a wine companion.

But he was still young, so he didn't know what it meant to accompany wine. He only knew that every night, men would come to their house to drink with their mother, and when they got drunk, they would sleep in their mother's bedroom.

It was the kids at school who told him what drinking was all about.

"Your mother is a broken/shoe!!"

"It's for selling/fart/shares! Vomit! It's disgusting!"

"Your mother is a bitch! You are the son of a bitch!"

"Hahaha……"

"No, no, my mother is not broken/shoes..." Little Zhou Li had tears in his eyes, looked at the boys who laughed at him in front of him, he could only clenched his fists helplessly, and let the ugly words rush into his ears, shocking With that young heart.

After returning home, he looked at the tired woman who was smoking on the sofa, and said silently: "Mom, the boys at school say you are a broken shoe."

He will never forget that the woman opened those tired and swollen eyes and looked at him in shock and complexity.

There are sadness, shock, despair, and self-blame in the eyes.

The boy stubbornly wanted to ask, "Mom, are you?"

The woman was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly showed a bleak smile, and asked him back: "Does Xiao Li think that's his mother?"

Little Zhou Li shook his head firmly and said, "Mom is definitely not, I believe in Mom."

The woman didn't say anything, and Xiao Zhouli felt the wet and warm liquid running across his neck and slipping down into his hot heart.

Those are mother's tears.

However, when he grew up, he realized that his mother is a complete scumbag!

She lied to him!

He hates her!

After announcing the death of the woman, Xiao Zhouli stood alone in the corner, looking at the cold body of the woman covered by the white sheet.

He knew at that moment that he had no relatives in this world and became a real person.

He didn't cry.

Relying on his hatred for women, he survived alone for a long time.

Later, a man in a suit found him and told him that he was his uncle and wanted to take him home.

Little Zhou Li followed him, got into a luxury car for the first time, and saw a mansion only seen in TV dramas for the first time, and he will live here for the rest of his life.

The door opened slowly, and little Zhou Li saw a woman who was very similar to his mother, but her eyes were more gentle and kind.

No smoke, no alcohol, no death.

Although she was very kind to him, little Zhou Li still hated her from the bottom of his heart.

Perhaps it was because in her, he found the shadow of his own mother.

What he hated was the little girl hiding behind that woman.

She blinked her cute big eyes and looked at him, full of curiosity.

He hates all the goodwill that others show towards him, and regards the little goodwill that remains as the straw to continue his life. Once he catches it, he will hold it tightly in his hand.

So much so that he wanted to take away everything from that little girl, including her having a complete family, including the happy parent-child interaction with her father, including her cheerful laughter with that woman who resembled his mother.

He wants to take everything for himself!

Later, the woman went crazy.

Little Zhou Li just stood aside indifferently, looking at her expressionlessly.

Ah!Just like that dead woman.

All crazy.

But seeing the tears in the little girl's eyes, he suddenly remembered the wronged self in front of the mad woman.

A trace of distorted darkness surged up in my heart, a trace of delusional pleasure of revenge.

I want her to feel how desperate and painful she was back then.

So, he forcibly suppressed the guilt deep in his heart, and denied her existence and the existence of her family in front of everyone.

"How is it possible? She knew that from that day on, that lively and cheerful girl was completely destroyed by his vicious words.

All of this was caused by him reaping the fruits of himself.

He deserves it all.

That's why he indulged Song Yao's indifference and disgust towards him time and time again.

Just like how he loathed himself every time he thought about it in the dark all these years.

dream, suddenly woke up.

Zhou Li was woken up by the ringing of the phone. He rubbed his wet eyes and fumbled for the phone in the dark.

Two words appeared on the screen: Cousin.

He froze for a moment, then answered the phone, "Hello..."

The other end of the phone was silent for a while before speaking: "My dad asked you, are you going home for the Chinese New Year?"

There was obvious reluctance and awkwardness in his tone, but the cold hatred from before was gone.

Faced with her subtle changes, Zhou Li widened his eyes, as if he felt a little unbelievable, "You, you..."

"What are you, answer me quickly, Dad is still waiting by the side!"

The room is still dark, and you can't see your fingers, but the moonlight always seems to shed wisps of light and soft light, falling on the bed through the window, and falling on the boy's body.

In the darkness, Zhou Li's eyes were bent, clear and bright, and the hostility between his brows disappeared without a trace.

"Where do you go if you don't go home during the Chinese New Year? By the way, you and your little girlfriend...hey, don't! I haven't finished talking yet..."

In fact, what he really wanted to say was.

sorry……

Also, thank you.

The author has something to say: Forgive the child, the child is already very pitiful!

感谢在2021-02-0621:51:10-2021-02-0700:07:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines:

Shen Shehuan 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!