What kind of experience is a particularly cool mother?
What kind of experience is a particularly cool mother?
The day Ms. Lee Kim Gui came to pick me up, it happened to be my eighteenth birthday.
My real father and my stepmother took their precious son to their relatives’ weddings, and I’m not worthy of this skanky thing to be at any festivities.
On that day, I was alone in my room for my birthday, with a hidden candle and a knife on my head.
The candles have been extinguished by me, and the candles have disappeared, leaving only a sting and a small scratch on the palms, which I have many, some of which I have made, and many of which have been burned with cigarettes by Lee for his sake.
When Ms. Lee was ringing the bell, I was pointing the knife to my wrist.
One.
And so she appeared, with stylish curly hair, dark-coloured flag robes, and a nice little handbag, standing at the door and saying, “I am your mother, come and take you away.” I’m sorry.
I knew her in a moment.
Lee Kim Gui, my biological mother, who couldn’t stand my father’s domestic violence 10 years ago, who was going to divorce him.
I don’t know why she suddenly appeared here. I stood there for a while and then I reacted to what she said.
She saw me and said, “You’re a grown-up and you don’t need a guardian. Do you want to come with me? I’m sorry.
I moved to find my I.D. in her room before she could react, and then came back, and put it in her hand before she regretted it, and I prayed and said, “Take me away.” I’m sorry.
She didn’t talk nonsense. She didn’t ask a question. Lisode pulled me up and left.
I didn’t pack anything. She told me that Lee’s things were dirty. We don’t want them.
I didn’t get any real sense until our taxi drove forward and left behind the neighborhood I lived in for 10 years.
I just, like, ran off with my mother, who I haven’t seen in 10 years.
I’m not sorry, I’m just a little curious why she took me away.
She held on to that hand, which I had not injured, with a rough but warm hand, and with an unprovoked strength: “Take you back to old age.” I’m sorry.
It’s a terrible reason to look at her dress and see how well she’s doing, but it’s me, who’s been out of charge for years, like a wild dog, and I’m gonna give her a real dog.
But I didn’t ask. I’d do anything. It wouldn’t be worse than being there.
“What shall I call you?” I tried to ask her, tried to call her by that name, but found it impossible.
I remember the day my father walked in with Chen Tsing, and I refused to call her mother, and he slapped me in the ear.
I called Chen Tsing’s mom for 10 years. That’s a dirty name for me.
I had no choice but to tremble, and the whole person was swinging, and the familiar dizziness came back.
She naturally understood my abnormality as carickness, holding my wrists in one hand, slapping my back in the other hand, and pulling out a mouthful of sugar from a nice handbag.
“Mrs. Lee Jin Gui. I’m sorry.
“OK… Ms. Lee Kin Gui. I’m sorry.
She seems to think it’s cute and smiles and shows two sharp fangs.
I looked at her teeth, and I thought, “We are mothers and daughters.”
Two.
We’ll take a day and a night train to Shin City, thousands of miles away.
In half an hour of waiting for the car, Ms. Lee asked me to wait and left alone.
My back is so tight, every minute alone, every second, and I’m counting, and I can even think about where I’ll be begging.
Before counting 300, Ms. Lee was back.
She came back with red faces, hairs and sweats hanging over her head, with little cakes in her hand.
I spent my 18th birthday on the train, but I had nothing to lose, and beautiful little cakes were stuck in the candles and lit in front of me.
The next-door passengers knew it was my birthday and sent their little son to bring me a sticky corn candy and wish me a happy birthday.
Corn candy is old-fashioned candy, packed with dirt, sticky teeth, but it’s sweet, corn smells strong and delicious.
It’s so good that I can’t help myself.
I couldn’t help but ask Ms. Lee, “Why are you so nice to me?” I’m sorry.
She relaxes on the back of her chair and laughs: “What the hell is a cake? I think you’re gonna have to be nice to me when you get old. I’m sorry.
After that, she didn’t look at me, shoved the candle-blowing cake in my hand, grabbed my other hand and carefully painted me with scalding cream.
I waited for her to ask me how to do it, but she didn’t say anything.
The train smelled like shit, it smelled like gasoline, but the cake covered everything.
I stomped, and I put a little cream in my mouth, sweet, mine, not left.
