Chapter 6

I took out my cell phone and saw that it was my mother.

I have thought of thousands of possibilities, but I never thought of her. Looking at the time of display, more than half an hour has passed.

who?

Huang Shuangshuang looked at me and asked in a low voice.

My mom I'll go back to her quickly.

Teacher Luo outside heard the phone ringing sound in the toilet, stepped on his high heels and left quickly.

All this happened so suddenly that my heart beat faster and slower, and my heart rate has been affected.

It was originally inconvenient to answer the phone, but now Teacher Luo has left, so he has no such concern.

I swallowed my throat and pointed my fingers on the switch button.

...The other end of the phone was very silent, but it made me feel like I was falling into an ice cellar.

Mom, I'll speak first.

Where are you now?My mother's tone was very indifferent, and she seemed to be in a bad mood.

I felt a little weak when I heard her tone, because I didn’t know what cards she was playing in her heart. After thinking about it, I still said: In the school toilet... Uh... I feel a little uncomfortable with my stomach.

... Mom didn't answer.

The atmosphere fell into a brief and depressing state.

My fingers kept pinching the corners of my clothes, and cold sweat seemed to seep out on both sides of my forehead.

On the other end of the phone, my mother reacted and breathed a long breath before saying: Go home, there are some things to talk about, and then the phone was hung up.

I slowly put down my phone, not knowing how to deal with myself.

Seeing that my mental state was a little wrong, Huang Shuangshuang hurriedly said: What did your mother tell you?

I encouraged and smiled: She asked me to go back early... Huang Shuangshuang bent down, took out a pack of napkins from her pocket, gave me some, and started to pack up.

It took another little time to send Huang Shuangshuang into the car, and I finally got home.

Looking at the villa in front of me, I was becoming more and more afraid of the house, but I still walked in without gritting my teeth.

As soon as I came in, I saw my mother sitting on the first floor, sitting on the sofa in the living room, as if she had some sense, so she turned her face and looked over.

My eyes looked at her, and the fear in my heart made me want to turn around and leave.

However... the remaining reason still made me move and meet me, although my legs were very stiff.

Mom...what's the matter?I smiled stiffly, and I felt that the expression on my face was not very good.

Mom pointed to the opposite position, and the meaning was self-evident.

This sense of formality makes me feel that I am not going home for training, but attending meetings in the company.

When I arrived opposite my mother, I sat down carefully and cautiously. My butt was hard and not sat firmly, but instead sat in a false sense. My butt was half close to each other, but my knees were bitter and my soreness was coming.

The atmosphere was very stiff, so stiff that I didn't dare to speak casually.

My mother took a long breath from her nose, looked at me with a flat face, and said slowly: Relax. When I heard this, I wanted to laugh, not the happiness that was revealed in my heart, but the awkward smile caused by the cold humor.

Not only did my body not relax, but I was tense enough to the point of getting up.

Mom...You should talk about something serious. I wanted to swallow my saliva, but I found my mouth was dry and I didn’t even have any saliva. I was very anxious.

My eyes fell, and I glanced at my mother's slender legs that were close together, but I didn't dare to pay too much attention, because my mother was looking at me now, and my every move fell into her eyes.

When did you understand this?

Mom spoke again.

Her words were so confusing to me, and I didn't understand what she was saying.

Understand these?

Understand those?

My eyes were confused, and I looked at my mother and said unconsciously: What?

Zhang Yarui stared at her son's face. Seeing that he didn't understand what she meant, she brewed in her heart and said in one go: Sex, this simple word did not exhaust her to death. After all, she was very shy of these things.

If the family relationship was not broken, she wouldn't have wanted to say these things.

This word popped out of my mother's mouth, which really surprised me. I never expected that my cold mother would say this.

The current situation is very unfriendly to me, and judging my mother's attitude, it is obviously an interrogation.

I lowered my head, lowered my eyes, and stayed on my mother's beautiful legs. I thought about it for a moment and found that I couldn't remember when I understood these things. I could only say vaguely: It's been a long time...

My mother exhale again, and my hair was tight and I wonder if she was angry with me.

At this moment, I experienced what it means to feel like sitting on pins and needles in an immersive way.

Have you ever talked to a girlfriend at school?Mom asked.

When I heard this, my mind flew around and I always felt that my mother could see something from me?Or... the ears and ears she placed beside me were exposed to the news?

In just one second, I thought about many possibilities.

I shook my head against my conscience.

Have you ever taken something from someone else?

This should be my mother's third question. My mind is constantly analyzing the meaning and judging what my mother wants to do?

I don't steal my tone.

