91. Missing love
♪ Lost love ♪
Red and Green: True love doesn’t end
“Sushu, your sister is pregnant, so let her be. I’m sorry.
After my mother had said that, I was not at all surprised. I was just sick and disgusting.
I turned over the table for dinner and stopped looking at her and walked out of the house.
One.
Does anyone really love someone else’s daughter more than their own?
The answer is really there.
My name is Yang Shu. My parents are regular private employees. Wages are moderate and the family is not very rich, but it is also a matter of food and clothing.
I had a relatively happy childhood, but it ended when my 14-year-old mother brought it back.
“Sushu,” my mother was so excited, “Your aunt and your uncle have been missing for five days. I’m sorry.
“The police won’t find it. They’ll stay with us soon. I’m sorry.
“I wouldn’t call you if I didn’t have any choice.” I’m sorry.
Frankly, I don’t want you to live here, but I can’t say it or say it.
I don’t like it because she likes to rob me.
Every time she comes to my house, she stares at my things, so small as my dress, Barbie, my piano.
Every time I look at my mother in a very sad way, I say, “Sou Shu is so happy that I may not have this in my life.” I’m sorry.
My aunt and my brother-in-law are factory workers, and they can’t afford these at their salary level.
But my mother couldn’t see it the most, and she always said, “You and Shushu are sisters, silly child, and you take it when you like to go.” I’m sorry.
Yes, my things can be taken as bright as they are, as long as she’s happy, and no one will ask my opinion.
Every time I get a little upset, my mom gets mad at me and says, “Well, she’s my own sister and she’s your own sister. Can you stop being so small?” I’m sorry.
How can I rob my things from the first cry to the later silence to the last numbness?
It’s funny that my mother touched my head and said, “Sukumi grew up and knew she was in pain. I’m sorry.
Two.
“Uncle, where do I sleep at night? I’m in high school now, and I’m learning late every day, and I’m afraid to live with so much, it can affect so much sleep. I’m sorry.
My mother wasn’t planning on having a second child, so she bought two rooms and two rooms directly in the house, the bedroom only where my parents live and the one where I live.
“You don’t want to live with me. “I’ll take the lead in the interface.
It was said that the tears fell and looked at my mother in the face.
My mother would never have seen this: “So bright, neither cry nor cry, but you will live in Shu Shuu’s house and let Shu Shuu move to the balcony.” I’m sorry.
I can’t believe I’m looking at my mother, and I’m supposed to let go of my usual clothes.
“Why?”
“Well, my mother rubbed her eyelids and looked at me like I’m tired. I’m sorry.
Finally, my mom moved my stuff to the balcony, despite my objections.
And when my dad came back from work and saw me move to the balcony, he asked my mom, symbolically, and didn’t say anything.
3
My mom’s got a crush on her after living in my house.
The table is always the best thing to eat, but the best thing to do is to eat.
I’ll always wear a brand at the mall.
I’ve protested more than once, and my mom’s gonna be impatient to say it’s pathetic enough to understand something.
It’s as if I caused it with my own hands.
I barely got to high school. I can apply for boarding.
My mother said to me, “What’s good in boarding school, how many people live, how do you eat, how do you eat? I’m sorry.
I’ve been quiet all day, I don’t want to talk, but when my mom said, “Don’t stay at school,” I said:
“Mom, it’s better to sleep somewhere than on the balcony, which is cold in winter and hot in summer. I’m sorry.
“And the floors are low, the noise is out, and I can’t sleep well every day. I’m sorry.
“It doesn’t matter if I eat well. I’ve been eating for so long, haven’t I? I’m sorry.
I told my mother what I’ve been through for two years.
And my mother said with her red eyes shaking his lips, “Are you blaming me? Why do you blame me?”
“You know how hard it was for you two girls? I’m sorry.
“You’re not doing it for me. I broke my mother’s words in cold blood.