3
I was taken home by Ms. Lee King Gui.
She led me door to door and told them I was her daughter.
The neighbours apparently didn’t know anything about her and accepted me, the big girl who suddenly appeared, and took my hand for sugar.
I’ve been here for less than 24 hours, and I haven’t seen anything. I’ve got two bags full of sugar, and I can eat one of them until next spring.
I have received more goodwill today than in the past decade.
I don’t know how to give back good will, but I’m trying to hide myself, and I’m serious, and I’m laughing at them.
I was finally relieved by Ms. Lee King Gui.
In the evening, I was pulled by Ms. Lee King Gui for two hours to erase my skin, from head to foot. I looked at the ceiling with an exceptionally expensive face and I couldn’t live with it.
She lay next to me, holding my hand after my hand, and she spoke to me, “The people here were passionate, and when I came here, they helped me a lot. I’m sorry.
I looked at my smooth hand and said, “Well, it’s just a little noisy. I’m sorry.
She got up slightly: “Does she hate it?” I’m sorry.
I thought about it and I was honest: “No offense.” I’m sorry.
No one will hate warm good intentions, nor will I.
She noded her head, fell down, said good night to me, and held my wrist open.
She closed her eyes, and I opened my mouth, and I thought I’d let her go.
It’s not like you can’t sleep.
Children of my age are mostly in school, but I am clearly not fit to go back to school, nor has Ms. Lee.
Everyone I met was fine, and the problem was me.
I can’t help but feel happy enough to hurt myself, which makes me feel really cheap.
She’s a man of life. She’s always a man of energy, she wears red and green, and there’s no shadows in her world, and there’s always sunlight, and I see shadows at the height of the sun, and I don’t feel like trying to hurt myself.
Her house was set up with beautiful flowers carved on the handle.
Unfortunately, once when I cut myself with a fruit knife, she saw her face down and asked me whether I wanted to eat fruit, and the next day when I woke up, I found her placing all the sharp things in the house, even the pottery utensils into a bowl of wheat that couldn’t break.
She’s always like this, never ask too much, never think of herself as a savior.
Even if I had a pot in place, she’d ask me if I wanted a barbecue.
My time alone was repeatedly compressed by her, who followed her to the store during the day to collect money as a mascot, and when she slept at night, she put me to sleep with her hands and feet.
She seemed to have a special function, except for the first time, and then every time she tried to hurt herself, she appeared first.
I asked her why she always appeared in time, and she mysteriously said, “Don’t ask, it’s a telepathic question. I’m sorry.
She didn’t like passion. Every time I asked her why she was so nice to me, she said she wanted me to give her old age.
I think she’s making me look like a child, and she’s laughing at my head and saying, “You’re a child.” I’m sorry.
I have to say it’s good to be treated like a child.
I am once again determined to live: to give old age to Ms. Lee.
And the other thing is to make a lot of money to give Mrs. Lee Kim Gui a pension.
The day went on, and I tried to hurt myself countless times, and she stopped it in time.
One day I sat on the counter and slowly drank a bowl of lamb soup, and Ms. Lee Kim Gui was chilling with her old customer, and there was a smell of lamb all over the shop, and the water was soaking up on the window.
I listened to Ms. Lee’s laughter, and I realized that the coldest of the year was over.
When the soup was finished and the lamb was eaten, Ms. Lee brought me hot red sugar, and I had the courage to call her before she left.
“Mom I want to go to the hospital. I’m sorry.
She was so shocked by the sound of “Mom” in her back that she knew what I was saying.
“What do you call me, again?” I’m sorry.
She’s so emotional, so loud, so shy, I’m ripping off her clothes and whispering, “Sit down.” I’m sorry.
She said yes.
On that day, every guest at the table received a free gift of red sugar, which was sweet.
4
Ms. Lee Kim Gui took me to the hospital.
The medicine was not cheap, but she was happy to spend it, laughing, “It’s good to be sick, it’s good to be cured, it’s good to be cured.” I’m sorry.
I’m afraid she’s the only one who’s happy to find out she’s sick, but she’s happy too.
I was thinking of getting old age for Ms. Lee King Gui, so I took my medication on time and cooperated with her.
