Stranded love

When my friend told her about her story, my body could not tremble, my tears could not flow... I held her and listened quietly...——Inscription

"Roll!...Get out of the way! Leave here, never come back!!" The mother screamed at the man in front of her, and the body seemed to have been pumping all the strength, leaning against a chair, shaking the body. fragile. She could no longer support it, only tears could not stop flowing from her eyes, and her mouth screamed softly. And the man in front of her, still very rogue leaning on the door frame, no flaws. I sat at my door, staring at him, and looking at the mother who was crying.

What is this... my father? ! I called my father for ten years! The hope of our family... He gave me a happy home and gave me hope. Now is this way to ruthlessly destroy my hopes? !

He cooked the smoke and the whole room was full of smoke. I used to like the taste of my father, but now I suddenly feel disgusted. How much I hate this man! The smell of smoke made me cough, but he was very interested in playing with the smoke in his hand, with a smile on his eyes and looking directly at my eyes. The smoke is gone one after another, and the taste will not be scattered. I shed my tears and shed tears in my heart. "You don't roll, my child and I don't want to see you, roll! This home, never have you!" The mother wiped the tears of her eyes indiscriminately, picked up a broom beside her and threw it at her father. Perhaps it was a horror that the mother would become so angry, and my father moved and hurried away. Seeing his father's back gradually lost in the dark, the mother cried out, crying and sitting on the ground. I have never seen my mother so sad, I am sad to squat down my chest, feeling there, like a needle, so painful, so painful... I slowly walked over, took the mother’s crying face, and pressed her tightly Embrace in the arms. The warm body temperature melted my body, and the tears flowed down like this...

When I was a child, my father always liked to pick me up every time I went home, and then I stopped the busy mother in the kitchen and looked at her gently. That tenderness, anyone will envy the happiness of the mother. Dinner is usually a father's bag, although there is no mother to make delicious, but I always say that I like to eat the food my father made. "The mother is not as good as your father, hey, then let your father do it!! I will not do it." The mother's cheeks were red and false. "Haha, I will do it for you in the future, but it is best for my mother to do it, right. After that, my mother will do it every day, hey, we will cheer for her next to it." Dad put down the bowl and finished. I laughed. "You are a lazy idea." "Hey, don't say it's broken, the child is here, my great dad's image can be destroyed. Hehe..." Mom didn't say anything, just bowed his head and smiled softly. A dinner, three people, seems to have a whole world of happiness.

The old days, always so beautiful, caused my greed. Not willing to let it slip away, this is only my memory...

Father and mother, from acquaintance to joining hands, have always been so happy. The mother is young and beautiful, and the father is young and handsome. The perennial father is working hard outside. He is always waiting for a lot of gifts. The mother just looks at me and picks up the gift, looking at me with a smile. The whole family is a father, but he does not say anything, does not say bitterness, does not say tired, even a tired look is well concealed, never been discovered by me. This has always been the case, full of hope, and hope that my father will return.

until--

"Open the door! Open the door quickly..." The door rang out of the door and I was awakened by the sound. I sat up from the bed and squinted. The mother ran over and cautiously lowered her throat and said "come", for fear of disturbing me. I was surrounded by this warmth, gently ran to the door, opened a gap, smiled and looked at the mother's clumsy opening. The door was pushed open, and a woman wearing a thin face came into view. Then she dragged a person from behind, father! ! At this time, he was already drunk and unconscious, and his mouth was still scornful. "This is..." The mother took her father in surprise and took him to the sofa. "I will talk directly." The young woman sat down beside her father and lifted her slender legs. "I have been in contact with him for two years. You quickly divorced him when you know him. "Women said that he took his father's face and intoxicated him into his arms." The mother stood there and stared at the two "happiness" people for a long time without saying a word. "He is drunk, he has to go to sleep, so late, you should sleep, thank you, thank you for sending him back, go back." The mother looked directly at the woman and could not see any expression on her face. The woman stood up and looked up at her mother arrogantly and said: "The person who wants to leave is you!" This sentence made me deeply disgusted with her, and I could not help but clench my fist indignantly. The mother seemed to be pushing the woman out of the door as if she was crazy. She also shouted, "Who told you nonsense! Go away!! Go." With a muffled sound, the door closed, and the woman finally wanted to say a word. Was blocked out of the door. I saw that my mother walked into the room like this, and never came out again. I went back to the bed and covered the quilt. I hope this is a dream, wake up soon...

However, the reality is like this. The more you want to wake up, the more real it is to make you dream.

I was awakened by a snoring, my father and mother. Vaguely heard the mother's sobbing, choked, could not understand what she said, just heard the father beside him. The first time I saw my father angry, I saw my mother cry for the first time. "Who told you to marry her?! Who is she, do you know? You should roll, you should roll!" Then she grabbed her mother's hair and slammed it. I rushed out to my father and said, "Dad! It's not good for you!" "What do you know about a child? Roll!" Dad was so angry with me for the first time, I burst into tears. "I loved her, we divorced." Only when he left this sentence, his father left in a hurry. Only left me with tears in my heart...

For a few days, my father brought the woman to my house. The sweet atmosphere made me feel sick. My mother just rushed them out. My father only said "divorce" every time. I hate him and hate them. I used to hope that he would go home. I was always hopeful, but now I hope he will never again. Don't come back, don't hurt my mother anymore. The mother cried so hard these days that the whole person was very thin. Father, this man, gave me hope, gave hope to this family, but personally broke this hope, made me full of blood, scarred.

Finally, that night, my mother promised to divorce, not because I was afraid of my father, but a phone call from my class teacher, mother and mother. Why do you admit defeat for me?

The father slammed the door and took the divorce consent agreement, leaving the gorgeous woman to leave.

Now, another night, my father leaned against the door frame and gave them a happy wedding photo, holding the invitation in his hand. The mother finally collapsed and could no longer stand up. Once, how much loved the mother and father, so easily broken, the pain of dreams can not be destroyed.

Who is it? Strange father? Blame that woman? It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter... We don't even have hope, what is important?

Perhaps, starting from the father's departure from home, this family is already doomed and will be occupied by the pain.

After listening to her narrative, I held her tightly, letting her tears wet my clothes, and I hope to give her a little bit of dependence.

When love is stranded, nothing can be recovered.

Chongqing Shishan County Zhengze Middle School Third Day: Wang Yuanqi