My mother slapped me in the face with red eyes: “How can you say that?” It’s your sister. She’s so pathetic. I’m sorry.
It’s funny how I look at my mother without saying anything. I can’t help but hope that she loves me when she’s afraid I’m not eating well.
I should have fought.
4
I stayed in high school as I wished.
Life was supposed to be good, but when I was a sophomore, I had to study abroad.
She was asked to send her out of the country for gold.
My mom agreed without thinking about it.
The price of her foreign gold is that my standard of living is going to decline dramatically, and maybe not even go to school.
My mother said, “The economy will be much more stressful in the future, and the cost of accommodation will be too high. Come back and eat with us.” I’m sorry.
Yes, my mother sold the iron for her sister’s daughter to leave the country, but saved me 350 per month for meals.
I didn’t say anything. I went out on a summer break to find a platter job.
I am not old enough to work in such large slots, and my salary is well below the market level of 800 per month.
I thought I’d earn 1,600 a summer, four months a semester, and I’d get 400 a month.
That’s enough.
In the meantime, my mom came to me once in the big class and said I was a kid.
I said, “Why do you spend all your money abroad, and I don’t have to pay for it?” I’m sorry.
My mother said nothing more, let alone anything to reduce spending.
In the second year of our senior year, we had to pay for the sprinting, which was only enough for the cost of living and, indeed, not enough for the extra.
I talked to my mom about this on vacation.
“How much?” My mom asked.
More than 600. I’m sorry.
“It’s so expensive! “My mother looked different, and apparently surprised.
“Can you see with others that the cost of living abroad is too high. “My mother was just talking.
“Huh. My mother’s answer, as I expected, was, “What’s a month worth living? I’m sorry.
“It’s more than 10,000.” I’m sorry.
And when I heard my mother, I laughed, and I said, “I know, I won’t ask you.” I’m sorry.
My mother was relieved, and then she looked at me carefully: “Do you blame Mom?” I’m sorry.
I shook my head, “No wonder.” I’m sorry.
I really don’t blame her, but she’s just my mother, that’s all.
“Your sister’s father and mother are gone. It’s so pathetic. I’m sorry.
“You’re different. Mom and Dad are all around you. You have to understand Mom. I’m sorry.
5
I finally paid for it from the cost of living, and I spent every meal with white water to save money.
After eating for a week in a row, my back table put a box of rice on my desk, four meals and a meal, which is so beautiful.
Ridiculous pride makes me refuse.
“It’s not for nothing,” and scratched his head for nothing. “Will you help me with the lessons?” I’m sorry.
“My mom thinks I’m a bad grader. Can I give you three meals a day? I’m sorry.
Look at me with eyes and face.
I can’t say no to a white eye or a beautiful box.
I acquiesced to the white proposal.
I cried when I ate a white box of rice, and I swallowed it together.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been cared for. It’s a good feeling.
Unfortunately, it’s not my mom and dad who want me to be, it’s a table that’s not too close.
Six.
With a white subsidy, my high school quality of life is not bad.
I’m working during the summer break, and I’m paid enough to pay for all my materials.
Of course, I didn’t bring me two years of food in vain.
I have also had a remarkable effect on the completion of my class in white, which is the first year of my entire grade, and almost always the second.
On the eve of Kocau, We had an appointment to meet.
And I remember that evening, when the sun was like fire, and I stood in the playground for nothing.
He said: “Shu Shu, we shall see.” I’m sorry.
A young girl from the beginning of love, who had arranged to meet at the top, was as beautiful as a painting.
And when I finished my job at the end of the college, I filled out only the best, so I was confident in my abilities, and then I and I made a white deal, and I didn’t think of any other school.
But on the day of the receipt, I was stupid.
I got a letter of admission to Shanghai, but I haven’t even reported it.
In a second, I guess my volition was tampered with, and only my mother was given the chance to volunteer.
I was shaking.
7
“Why? I asked my mother with my red eyes shaking.
