Late at night, please give me half a cigarette

Chapter 109 Unspeakable Bitterness and Hate

I originally thought that my life in the future would be as ordinary as the previous two years, without any big storms, and then I would be like this, and then I would grow up like this, studying, entering a higher school, and looking for a job.

But God seems to dislike me being so idle, and always stirs up some turmoil in my peaceful life, but I didn't notice it at the time.

The police took me to do DNA, and then asked me to go back and wait for news, saying that if the comparison was successful, they would notify me.

Then I asked stupidly, if the comparison is unsuccessful, will you still notify me?

The policeman laughed at that time and said to inform.No matter what the result is, I will let you know.

Back at the orphanage, all the sisters in the dormitory gathered around, chirping and saying that you know your real mother, that’s great, you will have a family in the future, and you won’t be an orphan anymore!
I looked at them blinking their eyes excitedly and enviously, but I couldn't laugh.

I was never an orphan from the beginning!
If it wasn't for my own mother who sold me to human traffickers, how could I be reduced to where I am today?Living with relatives, even eating chaff is happiness!
I admit that after so many years, I still hold a grudge against my own mother. I can't say how much I hate her, but I won't forgive her so easily.

The sisters in the same dormitory are still sighing and envious, saying that I am lucky to have such a handsome and rich boyfriend, and now I have found my own mother. How can I get all this blessing by myself? God is not fair.

I kept silent and said nothing.

I'm lucky?I am lucky?I chuckled inwardly.

Because I was anxiously waiting for the results of the DNA comparison, and I was afraid that I would not be there when the results came out, so I didn't go to the library to help out these days.

The teacher in the library called me when he was bored, saying that the boy came every day, and when he came, he would subconsciously look here, and when he found you were not there, he would be very disappointed.

I found that the library teacher was more concerned about this matter than I was, so I said that I have something to do these days, and I might not be able to get through it.

Finally, when I leaned on the window and saw the two policemen walking into the gate of the orphanage, I couldn't wait to rush out of the dormitory and went straight to the dean's office.

Meet them at the office door and ask: "Is the result out? How is the result? Was the comparison successful?"

Seeing my anxious appearance, the policeman smiled and said to me: "Don't worry, the result is out, and the comparison is successful! We have to talk to the dean about the specific matters, and then we have to go through the relevant procedures. I will take you to meet your biological mother..."

I couldn't listen to what the police said later. I felt like I was in a trance. I didn't know whether I should be happy or what I should do.

I have also experienced it before. If the comparison is successful, what kind of mentality should I face, but it is one thing to think about it, but it is another thing when I actually face it.

My brain seems to have wandered outside, and I mechanically followed them into the dean's office, and then I couldn't hear what they were talking about. I just realized that after nine years, I could finally see my real mother.

After talking with the new dean, the police said they would take me there first, and after the mother and daughter recognized each other, they would go through the relevant procedures one after another.

Sitting in the police car, I kept silent, I couldn't tell what kind of mood I was in, the family affection that hadn't died out was stirring in my body.

The police said that they had already greeted my mother in advance, and she should be waiting at home now.

The police said that after nine years, your mother and daughter can be reunited, and I am happy for you.

The police car drove all the way, and finally drove into a shantytown, where there are continuous squares, and the shelves are very low, as if you can touch the roof with your hands.

Sitting in the police car, I saw a middle-aged woman standing in front of a one-story house from a distance, dressed very plainly, her face was tanned, and she was looking anxiously in our direction.

is that my mother

My heart skipped a beat.

In my subconscious, I seem to remember that my mother is a very beautiful woman, she has a pair of beautiful hands, I especially like to hold her hand and walk around...

When I came back to my senses, I was already standing in front of my own mother.

She stood in front of me like that, her face was full of tears, her expression was complicated, she covered her mouth with rough hands and couldn't say anything, she just kept crying.

"Dandan...it's my mother who's sorry for you...Dandan...I'm my mother..." My mother cried and walked towards me step by step, reaching out her hands to hug me.

All of this seemed unreal, so illusory that I felt that I might be dreaming.

I pinched my thigh secretly, proving through the pain that everything in front of me was real, but when I saw my mother standing in front of me crying and saying sorry to me, I realized that my hatred came from It has never been eliminated.

I stood where I was, and didn't hug her. I just looked at her coldly, and at the dilapidated house behind her!Could it be that she sold me cruelly back then, and the money she got in exchange was for this kind of life?
"Dandan..." My mother saw that I looked at her coldly, so she stopped approaching me and looked at me sadly. She should know why I looked at her like this, but She can't say, she dare not say in front of so many people that I was not abducted by human traffickers, she dare not say in front of so many people that I was sold to traffickers by her own hands!
"I'm not Dandan, I'm He Qiu." I still stood where I was, looking at her with hatred in my eyes. I don't know what I'm thinking at this time, I just know that I really want to take revenge on her now , I want to use such cold and stinging words to stimulate her, I want to make her feel guilty, otherwise I will be sorry for all the years of eating, crying and hurting.

When my mother heard me say that, she was taken aback for a moment, and then she began to cry bitterly, saying that she was sorry for me, everything was her fault, and she didn't want to do this...

It sounded to me like she was confessing to me, she was apologizing for the fact that she sold me to traffickers.

But to others, she was just apologizing for not taking good care of me back then, so I was taken away by traffickers.

The difference between the two is huge.

"He Qiu, how can you talk to your mother like that." The dean looked concerned about me, stood beside me, and persuaded him earnestly: "Although the living conditions given to you by the orphanage are much better than here. , but this is your home after all, you can't just because your biological mother has no money and is poor, you have such an attitude! I have seen a lot of children like you, and I don't know what to think. Parents' family is a powerful and rich family..."

"Dean!"

Before the dean finished speaking, I interrupted her coldly, then looked back at her, and said disdainfully: "Do you think everyone is as snobbish as you?"

When the new dean heard what I said, the expression on his face was uglier than eating shit.

I glanced at her coldly, then turned around, and bowed deeply to the two policemen, "Thank you uncle policemen for helping me find my home! Thank you all..."

A policeman stepped forward, patted me on the shoulder and said, "He Qiu, don't blame your mother, and don't hate your mother, after all, she doesn't want to lose you. You fell from your mother. If you lose the meat, your mother will feel more uncomfortable than anyone else."

(End of this chapter)