The smell of alcohol permeates the whole house.
My mother was drinking too much, and her whole body fell on me. I helped her to the bedroom, put the cake that my mother bought for me aside, and gently placed her on the bed.
My mother closed her eyes and lay quietly on the bed. She smelled of alcohol, but her face was pale for no reason. Her hair was spreading on the bed in a mess. Compared with the holy white and the extreme black, she was a little desolate.
If it were in the past, I would definitely take the opportunity to take advantage of it. Maybe it was because of alcohol. Now I don’t have these ideas and I feel so sleepy that I want to sleep.
I returned to the living room with the birthday cake my mother bought for me.
The cake is sweet, but it feels a little bit bad.
After taking a few bites, I felt it was meaningless. In addition, what happened today made me feel a little exhausted, so I fell head-on on the sofa.
The scene that made me confused and helpless appeared again.
I could feel my heart being tightly grabbed by a pair of big hands.
It was like drowning until it could not breathe.
……
Why are you asleep on the sofa again?Are you really not afraid of colds?
My mother woke up at some point, changed into pajamas and stood beside the sofa. Most of the drunkenness on her face dissipated, a little angry and a little complained.
I woke up from the dream and my mind was a little dazed. My mother was right in front of me. The scene just now was just a dream, but it was okay.
All eighteen years old are not aware of taking care of themselves.My mother glanced at the cake that I had eaten for two bites, and went to pick up a cup of warm water and put it on the coffee table in front of me. She said unhappily:
You are really lawless after the college entrance examination. You are really lawless. You don’t know how to care about your body if you smell the smell of wine.
I took a sip of hot water with my blank brain, turned my thoughts and said without saying anything:
You obviously drink more than me.
Based on my years of experience, I will definitely get caught in the head at this time. Just as I was holding my head and preparing for the beating, my mother was slow to move.
I held my head and glanced at my mother, and I seemed to see a trace of dimness flashing through her eyes.
I blinked and felt a heavy blow on my head when I opened it.
Do you still dare to talk back?My mother's eyes widened and looked at me unhappily. I rubbed my head, and itchy pain, and it was a little comfortable.
Do I really have a tendency to be masochistic?
Mom, I am already an adult. Can you stop beating me? At least you can save some face for me.I said with a smile on my face, my mother rolled her eyes at me, her mouth slightly bent, and she said slightly sarcastically:
You are so shameless and still need me to save face for you?
My mother sat on the sofa and looked at me and said softly:
Today is your 18th birthday, and it is your coming-of-age ceremony. After tonight, you will be an adult with physiological and legal significance.
I said truthfully: Mom, is there any difference?I don't feel anything at all.
There is a difference.My mother gently lifted her eyelids, looked at me with a complicated expression, and said:
From today on, you will be responsible for every thing you do and every choice you do. You will no longer be as willful as before. If you did something wrong in the past, your mother will beat you at most, but now if you make a mistake, your mother will not be able to beat you even if you want to.
I don't understand what my mother means, but it always sounds like a sadness.
I don't like this feeling, and I smiled and said:
Who said, Mom, if you want to hit me, just make a sound, and you can play with me professionally, and you can be on call!
Mom raised her eyebrows and smiled, lit my forehead, looked up at the time, and a touch of sadness fell between her eyebrows.
I followed and looked at the clock on the wall, at two o'clock in the morning.
Mom, what's wrong?
Mom shook her head, took out the candle from the cake box, and inserted it in turn along the edge of the cake.
It's just that there is a corner missing, it's not perfect.
Eighteen years ago, you were only one child so long.My mother lined up her hands and compared the size. She looked at me and sighed: I am so big in the blink of an eye!
It’s not very big, maybe it’s because I’ve grown up with calcium deficiency since I was a child.
I joked, and my mother smiled happily, pulling me to compare her height.
My mother is half a head shorter than me.
I suddenly realized that I was no longer a child.
Mom looked up at my head and sighed: It turns out that it has been eighteen years!
The quiet face and the clear eyes of glass are all in sight.
I said excitedly: Mom, we have lived together for eighteen years!
Yes.
So for me, I lived with my mom all my life.