Maybe God is really fair, and he set me up with a violent old man and gave me a little painting gift as compensation.
I began to teach my children to paint, started with a few neighbours who wanted to help, and then got a good reputation, at least not hungry.
On the first day I got paid, Ms. Lee smiled and took me house-to-house to “show off” and didn’t know I made billions.
This is how the neighbors of this place do. You compliment my children, I exaggerate your children, and business blows each other.
And that’s how it took years for me to save tens of thousands of fans of the account I used to paint, and to feed myself on the salary of a tutor.
Finally, one day, all those beautiful dishes, including knives, re-emerged at home, and I suddenly realized that I wish I hadn’t been dead for a long time.
I really don’t want to die, not at all.
I’m trying to make a living for Ms. Lee and find her a boyfriend with eight centimetres of abs to be my stepdad.
I found that Ms. Lee Kim Gui may have new information recently.
A little girl named Coco has recently studied painting here, and she’s so beautiful, she’s so cute, she’s got a really unsophisticated hand, a boat that looks like a caterpillar and doesn’t like to paint, and she wears a pain mask every time she comes to class.
Ms. Lee Jin Gui is staring at her little uncle, Liu Tao.
I looked at Liu Tao in the eyes of his late father and found that it’s good, a metre eight, that the job is stable, that it’s a little younger, that’s like me, and that’s a little bit worse than Ms. Lee.
But it’s okay, Ms. Lee Jin Gui is worth it.
I didn’t notice that Ms. Lee Kim Gui looked at us more deeply.
Liu Tao is staring at two very different eyes, with a handsome face that is red and stuttering and saying that he is not familiar with the road, can he be delivered to him, and Coco is helping.
Ms. Lee Kim Gui said: “Little away, you deliver Liu and Coco. I’m sorry.
I knew this was for me to get acquainted with my late father, so I answered.
Liu Tao’s face is redened, and when she left, she opened the door.
I walked in parallel with him, and he walked so slowly that he couldn’t walk for half an hour in five minutes without looking at the way, and almost hit a tree.
I pulled him back, “Are you all right?” I’m sorry.
He looked at me and grabbed his hand, and he stammered. I’m sorry.
Ask him if he’s clear on the way, he says he didn’t, and ask me if I can send him the next time I send cocoa to school.
I’m nodding, I’m not giving a shit.
Why don’t you talk to Ms. Lee?
I sent him to the entrance to the district, and I turned around and figured out how to find someone with Ms. Lee.
Liu Tao stood there for a while again, with his eyes wide open and not stupid.
Coco’s eyes are asleep, his eyes are still staring at him, and he softly asks, “When will you catch him?” Coco really doesn’t want to learn to paint. I’m sorry.
Liu Tao swung her hair and assured her: “I’m working hard. I’m sorry.
As soon as I got home, I saw Mrs. Lee humming Good Day, cleaning the house, with a chicken-haired plow and laughing, “Come back.”
I said, “Come back. I’m sorry.
“How does it feel?”
“Not bad. I’m sorry.
Yeah, they don’t look too smart. Don’t give a shit.
I thought I was going to have a father. Ms. Lee thought she was going to have a son-in-law.
Although our brain waves are completely off the channel, everyone’s happy and fine.
5
Your father’s gone for a while.
I remember that day when I sent them back after the tutorial, when Liu Tao suddenly confessed to me that Coco had duly pulled a rose petal out of his pocket and spilled half-empty in an attempt to create a romantic atmosphere on the night of the moon.
Liu Tao was too nervous to breathe, and I lost my face: “What is the word? You want to be my late father?” I’m sorry.
One stone provoked a thousand waves in front of Liu Tao, and Ms. Lee Jin Gui, who was hiding behind the tree, and Aunt Zhang fell with a full face.
Their fear is too obvious and as dull as I realize it.
The atmosphere was so embarrassing that it was impossible to speak like Auntie Zhang, and finally, together in silence, everyone picked up rose petals and added to the care of the environment.
Later on, Liu Tao and I officially stayed together until we got married, a matter that had been discussed between two parents, a retention item that had to be mentioned at the end of the year.
Hey, Black History, forget it.
The fourth year we met, the third year of love, when I was 28, Liu Tao proposed to me.