My mother saw my entry notice face pale in an instant.
“Sweat.” I’m sorry.
“Why?” I shed a tear, and I said, “Why change my volition, why ruin my life?” I’m sorry.
“Shussou,” my mom was so excited, she said, “Mom can’t, your sister spends too much abroad, and she has two years to live. I’m sorry.
“Your classmates said if I change your school, I’ll give you half a million if I don’t let you go to Beijing. I’m sorry.
“Sushu, Mom can’t last much longer, she’s doing well, she’s doing the same thing as Qing. I’m sorry.
“Mom! “You’re my mother, I don’t blame you, but why do you deprive me of my future? I’m sorry.
“I can’t, I can’t,” my mother said, “Your sister is so pathetic that I can’t let her go to school. I just changed your school. I’m sorry.
“I will not delay your life, nor will I delay your life.” I’m sorry.
My mom’s been repeating it for life, and I don’t know if she wants me to believe it or if she wants to.
I didn’t ask my mom who gave her half a million dollars, and I didn’t have to tell her I knew I liked Liu Yun white.
8
My parents were there at night, and at the table I loved food, and my mom looked at me.
“Sushu, Mom remember these are your favorites, you try them. I’m sorry.
I looked at all the food on the table and didn’t move: “You don’t do it when I want to eat, and I don’t want to eat it anymore. I’m sorry.
“You haven’t minded me since I went to high school. My living expenses are earned by my own work. I’m sorry.
“I told you to come back and eat with us. “My mother’s weak and weak murmurs.
“Come back? Come back to bed on the balcony, or eat the food I hate most? I took a deep breath, “You gave me life and you were good to me when you were little, and I am grateful to you.” I’m sorry.
“The half a million you gave me in exchange for my future will be repaid to you, and of course I will not escape from the obligation to support you.” I’m sorry.
“But let’s not get in touch with anything. I’m sorry.
“What are you talking about? “My mother woke me up with a red eye and even my dad got a red eye.”
“Are you going to cut us off? You don’t need us anymore? I’m sorry.
“What do you care?” I laughed, “What do you call me if you’re hungry or not?” I’m sorry.
“If you really want to mind me, I’ll pay you for college and $10,000 a month in Shanghai. I’m sorry.
My mother shrunk her neck and looked away, “How can the cost of living be used so much? I’m sorry.
“How many? “Shanghai’s consumption level is no worse than it is abroad, so what’s a month worth living for? I’m sorry.
“Why should I lower her?” I’m sorry.
“Sushu, I told you it was your sister. She’s so pathetic. Why do you have to compare anything to her? I’m sorry.
“Poor? Ms. Han, can you feel your conscience when you say that? I’m sorry.
“Who am I more pathetic than her?” I’m sorry.
“Why don’t you understand? I’m sorry.
I rose up and seized the door.
9
Then We went forth to be raised up with Our own soul, and thought that We would not meet the mountains after that.
But I didn’t think I’d see it again on October 1.
Shu Shu, looking at me with a red beard, “I can’t find you when I’m done volunteering, and I haven’t seen you in Qing Da.” I’m sorry.
“I’ve asked a lot of people to know that you’re here, Shushu. Would you please don’t want me? I’m sorry.
I did not cry when I ran away, nor did I cry when my mother hit me, but now I weep because of a white saying.
Every Saturday since then, I have come to see you again. Beijing and Shanghai are not very close.
My heart was white enough to keep him away from doing so much work, but I was in my arms and my eyes were wet, and I looked at me, “But what do I want you to do?” I’m sorry.
I can’t help it. I’ll just let it go.
I studied national languages at the university, so I contributed to various websites when I was free, although there was no fire, but there must be enough to spend on a day-to-day basis.
I got a call from my mom during the winter break, “Sushu.” I’m sorry.
It was an accident to hear my mom’s voice, but I didn’t think she would call me, and then I thought she didn’t know my phone number.