My mother looked towards the window, and her deep eyes were filled with sorrow, like a faint blooming white celium, friendly and alienated.
My mother smiled bitterly, and did not respond to my affectionate words. She signaled me to sit down, turn off the light, and light the candle.
Eighteen candles flashed in the dark, and two shadows swayed in the living room.
make a wish.
I put my hands together and said sincerely: I hope my mother will live for a long time and stay young forever.
The blue smoke on the flames seemed to be shackles and imprisoned the corner of my mother's raised mouth. It was reflected in the red, and it was hard to tell whether it was joy or sadness.
Mom said: If you say your wishes will not work.
I said stubbornly: It will definitely come true!Mom, haven’t you said that if I get well in the exam, will you satisfy my birthday wish?The score has come down, 571 points, it’s still pretty good at the exam, hehe...
My mother was stunned, and her praise flashed across the corners of her eyes and rubbed my head.
Then mom might have to break her promise.
For some reason, my heart began to hurt slightly.
Why?I said in a crying voice.
My mother tried to raise her thin lips and smiled, and then disappeared into my eyes like the wind.
My mother joked: The eighteen years since you were born, I have been so annoyed by me. I don’t want to be annoyed for another sixty years.
I held my mother's hand and said: How can I be bothered by my mother for only eighteen years? I want to be bothered by my mother for the rest of my life.
If your future wife hears this, I will not become a sinner who will cause family conflicts.
Then I won’t get married!
Don't marry a wife?Are you planning to be a bachelor for the rest of your life?
This is not impossible.
Mom snorted coldly:
Your Fang family is the only one who is the only one. If your father hears you say these nonsense, he will be pissed to death.
Mom, although my surname is Fang, I think I am the son of Wanjia.
Mom scolded: Nonsense!
I said with joy: Nothing is nonsense, look at Ah, isn’t my surname Wan just because I’m a little bit short of my life?No, there should be a little more.
I waved my fingers and gestured in front of her. My mother was stunned for a moment, then she burst into laughter and even burst into tears.
Since that night, I have never seen such a happy smile on my mother's face again. At this time, I was very happy and laughed with my mother.
My mother was drinking too much, and her whole body fell on me. I helped her to the bedroom, put the cake that my mother bought for me aside, and gently placed her on the bed.
My mother closed her eyes and lay quietly on the bed. She smelled of alcohol, but her face was pale for no reason. Her hair was spreading on the bed in a mess. Compared with the holy white and the extreme black, she was a little desolate.
If it were in the past, I would definitely take the opportunity to take advantage of it. Maybe it was because of alcohol. Now I don’t have these ideas and I feel so sleepy that I want to sleep.
I returned to the living room with the birthday cake my mother bought for me.
The cake is sweet, but it feels a little bit bad.
After taking a few bites, I felt it was meaningless. In addition, what happened today made me feel a little exhausted, so I fell head-on on the sofa.
The scene that made me confused and helpless appeared again.
I could feel my heart being tightly grabbed by a pair of big hands.
It was like drowning until it could not breathe.
……
Why are you asleep on the sofa again?Are you really not afraid of colds?
My mother woke up at some point, changed into pajamas and stood beside the sofa. Most of the drunkenness on her face dissipated, a little angry and a little complained.
I woke up from the dream and my mind was a little dazed. My mother was right in front of me. The scene just now was just a dream, but it was okay.
All eighteen years old are not aware of taking care of themselves.My mother glanced at the cake that I had eaten for two bites, and went to pick up a cup of warm water and put it on the coffee table in front of me. She said unhappily:
You are really lawless after the college entrance examination. You are really lawless. You don’t know how to care about your body if you smell the smell of wine.
I took a sip of hot water with my blank brain, turned my thoughts and said without saying anything:
You obviously drink more than me.
Based on my years of experience, I will definitely get caught in the head at this time. Just as I was holding my head and preparing for the beating, my mother was slow to move.
I held my head and glanced at my mother, and I seemed to see a trace of dimness flashing through her eyes.
I blinked and felt a heavy blow on my head when I opened it.
Do you still dare to talk back?My mother's eyes widened and looked at me unhappily. I rubbed my head, and itchy pain, and it was a little comfortable.
