I rarely see my father cry.
It seems that I have never seen him shed a tear since he was a child.
He always carries a handful of farm equipment and smokes while walking towards the fields.
After the sun goes down, he smokes and walks home under the setting sun.
Walk.
His forehead has been full of wrinkles for some time.
I always thought he would never grow old, because he has always been majestic in my heart.
But now I realize that my father, who is as calm as a mountain, is already old.
He didn't cry at this time, but occasionally wiped the corners of his eyes and patted his mother on the back.
My mother's eyes were already swollen from crying.
She was lying in my father's arms, her shoulders shrugged, and she didn't look up when anyone came.
She just looked at and rubbed my old photos.
"Dad, Mom" I called them both silently, tears streaming uncontrollably.
Xu Qiaosen went over to them and bowed deeply and solemnly, comforting him and saying: "The deceased has passed away, and the living express their condolences.
If Chen Qing is still here, he definitely doesn't want to see you."
The second elder is like this."
After he finished speaking, he pushed me and left.
He didn't even let me say a word to my parents.
He didn't even give me time to say goodbye.
He just pushed me away.
He said, give me two hours, and after he pushed me out, it was exactly two hours.
Then, I was put on the plane again and flew away.
I was back in that castle-like prison, where I was served, ate, drank and defecated every day.
I was like a white bug lying on the bed unable to move.
At first I could shed tears, but later I couldn’t even shed any tears. .
On this day, Xu Qiaosen was sitting on the sofa as usual, and a doctor was checking me next to him.
At this time every day, Xu Qiaosen would come over and wait for the doctor to finish the examination before leaving.
I know what he's waiting for, he's waiting for me to beg him So, when I saw the scratched face in the mirror, I begged him, kneeling on the ground and begging him.
My skin is very white.
It used to be very white.
Then I developed spots after I gave birth to a child.
But it is still very white.
People say that one white skin covers all ugliness.
So even if I gained serious weight later, I would still look a bit rich. and cute.
Now I touch my face, and the uneven feeling is more terrifying than what I see in the mirror.
The doctor said that it was scratched by a stone.
The wound is too deep and it is infected by bacteria.
Unless a skin grafting operation is performed, Otherwise it cannot be recovered.
I shouldn't care about my appearance.
I'm a dead person now, so what's the point of being beautiful and ugly?
But there is a voice in my heart that keeps telling me: Please beg him, beg him, beg him.
So, I begged him, I said: "Xu Qiaosen, please help me."
He ignored me, didn't even raise his eyelids, so I knelt down.
I knelt in front of him and said: "Xu Qiaosen, please help me, please help me."
"You have thought it through."
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Xu Qiaosen pinched my chin and seduced me with his eyes: "This is a devil's place.
Are you sure you want to be with the devil?"
Is it a place for the devil?
I feel desolate in my heart.
I am also a devil now.
The violent factor in me is screaming, and it seems that if I don't vent it out, I will explode.
"Think clearly, please help me."
This picture is very beautiful, he is sitting, I am kneeling, he holds my chin, I look up at him, there is something in his eyes that I cannot see clearly, but it attracts me deeply: