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Chapter 6 Question 006

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    ? The former friendship, mutual understanding and tolerance, has been redefined: coping!

    The kind of subordinates dealing with superiors.

    "Are you thinking of being a single mother too simply?" She began to grow hysterical, holding her head tightly in her hands, and roaring angrily.

    "Why do you think so?" The man seemed to be touched, and there was a little impatience and anger in his tone.

    "You have me, how can you be a single mother?"

    "Yes! I have your husband, not a single mother." She pinched her chest with one hand and cried, "It's a fake single mother."

    The woman kept shaking her head from side to side, in great pain.

    "How many days are you at home 365 days a year? When you come back, you are always busy with work and never leave your mobile phone. The child is by your side, but you are like an invisible person, indifferent and indifferent! To you  Said, going home is just a place to rest and one more person to take care of you. You enjoy it, what about me?"

    As if realizing something, she closed the living room door and roared in a low voice.

    "Do you know that for seven years in a row, I couldn't sleep a full night. When I went to the bathroom, I heard the sound of a child crying, that kind of irritability?"

    Tears finally couldn't bear the grievance in my heart, and poured out.

    "Do you know the helplessness and pain of only sleeping for four or five hours a day, feeling dizzy and uncomfortable, but having to stand up and continue to coax the children and do those chores that seem to never end? I am a human being, not a machine  ah!"

    The woman let go of her hand, covering her lips, trembling uncontrollably.

    "Have you seen the sadness and inferiority that flashed in the eyes of the boss, as a woman, I can only hold the second child and can't spare the energy to accompany the boss?"

    "Do you know, when everyone around me sees me holding one hand and hugging the other, the shock and pity in their eyes? How uncomfortable is it when I see it? How uncomfortable will the child be? Could it be that you really don't  do you know?"

    After finishing speaking, she took a few steps back, and smiled self-deprecatingly on her pale and devastated face.

    "I'm such a fool!" The woman lowered her head and shook her head.

    "How do you know? You have never tried to take care of a child alone, let alone persist for so long."

    He has never experienced the headache of two children crying together, nor her brain that is about to collapse due to lack of sleep.

    From the beginning to the end, he just stood quietly on the side, giving the most insignificant evaluation, and cheap love without actual action.

    He really doesn't know.

    Unwilling and suffering, Mo Yu strode forward, clutching the man's collar tightly with one hand, and pointing with the other to the large banner wedding photo hanging behind the black artificial leather sofa above the living room.

    On the screen, the woman is wearing a white trailing lace wedding dress, wearing a crystal crown headdress, her thick hair is neatly pulled into a beautiful ball head, and the white veil extends from the center of the head and spreads down.

    Undoubtedly showing the woman's delicate and graceful figure and skin, she is so beautiful, independent and unattainable.

    The white and delicate skin is silvery and plump, and the starry eyes are full of expectations and longings for the future.

    In the wedding photo, the woman is holding purple gypsophila stars in her hands, her smile is sincere, sweet, and happiness comes from her heart.

    She tilted her head, lightly resting a black groom's dress beside her, on the right shoulder of a handsome man.

    The man's stature is firm and straight, and his warm and gentle smile makes people fall in love with him at the first sight.

    A woman's appearance is beautiful, delicate and charming, and her sweet and innocent smile is the most beautiful expression of a woman.

    A handsome man and a beautiful woman should be a happy couple, a representative of love envied by the world.

    Today, the two who should continue to compose the song of love are separated.  How ridiculous!

    Seeing the man struggling and thinking deeply, Mo Yu slowly put down his trembling right hand, then pointed at his sallow and old face, crying more intensely.

    "Look at me again. For this family and to maintain the relationship between you and your mother, I take on the family alone. Being both a father and a mother, don't tell me you really don't feel uncomfortable, feel guilty, or feel  Does your heart ache?"

    "You¡ª" the man finally spoke generously.

    The phone rang suddenly, and the man hurriedly shut up, took out his phone, turned around, dragged the suitcase, opened the door, and left quietly.

    He "escaped" again!

    This scene is so familiar, Mo Yu is no stranger to it, and his despair towards men is even deeper.

    She gritted her teeth, wiped her tears with both hands vigorously, and swallowed all her resentment.

    Why do you have to suffer?  pain?  why still??Crying for this man who lost his heart at some point?

    You have long been used to such a scene, aren't you?

    She swore: After this time, don't cry for anyone.

    "Mom?" Nuo Nuo sounded.

    Mo Yu heard the sound and looked around. At some point, the boy in pajamas leaned half his body while leaning on the wall with both hands, his eyes dodged, as if hurt, and asked in a low voice, "Mom, did you quarrel with Dad again?"

    Mo Yu hurriedly wiped away the last drop of tears, tried his best to show a relaxed smile, walked up to the boy, squatted down, and kept his gaze level with the boy's eyes.

    "Xiaotian, you misunderstood. Mom didn't quarrel with dad." Seconds changed back to the gentle appearance before people, and the sadness, pain and despair not long ago were not seen at all.

    "Mom!" The boy's tone became firmer.

    "Mom, I'm not a sister, I'm no longer a child. Mom, I choose you."

    "What?" Mo Yu was startled by this sudden sentence, and asked again: "Xiaotian, what did you say to choose?"

    "Mom, if you don't want to be with Dad, I will choose you."

    Mo Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he froze in place.

    Xiang Xiaotian is just a seven-year-old kid who has just started elementary school, how could he know so much?

    Then I thought about the wide range of information dissemination channels now with the blessing of the Internet, and the fact that children of this era are too precocious compared to when she was young.

    "Xiaotian, mom won't divorce your dad." Even though he said that, he was not sure in his heart.

    Looking after two children and a home alone, she is very tired!

    "Mom, brother, why didn't you wake me up?" Another childish voice sounded.

    Mo Yu hugged his son Xiang Xiaotian in one hand, and his four-year-old daughter Xiang Xiaonuan in the other, and pressed deep kisses on their smooth and fair cheeks.

    "Let's have some breakfast and hurry to school!"

    Today, it is back to the busy day before.

    However, she felt less aggrieved than before.

    She thought: Maybe it was because of venting her grievances.

    After sending the eldest son to elementary school, he ran to the direction of the kindergarten with the younger daughter in his arms.

    On the way, I suddenly saw countless flower sellers, especially the one with the most carnations, and I felt vigilant.

    I took out my phone and saw that today is September 10th, Teacher's Day.

    Yesterday's sadness made her forget today's day.

    With her little daughter in one hand, she quickly bought two bunches and rushed back to her son's primary school.

    I fell down halfway, but fortunately my daughter in my arms was fine.  The woman felt fine, and didn't care about the purple-red bloody arm hidden under the wide sleeve.

    "Xiaotian, you must give this flower to the teacher. Remember to say 'Happy Holidays' to the teacher, you know?" Mo Yu solemnly handed one of the bouquets to his son, and repeatedly asked.

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