My mother's tone became a little heavier and said clearly: I asked you if you had any things used by women?

How to answer this?

Finally, I gave me an answer with my conscience, shook my head, and said: Take yours only this time, my mother's exhalation not only grew longer, but also aggravated a lot. Her attitude made my legs start to tremble, shaking constantly, and even my brain couldn't control it.

How many times have you been?My mother asked me about all the questions.

Fortunately, I experienced a lot of things that helped my heart get exercise, otherwise I would have to be overly frightened.

At most three times, I said to myself, and I felt like I should count it this way.

Why take my stuff?

Zhang Yarui stared at her son with an aggressive tone and a ruthless face. In the past, when the first question was answered, she would not ask any more and would get angry.

Now.

She was surprised by herself, and she could endure it and continue to ask.

My hands were placed on my knees, shaking with the shaking of my knees. My anxious heart kept urging my brain to organize the language as soon as possible and express the answers.

That...that...that...that's what I felt. I hesitated and glanced at my mother from the corner of my eyes to see how she reacted.

I saw that my mother's phoenix eyes were a little cold, but it didn't happen.

You went into the bathroom last night, and that was the same idea?

Zhang Yarui's hand was unconsciously pinching, unable to say whether she was angry.

I quickly shook my head. If I say yes, it would probably be over. Look at my mother's reaction, it is obviously not far from the outbreak.

I immediately said: I just went to the bathroom last night, then glanced at the clothes frame, and finally became curious. I didn’t do anything else, and I knew it was wrong.

My mother's face was gloomy and it looked quite scary. Combined with her aura developed by her long-term high position, I became more and more restricted.

suddenly.

Mom stood up, left the seat, and said to me: I'm in the kitchen, I don't like to eat, so I order what I want to eat

After saying this, she left straight away, and under my gaze, she stepped step by step, her buttocks twisted slightly, gradually disappearing from the corner of the corridor.

After I couldn't see my mother, I let out a long breath. After I finished exhaling, I felt like my whole body was shrinking by one third.

My heart that was beating quickly also slowed down. My butt sat on the sofa, leaning back heavily, and being held back by the sofa.

Relax, or relax... I don't know what my mother is thinking about. Through Aunt Wanling, I asked me to go home quickly, and then called myself to urge me. Finally, I asked me these questions. Is it because I want to find something from me?

I always feel that it is related to the last incident. Could it be... Mom thinks that if I don’t understand, what kind of thing will not happen?Or do you want to further discipline me?

Thinking of these questions, I felt a big headache in an instant.

Have a break.

I stood up, followed him upstairs, went to the kitchen and took a look. There were only two dishes, one was fried eggs with tomatoes and the other was fried pork with celery. It was not as good as a hotel. I can only say that it was a simple type among home-cooked dishes.

My mother rarely cooks. One is because she has no time and the other is because she has no energy. She either eats in a hotel or someone else treats her to eat in a certain restaurant.

Is this a sweet date after the stick?I became suspicious.

When I smelled the fragrance of the vegetables, my stomach began to react. The battle with Huang Shuangshuang consumed a lot of my energy. With my mother, I even consumed a lot of energy, so I was so hungry.

After scooping a bowl of rice, I started to chew carefully and swallow slowly.

Just then.

My phone rang and my heart trembled. Is it because my mother sent me a message?

After looking at it, I felt a little relieved. It was Aunt Wanling who sent me a message and said self-deprecatingly: I am almost scared and nervous. Click on the message.

I saw Aunt Wanling ask: Have you arrived home?

I replied, yes, and continued to cook rice and eat. Although these two dishes were cold, the taste was still OK. I don’t know when my mother made it.

At this time.

Aunt Wanling sent another message and said: What is your mother asking you for?

This question made me lose my appetite. The food in my mouth was as delicious as chewing wax. How should I swear to Aunt Wanling?

It's nothing, I asked me about my studies. This is an excuse I came up with. I feel that there is no better excuse than this.

Have you eaten?

Aunt Wanling's message was confused. I didn't know what she wanted. I asked my mother why she asked about eating again. This was too jumpy.

I'm eating. I'm out. I have something to ask you. Even through the screen, I can feel Aunt Wanling's undeniable tone.

I laughed at myself and said: What kind of disaster did I suffer? My mother just asked me, and Aunt Wanling also asked me, could she see something from me and torture me indirectly?

I don’t really want to go out, I just want to finish the meal and go back to my room. It’s hard for my mother to deal with, and Aunt Wanling is even harder to deal with.

Just as I was making excuses, Aunt Wanling's news came again.