Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 60 Tracy [Extra] Wonderland without Alice (2)

I don't know how long I slept, anyway, as soon as I woke up, I felt that my throat was extremely sore.

There is always a feeling that something is stuck in it.

And his father.

fall sick.

He hugged me in the rain and sent me back. His meeting was not finished, and he rushed to the school to pick me up after receiving a call from my mother.

He lay on the bed with a pale face, and coughed a few times from time to time, which made me feel guilty.

If not for me.

Father won't fall ill.

I lowered my eyes, and the emotion of self-blame welled up in my heart.

When my father fell ill.

Mother is not there.

She's still in the circus.

I didn't go home for several days.

Didn't even my father care about it?

I suddenly wondered whether the love between my father and my mother existed. Perhaps, I was just a victim between them?

I dare not imagine, I feel that my thoughts are very dangerous, and they are disintegrating my beautiful interpretation of the world.

The mother finally came back, she looked like a dusty woman, and she didn't really want to stay at home for a long time.

My father's wind and cold did not heal completely, he tried to ask my mother to stay with me for a while.

But my mother never even gave me a look.

She just said.

"Set me free, otherwise, you are killing me."

The little me hugged the robot and looked at my mother at a loss, that face that gradually became unfamiliar.

I feel chilled.

When my father wanted to say something, my mother picked up the machine made by my father and threw it on the ground.

"Don't push me."

Mother's words are full of indifference and alienation.

It was a machine made by her father, how could she smash it on the ground, she obviously had never done anything for this family, how could she trample on her father's things like this.

"You are not my mother."

When I was young, I yelled angrily, and my mother turned her back to me, and my body shook when I heard these words.

But she didn't respond to me, and immediately bypassed my father and left the house.

It's not the first time, and it won't be the last time, but this is the time I think she went too far.

However, I never thought that there would be another bad breakup like a nightmare.

My father was obviously taken aback when he heard what I said, and hurried to me, then squatted down.

Then take me in your arms.

"Xiao Te, she is your mother."

The vicissitudes in his tone made me want to cry.

Obviously she did something wrong, so why should my father explain it to me.

"She is not my mother, my mother is not like this, she is not worthy to be my mother, my mother will always be with me."

"I can show off to other friends that I have the best mother in the world, and I won't be called a poor person with talent but no mother's love."

"I can give her my well-made pocket watch, and she will smile and kiss me on the cheek, hug me and say I did a great job."

"I can tell her many, many interesting things that happened in my school, and she will listen to me with a smile on her face, and ask me how I am at school from time to time."

"She will pick me up on a rainy day, and she won't let me wait until my legs are paralyzed and frozen by the cold winter wind. She won't let me feel confused and hopeless, and won't let me feel the feeling that no one cares."

"She would be there every time I performed at school and cheer me on."

"It doesn't make me feel like I'm a child without a mother."

As soon as I had a sore nose, the accumulated grievances burst out all at once.

"She's not my mother."

At this moment, I whimpered like a wounded little animal, thorns have been piercing my body since I can remember.

As I grew up, it became more and more painful.

My father was silent, just patted my back lightly, and my tears kept gushing out like water breaking a bank.

I wailed in his arms.

I am a child without motherly love.

That's what the kids said.

I'm a child my mother didn't want.

That's what the kids said.

I was tired from crying and crying, from loud crying to small sobbing.

I felt that my legs and hands were numb from crying, my feet were a little unsteady, my words were incomplete, and my whole body was trembling.

Dad picked me up and put me on a chair.

"I'll have a good talk with your mother. We Xiaote are not children without mother's love."

"Our little Te is the happiest child in the world."

"A child blessed by the gods."

said the father, with a gentle smile on his face.

I wanted to respond to his words, but found I couldn't.

I've been crying so hard that I can't move.

My father may have noticed my abnormality. My fingers were constantly bending inward. My father stretched out his rough hands from repairing and manufacturing machinery to help me straighten my bent fingers, and said softly: "It's okay, little one." Te, it's all right."

"Small is very sad."

"Father will always be by your side."

I resisted the desire to cry again.

"Yeah." I responded to my father's words with a crying voice.

"Xiao Te, don't cry so sad in the future."

"Xiao Te's eyes are very beautiful, not suitable for crying."

　Just went to Baidu for a while.

　　It turned out that I was really suffering from mental illness.

　　Learn about hyperventilation syndrome.

　　Fortunately, I have been alive since I was a child 23333
　　(And I'm recovering now, not alive and well.)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)