“What’s the matter?” I asked her in plain language.
“Sushu, it’s New Year. Are you coming back?”
I said, “No, I’m going back,” and I said, “I’m going to pay for my next semester on a part-time holiday, and I’m going to save for my college loans.” I’m sorry.
“I don’t have time to go back. I’m sorry.
My mother’s voice was crying, “Your sister and you won’t come back, and everyone else’s home will be a hot year.” I’m sorry.
“Then you call her back and she doesn’t have to worry about her livelihood. * I’m trying to stimulate my mother with a sarcasm.
My mother was silent on the phone for a while, “Sushu, if you’re nervous. Come on, Shush, take care of yourself outside. I’m sorry.
After I hung up on the phone for a while, and I was so restless, I didn’t know what I was expecting.
10
In my senior year, I wrote a court novel that suddenly went on fire, and even television rights were bought.
So I have a great deposit.
First, I paid off my university loan and bought a full house with us.
And he took me with joy, and said, “My comfort is excellent. I’m sorry.
And he took me to his parents for nothing, and the elders were very kind, and I told them the truth about my family.
His parents didn’t look down on me, even saying they’d do me a double.
Towards the end of the year, I was getting a phone call from my mother when I was changing the script of an ancient play, and I was a little stunned and I accidentally pressed it.
My mom’s voice is so happy, “Sushu, your sister’s back and you’re home to have dinner with our family. I’m sorry.
I was going to say no, but I thought it was white, but I knew he wanted to see my parents.
“Good. I let go.
My mother’s voice is a little jumpy: “The mother is waiting for you at home.” I’m sorry.
Listen to my mom’s gentle tone, I’m a little confused and even think she loves me.
When they returned in vain, they insisted on several boxes of high-quality nutrients.
So how can you look white and shine?
“Hello, I am Shu Shu Shu’s sister, who has been studying abroad, so Shu Shu Shu may not have mentioned me much to you.” I’m sorry.
“Hello, my name is White, and I am Shu Shu Shu’s boyfriend.” I’m sorry.
My mom was standing right next to us, and she was saying, “Just come back, why are you taking so much?” I’m sorry.
How can you eat with a chopstick and a chopstick all the time?
I’ve been looking at you for a long time.
I put a whole bowl of rice in front of me, and I said, “My boyfriend doesn’t like other girls, so stop.” I’m sorry.
I’m… I’m… I’m… I’m… I’m… I’m… I’m just… I’m sorry.
My mom couldn’t stand it, she tried to scold me, or my dad hit the table and looked at my mom and ended the farce.
After dinner, my dad insisted on taking them out for free. I intended to take them out for free, so I didn’t want to.
But give me a sweet look.
Finally, my father went out with his wish, and I helped my mother with the table.
“Suk-suk, the white family is in good shape. My mom asks me carefully.
“It’s okay. “It’s not that simple, but I don’t want to talk to my mother in that detail.
“Sushu, your college is fine and you have a great future. I’m sorry.
“Look, can you give it to your sister for nothing? I’m sorry.
And for a moment I thought I was wrong, and I packed the chopsticks and looked at my mother: “What did you just say? I didn’t hear it. I’m sorry.
Maybe it’s because my eyes are too gross, and my mom’s scared and shrunk, and she’s silent.
Or the hurried aunt who pulled her back.
“Sushu, your sister is pregnant. Leave her to him. I’m sorry.
“Huh! I went straight to the table and scared my mother and how loudly I screamed.
“I’ve been meaning to ask you, am I your own? I’m sorry.
“What are you talking about?” You were born in October. I’m sorry.
“Well, why did I give her everything from childhood to age? I’m talking about the horrors in the corner.
“She’s your sister. She’s so pathetic. Shussy. Mommy doesn’t love you. I’m sorry.
“Did I cause her pity? “Did I kill her parents?” I’m sorry.
“Why did you kidnap me with her? I’m sorry.