Do I really have a tendency to be masochistic?
Mom, I am already an adult. Can you stop beating me? At least you can save some face for me.I said with a smile on my face, my mother rolled her eyes at me, her mouth slightly bent, and she said slightly sarcastically:
You are so shameless and still need me to save face for you?
My mother sat on the sofa and looked at me and said softly:
Today is your 18th birthday, and it is your coming-of-age ceremony. After tonight, you will be an adult with physiological and legal significance.
I said truthfully: Mom, is there any difference?I don't feel anything at all.
There is a difference.My mother gently lifted her eyelids, looked at me with a complicated expression, and said:
From today on, you will be responsible for every thing you do and every choice you do. You will no longer be as willful as before. If you did something wrong in the past, your mother will beat you at most, but now if you make a mistake, your mother will not be able to beat you even if you want to.
I don't understand what my mother means, but it always sounds like a sadness.
I don't like this feeling, and I smiled and said:
Who said, Mom, if you want to hit me, just make a sound, and you can play with me professionally, and you can be on call!
Mom raised her eyebrows and smiled, lit my forehead, looked up at the time, and a touch of sadness fell between her eyebrows.
I followed and looked at the clock on the wall, at two o'clock in the morning.
Mom, what's wrong?
Mom shook her head, took out the candle from the cake box, and inserted it in turn along the edge of the cake.
It's just that there is a corner missing, it's not perfect.
Eighteen years ago, you were only one child so long.My mother lined up her hands and compared the size. She looked at me and sighed: I am so big in the blink of an eye!
It’s not very big, maybe it’s because I’ve grown up with calcium deficiency since I was a child.
I joked, and my mother smiled happily, pulling me to compare her height.
My mother is half a head shorter than me.
I suddenly realized that I was no longer a child.
Mom looked up at my head and sighed: It turns out that it has been eighteen years!
The quiet face and the clear eyes of glass are all in sight.
I said excitedly: Mom, we have lived together for eighteen years!
Yes.
So for me, I lived with my mom all my life.
My mother looked towards the window, and her deep eyes were filled with sorrow, like a faint blooming white celium, friendly and alienated.
My mother smiled bitterly, and did not respond to my affectionate words. She signaled me to sit down, turn off the light, and light the candle.
Eighteen candles flashed in the dark, and two shadows swayed in the living room.
make a wish.
I put my hands together and said sincerely: I hope my mother will live for a long time and stay young forever.
The blue smoke on the flames seemed to be shackles and imprisoned the corner of my mother's raised mouth. It was reflected in the red, and it was hard to tell whether it was joy or sadness.
Mom said: If you say your wishes will not work.
I said stubbornly: It will definitely come true!Mom, haven’t you said that if I get well in the exam, will you satisfy my birthday wish?The score has come down, 571 points, it’s still pretty good at the exam, hehe...
My mother was stunned, and her praise flashed across the corners of her eyes and rubbed my head.
Then mom might have to break her promise.
For some reason, my heart began to hurt slightly.
Why?I said in a crying voice.
My mother tried to raise her thin lips and smiled, and then disappeared into my eyes like the wind.
My mother joked: The eighteen years since you were born, I have been so annoyed by me. I don’t want to be annoyed for another sixty years.
I held my mother's hand and said: How can I be bothered by my mother for only eighteen years? I want to be bothered by my mother for the rest of my life.
If your future wife hears this, I will not become a sinner who will cause family conflicts.
Then I won’t get married!
Don't marry a wife?Are you planning to be a bachelor for the rest of your life?
This is not impossible.
Mom snorted coldly:
Your Fang family is the only one who is the only one. If your father hears you say these nonsense, he will be pissed to death.
Mom, although my surname is Fang, I think I am the son of Wanjia.
Mom scolded: Nonsense!
I said with joy: Nothing is nonsense, look at Ah, isn’t my surname Wan just because I’m a little bit short of my life?No, there should be a little more.
I waved my fingers and gestured in front of her. My mother was stunned for a moment, then she burst into laughter and even burst into tears.
Since that night, I have never seen such a happy smile on my mother's face again. At this time, I was very happy and laughed with my mother.
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