falling angel

Chapter 5

I don't think I can forgive my father's betrayal.Betrayal, on the second day after his younger brother was born—the day before he and that woman were lingering in bed, the doctor also solemnly told him that his mother had a tumor in her body.That tumor could kill Mom.The filthy scene kept replaying in my head - I don't think they noticed my peeping because I was sitting in front of the garage door in the garden and Dad didn't chase me out.I think I have to meet my mother, she doesn't know that I was lost overnight, let alone my father, lost his soul.

I groped into the kitchen from the back of the garden and called the driver of my family. I asked him to park the car at the intersection of Xishui Road instead of at the door of our house—because I didn’t want more people to know about my father’s smuggling.At that moment, I felt that I suddenly grew up a lot, and from that moment on, the dream about the prince and princess was shattered.

When I saw my mother in the hospital, she was on a drip while falling asleep.A sleeping mother is beautiful, just like the Sleeping Beauty in the story.I sighed softly, and gently held my mother's hand, I felt sorry for my mother in my heart: Mom, do you know?Although you are still beautiful like a princess, your prince will never give you a kiss of love again, let you wake up from your dream, and live a happy life with you.

Thinking of this, I suddenly cried.My crying woke up my sleeping mother.My mother opened her eyes and saw me with blurred eyes. She raised her left hand to wipe away my tears. Her eyes were so kind and peaceful. I suddenly didn’t want to tell her what I saw, because deep down in my heart, I don't want to spoil my mother's happiness.So when my mother asked me why I haven't seen me since yesterday and where I went, I actually ignored my experience of getting lost and meeting an angel.I told my mom:

"I went to the family lounge of the hospital to be with the children there." When my mother smiled and nodded, my heart was stabbed again—although compared with my father's betrayal, they felt that I was missing for one night. Negligence is not a big deal, but I still feel bad.

Mom said: Yaoyao, Mom knows that Mom has neglected you.Mom promises you that when your younger brother is full moon, mom will make it up to you.Yaoyao should be good.Listening to my mother's words, tears flowed out involuntarily.I believe everything my mother said is true, but my mother doesn't know what will happen in her fate.There is at least one mother who loves me in my world, and the world my mother lives on has completely collapsed.All of this was brought about by the witch I called Grandma.And dad, grandma put a spell on dad, so my dad turned into a demon too.


When I saw my father again, I began to avoid unconsciously.I can't forget his ugly look.He sat beside his mother's bed, feeding his mother the chicken soup made by the nanny Hongmei. He hugged his younger brother, kissed his little face, and asked his mother how he felt today.I watched everything he did and I just felt sick.Why can Dad do this as if nothing had happened?I stared intently at this man whom I called Dad, who was once the most perfect man in my world. I wanted to see through him, through his heart that was cursed by grandma.When my father turned around by chance, he saw my hateful eyes. He thought I still hated him because of my brother, so he came over to touch my face and asked me if I wanted to go to KFC.My reaction made my mother, my father, including myself jump, I dodged my father's hand like an electric shock, and I used a distorted voice, almost screaming, and said to my father: "Don't go! Don't go! ! I hate KFC."

My younger brother cried from my screams, while my mother, looked at me in confusion.Dad, his hand stopped in mid-air, doubts and sadness flashed in his eyes, and finally condensed into anger: "Yaoyao, you are too shameless!"

Like a wounded hedgehog, I slammed the door of the ward and ran to the roof of the hospital in one breath, crying loudly with the cold wind blowing.I swear I will punish my grandma and dad no matter the cost.And at that time, I was only seven years old.


Half a month later, my mother's health improved and she was examined by the hospital.The doctor said that the tumor was malignant, but it was still relatively early, as long as the uterus was removed, everything would be fine.On the day of the operation, my mother was very excited. She lay on her father's shoulder and kept crying.I still hid in the corner without saying a word, looking at my father with disdain and hatred—he had no reason not to know the consequences of my mother's giving birth to a younger brother, but he, together with the person I called grandma, forced My mother gave birth to my younger brother.


I started out as a calm kid.Calm down to the chilling kind.Several times, I couldn't help myself, and ran to my father's bedside in the middle of the night, looking at him with suspicious and disgusting eyes.How full his brow was, how thick and black his hair was, how straight and handsome his nose was, and how firm and strong his lips were.His arms and chest used to be my warm support for six years, but now, there is a devil's heart beating inside his chest.I used to assume that I had an invincible knife in my hand. Holding this knife, I cut open Dad's chest and took out the black heart that had been corrupted by the devil.I put his heart in the purest water and kept washing it until it returned to its bright red color.So, just as I was drawing on my father's chest with my hand, my father woke up.He was frightened, and he looked at me exactly like a monster.He woke up his mother, he said, look at your daughter!what is she doing
I knew that at that moment I must be extremely weird.In my father's panic, I raised my face and gave him a calm and slightly contemptuous smile. That smile hung on the face of a seven-year-old child, which made people panic.From that moment on, I have become a fairy in my father's eyes.I told my mother: "Don't be afraid of mother, I love you." Then I took a deep look at my father, leaving him with a back.

He kept staring at me like that, and I kept a reserved pace until I got back to my room.did not cry.Really didn't cry.


Everything I did was to make Dad sad.All I did was to get him punished.During the two years from the age of seven to nine, I cultivated into a child who committed all kinds of evil.I set off firecrackers in the piano teacher's piano box, I put toads in the dance teacher's purse, I often skipped classes, got into fights, and often broke all the teachers.I got an impeccable nickname, "little demon" - it's just a homophony of my name, how perfect.

Dad started to appear in my school frequently, apologizing to different teachers. Until later, I changed schools frequently, until I went to all the elementary schools in Mocheng.

On his ninth birthday, my brother was taken to Canada by his grandmother.This incident didn't affect me too much.Although later, I don't hate my brother so much, but I can't say I like it.And grandma, she's just here to take what she's been meaning to take for a long time.I threw the red dress she brought back from Canada in the attic - red is my worst color.I was wearing the white dress my mother gave me, looking at myself in the mirror, looking at my fox-like eyes with curled eyelashes, it was so beautiful.

Surprisingly, Dad didn't lose his temper with me that day.He bought me a big cake and said to me: Yaoyao, please make a wish!

I glanced at him, and finally I told him: "I want you to return me a complete and happy home, can you fulfill this wish?" After saying this, I looked up like a proud princess and returned to my home. In the room, I could feel my father's arrow-like gaze stabbing my back.

After that night, Dad decided to transfer me again.The name of that school is widely circulated among the rich and powerful of the country, to whom its elusive educational achievements are nothing short of myth.According to them, no matter how naughty a child is, he can change his mind there.The name of that mythical school is Nursery.

(End of this chapter)