“You two are disgusting. I’m sorry.
“What did you say? “My mother asked me with her lips shaking, unbelievably.
“I say you make me sick! “What do I care if I get pregnant? What does it matter to my boyfriend? I’m sorry.
“What’s the big tummy of my boyfriend? I’m sorry.
“Don’t let us all go crazy with you if you’re out of your mind.” I’m sorry.
“No, no, no,” my mother explained with her head shaking, “Sushu, my mother thinks you’ll meet a better person in the future and let your sister get away with it.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t talk to my mom. I went straight in front of her, and I hit her with a slap.
Why are you looking at me like that?
“What? You can’t even fight back when you’re so pathetic? I’m sorry.
“Don’t think I don’t know whose idea it was to say what she said today, but if I get pregnant, I’ll find her father, and I’ll beat you. I’m sorry.
“Sushu,” my mother looked at me in tears. “Sushu, I’m your mother. How can you replace her? I’m sorry.
“Do you deserve it? I turned my head and looked at my mother.
“You… you… you… you’re not filial…” My mother cried, “I shouldn’t have given you birth. I’m sorry.
I have red eyes and tears in my eyes: “If I could, I wish you had never given birth to me.” I’m sorry.
10
And when I came back at that time, I ran out of it, and every minute here I suffocated.
And he went out without asking me what had happened, and he held me in his arms and said, “So, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so, I’m here. I’m sorry.
At night, I received an application from a friend, plus I didn’t know it was my dad.
My dad sent me a long text to the effect that he just knew what was going on today, and he’d watch my mom keep her from messing around.
Below are two $50,000 transfers.
My dad says my mom’s been in charge all these years, and he’s been saving it up for me when I get married, and he says he’s a good man and let me treasure him.
I can’t tell you what it’s like to see a big piece of my father’s text. Most of him is silent in my mind. He never asked me before when I needed him, and now I don’t need it, and he’s out again.
I turned off the dialogue box, and my dad didn’t reply to my tweets, and I didn’t take the money, and I just hope that they wouldn’t bother anyone.
Eleven.
Two months after my mom called, my mom called me with a strange number, and I just picked it up, and my mom was crying over there: “Sushu, come to the people’s hospital, your dad’s dying.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t really want to go, but I finally went, thinking about the $100,000 my dad turned me in the last two months.
When I got to the hospital, a bunch of people, apart from my father, who was suffocating in his bed, my mother, who was crying, and who was pregnant, had a long time ago.
Aunty saw me smiling so brightly: “It’s so much more than this.” I’m sorry.
I frowned, I didn’t care. I went straight to my dad’s bed to ask what was going on.
“I want to divorce her.” I’m sorry.
I frowned, my dad was always a wife, and my mom told him to go east and he would never go west.
All those years of hard-earned blood money for my mother and sister’s daughter, he didn’t say anything, how the divorce was now involved.
“What happened?” I asked.
My mother was afraid to answer.
My sister-in-law came to me and groaned in my face: “We’re pregnant, the man’s side says we’re going to marry a house, and we’re going to sell the set we live in, buy a new one, and we’re all going in.” I’m sorry.
“Who knows his brother-in-law doesn’t agree, and he’s pissed off. I’m sorry.
My parents live in an old house, but it’s a nice place and it’s no problem selling a good price in the middle of town.
My dad was so angry at me: “You’ve been here ever since you were a kid, and now this house belongs to my daughter. I’m sorry.
I made my father quiet with my eyes, and then I looked to my mother, “You agreed.” I’m sorry.
“I am…”
My mother was weak in saying, “You’re capable and your boyfriend’s family is rich, and you’re a big house, and I can’t get married without buying it.”
The more my mom said, the less sound I could hear.
“All right, sell it.”
Everybody jumps out of my mouth except my dad.
“But you’re going to divorce my father and you’re going to break up your relationship with me, and you’re going to tell me how you’re going to get old, and you don’t need me. I looked into my mother’s eyes and said one word.