I want to say yes, but…
I whispered to him, “You know I’m going to give old age to Ms. Lee? I’m sorry.
Liu Tao knew about our family and noded.
I think he understands old age differently than I do. He doesn’t understand the seriousness of the problem.
I don’t know what to say, but I can’t explain it. I’m gonna have to give Mrs. Lee an old age, find her a little guy with abdominal muscle, and she’ll have a baby again and again. I’m sorry.
After all, I was afraid to look at him, and anyway, I didn’t seem like a good choice.
I did not wait for him to go away angry, but I waited for him to laugh, and the more he laughed, the more he was exaggerating, the more he was shaking, the more he laughed, the more I was angry, the more I was beating him with anger.
What a serious reality!
Don’t laugh! Don’t laugh!
And he finally stopped laughing, and I was in my arms, and I heard a little laugh coming up, “You’re so cute. I’m sorry.
I’m not cute!
And We shall push him away, and he will not let me move, and hold me tightly.
“It’s not a problem. I’m sorry.
I was a little shy, trying to get out and staring at him.
Liu Tao dragged me back, laughing at me, saying, “Don’t worry, I’ll give my mother old age.” I’m sorry.
“Hmm. * I heard my own voice, low and light, still with an undispersed passion *
I thought about it, and I said, “There’s a good-looking guy. I’m sorry.
“Fine, find the handsome. I’m sorry.
“One metre with abs.” I’m sorry.
“Yes! You’ve got abs. You have to be handsome, okay? I’m sorry.
I was like, “Don’t be handsome, be nice to Ms. Lee. I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
He put me in his arms again. I didn’t say no this time.
Ms. Lee is happy to know what we’re getting married, and she’s been singing “Good Days” every morning.
Aunt Cheung next door, Auntie Wang downstairs, Uncle Zhao Everyone who’s helped us, please don’t ask. Just be happy!
But there’s always some nasty guy who picks up your big day and hates you.
You’re the one, Lee!
Six.
When I heard that Ms. Lee Kim Gui had been hit by a car, Liu Tao and I were testing the dress at the wedding dress shop, which was no exaggeration, and I really felt the sky had collapsed.
When we rushed to the hospital, Ms. Lee was wearing a plaster on her legs and was having a laugh with her clinical patient. Hey, it’s no big deal. It’s not worth a trip. I’m sorry.
I looked at the plaster on her leg and the bruises on her hands, and the tears in her eyes would not fall, a fire would rise from the bottom of her heart, and the cannon would scold.
“How old are you, walking without looking at the road? I’m sorry.
“Do you know you’re too old for this? I’m sorry.
“Are you trying to scare me to death? I’m sorry.
Ms. Lee Kim-gui is being told that she wants to disprove:
“Did I make you talk? I’m sorry.
Ms. Lee Kim Gui has no right to rebut it.
I’m going out, and I’m going to say that Ms. Lee King Gui is in love in the end. * And then I fell down the door *
“I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry.
Liu Tao has been busy explaining, “She’s worried about you too. Don’t be mad, I’ll go see her. I’m sorry.
I was alone in the stairwell, holding the stair lift and looking out the window and angry.
“Don’t get mad, Mom, she didn’t mean it.”
Liu Tao can’t say it because he saw me still angry in the upper half and in the lower part of the body, where I was shaking by my own free hand, so I didn’t fall.
I can’t believe I’m done! One.
When I heard the sound, I and Liu Tao looked at each other, they were silent.
Liu Tao was a little smug, and then I looked at him, and I suffocated him.
And in the sight of Our wrath, he covered his eyes in pain: My eyes! Why am I suddenly blind? I’m sorry.
It’s a bad show. It’s a shame.
At least show up without looking at my jokes and come and help me.
I tried to stand up, but I realized I had no strength to stand up, my legs were as soft as noodles, and he was holding me to it.
I murmured: Liu Tao I really thought I was going to lose her. I’m sorry.
He collected his laugh and stood by me patiently: “Away, now that’s okay, you can cry.” I’m sorry.
I knew it was okay now, I could cry and he was too busy rubbing my tears.
Half an hour later, I cried and finally calmed down.
“We need to find out why she’s hurt. I’m sorry.
“I thought Mom said she was careless. I’m sorry.