My mother’s pupils are getting bigger: “What are you talking about?” I’m sorry.
“Did I not make myself clear? I’m sorry.
“The half a million dollars that you volunteered to buy off the favors that you used to give me. I’m sorry.
“If you’re not going to leave something for me, then I don’t have to support you, and if you say yes, I’ll get my dad to sign the house. I’m sorry.
I don’t know if my mom wants to leave my dad or if she can’t stop me and then she doesn’t agree to sell the house.
Because she did not sell her house, she denied her great face, and why she went directly with her aunt, with no regard for her ten years of upbringing.
12
When my dad got out of the hospital, my mom stopped me when I sent him home to leave, and said, “Why don’t you stay for dinner and make you your favorite sugar vinegar ribs?” I’m sorry.
And I walked at the same pace, and my back turned to my mother, and I said, “I had hoped that you would care for me so softly, but you didn’t, and now I really don’t need it. I’m sorry.
“If you still feel guilty about me or want to make it up to me, I beg you to leave me alone and don’t contact me again. I’m sorry.
“I really don’t want to see you, and I don’t want your compensation. I’m sorry.
There was a cry from my mom behind me and a sighs from my dad.
But I didn’t stop for another second.
It’s all in vain.
Today I finally married a girl I liked for many years, and for the first time I noticed her because of her pretty grades.
Almost every exam was the first in the whole year, and every time my mother went home for a parent meeting, she compared her to me, and my mother said more and I took her seriously.
I’ve always watched her in secret, deliberately or not.
Watch and watch and like.
But I never dared to show my heart in front of her, after all, there was an insurmountable gap between schoolboys and scum.
Let me have the courage to appear before her because I observed that she had eaten white buns for two weeks in a row, and it broke my heart.
So the next day at dinner, before she pulled out the buns, I put my mom’s prepared box on her desk.
I said, let her give me a lesson and I’ll pack her a box.
She agreed. God knows how high I am.
And then things became logical, and we got together and we got married.
I know she’s not good with her parents, and I’ve never asked more. I just have to be nice to her.
Her parents didn’t come on the day of the marriage, and I accidentally caught her parents standing at the door after the ceremony.
I didn’t tell her to go out and ask politely if they wanted to come in.
Auntie wanted to come in, but uncle stopped drinking and I didn’t insist.
After they left, I turned to her in the middle of the crowd.
I’m sorry.
Every time I came here as a child, I stopped it, but every time I fell, I was not happy with my sister-in-law.
That’s why I didn’t like to say it. Take it if I want to, take it. Take it.
Only, every time I forget to buy it.
By the time Shushu No. 2, my sister-in-law was missing, I couldn’t help but get her home.
I’m not happy to see my room brightly, but I can’t say it’s pathetic, and I don’t want to lose a mean reputation.
It’s all right. It’s all right. It’s all right.
But I didn’t think that things would get beyond my control, and Shuss began to dislike me, or even hate me.
When did you really realize you were wrong?
It was when my husband wanted to divorce me, when Shussou told me to break up, when I didn’t agree to sell the house, so to speak.
I really realized that I was wrong, but my daughter, my succulence, can never be restored.
I tried to call her late at night, but my husband stopped drinking and said I’d divorce me if I dared.
I dared not to fight but to visit her every day in secret, to see her marry, to see her pregnant and to see her have children, but I never dared to appear before her.
I don’t know if Shu Shuu will forgive me when I die or if I can hear Shu Shuu’s child calling me Grandma.
Oh, by the way, then I saw her again, and she had an abortion by her boyfriend, and she didn’t even wear her shoes to my door in the winter and begged me to take her in, but I didn’t care about her, and I was afraid that Shusumi would forgive me.
Case number: YXX1 Onnr8oJsOokd5gTp5ya
Honey is a tea man.
Red and Green: True love doesn’t end
Monomer, wait.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