“I don’t believe it. I’m sorry.
No one knows more about road safety than I do about Ms. Lee.
When I came home, she took me like a little girl on the street, and I ran to the middle of the road, afraid she wouldn’t notice.
I didn’t want to die, and Ms. Lee’s habits had not changed, and every time she crossed the street, she must have seen and listened.
She couldn’t have been in the middle of the road by accident.
“You suspect someone killed her? I’m sorry.
“There’s no need for someone to hurt her, but she must have had something to get emotional about, and she didn’t want me to know about it. I’m sorry.
Most importantly, I have a bad feeling.
Ms. Lee Kim-gui has been unwise and has behaved so well in recent days.
I went into serfdom and sang, and my family got a little better, and I walked a little bit, but I kept my face up, and I vowed that there would be no next time.
I tried to ask her who she met the other day, and she was always sure she was careless and nobody met.
I don’t believe a word, I’ll check it myself.
While she was asleep, I packed her things and found a bag of crushed oatmeal cookies in her handbag. Only a coffee shop in Easttown sold them, my favorite, and she brought them to me every time.
I also turned over a small ticket, which appeared on the ticket two hours before she was hit.
I can’t help but notice that the amount above is less than the price of cookies and more than the amount of two cups of coffee.
Mrs. Lee likes tea. She never likes coffee. She buys cookies for me.
Unless she’s meeting someone there to talk about things.
I just didn’t think the killer would come by himself.
7
I got a text message from Lee on my way to the coffee shop, and I don’t know where he got my contact.
“Way away, for a few years, I miss it. I know you’ve had a hard time, and I’d love to help you. Do you want to see me? * Father Li *
Indeed, this half of the earth was sent out for the hypocrite, Li, who spoke with no dust, so that he spoke in depth.
I was going to get him blacked out, but the time he sent the message was too opportune for me not to link Ms. Lee’s injury to him.
If it’s him, it makes sense.
And I dialed it back with no courtesy, and it was quickly connected, and the sound was made of a share of joy: “Is that you?” Are you ready to take Dad’s call? Dad misses you…”
I interrupted his performance in cold blood: “Do you think I lost my memory?” What kind of father is this? I’m sorry.
Lee has a real thing to do, and he’s doing it, and he’s still doing it: “Dad just missed you, Dad was wrong, and you regretted it as soon as you left the house. I’m sorry.
“I’ve been away ten years, you’ve never called me before today, and now you say you miss me, you regret it, you think I’ll believe it? I’m sorry.
He seemed to be choked by me, and he was not a kind man, and he returned to his toes in three words.
“How can you talk to me? I’m your father! Don’t say a word and run off with your bitch mother. I’m sorry.
I was so angry that I went out of peace, and Lee did not go up to the House for good. He certainly wanted me, so that he would come to me “indignity.”
“Let’s be straight, let’s not say I’m dead. I’m sorry.
He wants to talk about it again, but I don’t want to hear it.
When I hung up the phone, I counted five, five, and the phone was ringing again, and when I reached it, I heard a terrible and terrible scolding from Lee.
“More noises, Black. I’m sorry.
The scolding was stopped, and Lee was breathing in there.
When I was a little impatient, the sound of Lee’s kindness was finally heard again: “I’ll make a deal with you.” I’m sorry.
“What business?” I’m sorry.
“I know that it’s hard for you and your mother to be orphaned and widowed, especially since she’s been hit by a car lately, and your life is even harder.” I’m sorry.
I got the key word “hit by a car” and I crushed the milk tea in my car, and I didn’t notice it.
“I can give you 200,000, enough for you to live, if you give me something.” I’m sorry.
“What is it?”
“Your kidney.”
I squeezed my fist and shivered in anger.
No wonder Ms. Lee was so angry that she wouldn’t tell me what happened. My father wanted to buy me a kidney for $200,000, and for that she was injured.
I feel so happy when I’m angry. It’s bad news. He’s got urine poisoning!
You deserve it!
I did not hang up the phone, but I heard Lee’s promise to give him the benefit of a kidney as long as he was in good company.
I’ve been listening to him for half a day to understand what he’s mistaken about.
Turns out he thought Ms. Lee was a waitress at a restaurant, thought I was an old-age gnaw-and-eater and fantasised that we were living hard in a small house.
Ms. Lee Kim Gui had already transferred the restaurant to my name, and she was no longer the owner of the restaurant, and it was easy for people who did not know to get it wrong, together with her daily help at the restaurant.
As for me, it’s true that I don’t read any more books, mostly on the Internet, and sometimes with a tutor, there’s no real class, and no one’s ever paid for me. It’s true that an old man like him who’s spent his whole life in the agency is an old man who’s not working.
As for the house we live in, it’s the old neighborhood. It looks more beautiful than the one he can’t live in, but it really likes the neighborhood atmosphere, and it keeps moving.
We are indeed orphans and widows, but we are not pathetic.
Also, he is an arrogant person who is probably unable to admit that his ex-wife and daughter, who had failed to fight back, was well after he left.
He will always only listen to what he wants and believe in what he wants to believe.
He knew that he was going to change his kidneys, did not even let his son and Chen Tsing do the tests, and went straight to my kidneys, and the horses kept coming.
He arrogantly believed that this was a charity that we would certainly accept with joy, but did not expect to be closed with Ms. Lee, which is why he intended to speak directly to me.
I heard it all in silence and felt ridiculous.
I’ve been sick for years, and every time I get sick, I hurt myself, and for the first time I want to kill someone with such sincerity.
Shit!
8
I have an idea.
It was said that the most terrible thing was not failure, but the joyful thought that it was going to work, but that it was all empty.
Since he thinks that I am poor, I shall show him, and perform with him a play that repents at a crucial moment for the donation of the kidney, and see him fall apart.
For a hundred days, before Ms. Lee’s health, I was able to finish my play from “never die” to “forced consent.”
I told Liu Tao everything that happened today, including my plans.
“If you think I’m mean, don’t worry about it. I’m sorry.
He’s been jumping like a thunderstorm since he heard Lee’s desire to exchange 200,000 for my kidneys. He’s calming down now, feeling cold behind his back.
His experience over the past two decades had been safe, and had it not been for me, he had never thought that a father could have been so evil, and it was the pain that came after his anger.
He touched my head and finally made up his mind: “I will go with you.” I’m sorry.
“They can do anything. You go alone. I don’t feel comfortable. I’m sorry.
I set the time for a month of attitudinal change, and I even asked the neighborhood to play with me in the street, on the pretext of being afraid of the autumn wind.
The neighborhoods are happy to accept that everyone is a shadow.
Of course, all this has been done without the knowledge of Ms. Lee King Gui, who has been frightened enough to stop worrying about these matters.
It’s a big deal, and Li knows about it.
He called me at increasingly short intervals, and his body went down day by day, soft and soft, and I finally let go.
We’re scheduled to go to the hospital in late autumn for a matching test.
Ten years later, I saw Lee Yoon-soo again, he was thinner, and illness made him look older than his peers, with only one eye, and always with the same evil.
I recognize the man who helped him, Chen Tsing, a woman who got into my mom and dad’s marriage and finally managed to take over like 30 women.
She doesn’t like straight-up domestic violence like Lee. She likes stimuli. She likes to stab me with a sharp object.
I stood there, Liu Tao stood by my side, watching me in silence.
Lee saw me and tried to show me a nice smile, but the business wasn’t so good and the smile was worse than crying.
“Way away…”
I kept my chin high and turned away from him, and pointed to Chen Tsing, saying, “Get down on my knees and slap myself.” I’m sorry.
“Li, don’t go too far!” I’m sorry.
I am not afraid of him, and I will not let him go: “I will not go in if I do not starve.” I’m sorry.
“Don’t fool around! I’m sorry.
“It’s not me who’s desperate. “As soon as I look at my humbled mother, I smile and say, “Is your face important or is it the life of Lee?” I’m sorry.
We have a confrontation at the door, and no one is allowed, and finally Lee is the first to bow down.
He said to her, “Do it.” I’m sorry.
She can’t believe it. Lee didn’t come to see her for good.
“Why should I kneel this little bitch?” I’m sorry.
“I’ll keep it with you!”
“I won’t kneel!”
Chen Tsing tried to resist and Li was slapping her in the face, and I thought it was familiar, like the slap I had to use when I was forced to change my name.
Now they’re watching the play, and they’re getting beat up.
Lee’s friend will always be himself, and I’ll bet she won’t be able to win a divorce with Lee.
She’s been a wife for 20 years, and she can’t stand a day without money.
At the entrance to the hospital in the late autumn, the middle-aged woman kneeled down and slapped herself. It was a strange sight, causing people to look around.
“It’s almost enough. There’s a limit to what you say. I’m sorry.
I smiled without saying anything. I didn’t say anything.
After all, it’s only a week before you know what it’s called.
After the check-up, everyone split up, with Chen Tsing staring at me with a red and red face and angry, hoping to come up and tear me apart.
This week, they’re focused, I’m relaxed.
No matter what happens, I’m not giving him kidneys. I just want to see him die.
He deserves it!
9
A week later.
“No way! She’s my own daughter! How can it not match? I’m sorry.
Lee’s yelling for the good looks like he’s a piss addict, and the whole man’s ass is staring at me.
I’m also responding from the twilight, and I’m out there.
I don’t know if I’m gonna make it. I’ve been worried about them. They’re gonna take my kidney.
Chen Sin was also unbelievably afraid, screaming “You made your hands and feet” to come up and grab my hand, and Liu Tao was there in front of me, watching over me.
She was like a crazy bitch and kept saying, “No way.”
The doctor explained with a good temper that there was a certain chance that the children had kidneys that did not match, but she could not hear them.
Lee sits there in peace and silence and is under low air pressure.
I look out of Liu Tao’s head and give a new thought in due course: “No daughter, no son. I’m sorry.
Lee’s eyes were shining light, staring at Chen, saying, “Yes, there are sons, there are still children, there are still children.” I’m sorry.
“No way! She reacted unexpectedly, and Lee advised for half a day for good and hypocrisy, and she refused.
“Did I have been too kind to you lately?” Makes you feel entitled to bargain with me? I’m sorry.
Lee, with his face down, telephoned his son, Moe, in front of her: “Moe, come to Chen City immediately to match the kidneys.” I’m sorry.
The son of his incompetent son did not know what to say there, and Li’s good-doing spirit became darker and he laughed twice: “You will not get a penny from me if you don’t do it, and I will not leave it to you, even if I don’t give it all, so take your weight.” I’m sorry.
I heard the scolding on the starter.
Chen Zing suddenly went up and screamed that her son should stay away.
“Why do you keep Shige away from matching?” Didn’t he have another kidney? I’m sorry.
She was afraid to reply, but she repeated “can’t.”
And suddenly I realized what it was, and made up the sword in a cold state: “Maybe it was because you were not the one who belonged to him. I do not know what kind of blood he was.” I’m sorry.
Lee’s eyes are even more dangerous.
Chen Zing looked up in the eye and was going to come and hit me and say I was slandered and killed by Liu Tao.
I laughed at her and at her, “Didn’t I know when I was a match and made a paternity test?” I’m sorry.
Lee’s got a point. Chen’s angry.
They got in a fight, but nobody cares about me being identified as a different kidney.
Liu Tao and I went back and did not want to get involved in their affairs. They went out of their way, and just walked out of the door, and they heard a loud sound, like a cup falling on a wall.
What does it matter if we look at each other and shrug our shoulders?
It’s early, and Ms. Lee is waiting for our cupcakes, and we don’t want to waste time on them.
10
Another month ago, some gossip, even if you don’t want to hear it.
It is truly a shame that Lee is not a father and a son, and that Lee has been wearing a green hat for good for 24 years.
It’s funny that they’re not real fathers and sons, but they’re a match.
It has been reported that the interests of the three people are now unevenly distributed and that they are indistinguishable and are fighting in the hospital.
The only thing that’s not good enough is that Ms. Lee Kim Gui knows where and I did the matching test, and we can’t bear the anger of Ms. Lee King Gui, both standing in the corner and forced to think.
She saw us flirting with each other, and the angry Ms. Lee Kim Gui gave her a concussion.
Liu Tao and I continued to think of each other with red marks on their foreheads, and their hearts were loose and, in any event, it had nothing to do with us.
It took Lee ten years to put me to hell, and Ms. Lee Kim Gui took another ten years to take me out of the shadows.
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
