I spent the whole night in fear, but my mother didn't hit me or even scold me. This was very rare. I think my mother was probably not only angry, but also a little sad.
The next morning, Mom didn't make breakfast and went to work early.
My dad grumbled and complained that she was throwing a tantrum for no reason, as if she had started menopause early , and asked me if I had upset her.
Since Mom didn't mention it to Dad, I couldn't possibly tell the truth. I just gave a few perfunctory replies and hurried off to school.
I spent the whole day in a daze, not knowing how to face my mother next.
I know my mother's temper; she's the particularly stubborn type. If she gets angry, she'll beat me, which is still okay. What I fear most is her giving me the silent treatment without saying a word.
Last year, I got into a fight and refused to admit my mistake, which made her so angry that she didn't speak to me for a month. In the end, I had to coax her into opening up after saying all sorts of nice things.
This time, uh... it seems to be much more serious than last time.
The next two days were just as I expected. My mother had a cold face and didn't say a word. Occasionally she would glance at me, but it was as if she had seen a cockroach, and she would quickly look away.
From childhood to adulthood, I have always been my mother's precious son. I selfishly thought that I was the person she loved most in the world, even more than my father.
This was the first time I'd ever seen such a look of disgust in my eyes, and I couldn't help but feel sad and frustrated. I was truly afraid that my mother no longer loved me. I wanted to apologize, to sincerely apologize, but I didn't know how to begin.
I spent four days in fear until Saturday afternoon when I was leaving school. As I walked out of the school gate, Lin Zifan bumped into me and gestured for me to look ahead.
I looked up and was delighted to see my mother's car parked on the side of the road. She was sitting in the driver's seat, one hand on the steering wheel and the other resting on the open window frame, wearing sunglasses and looking this way expressionlessly. Seeing my mother at that moment was like sunshine, instantly dispelling the gloom that had shrouded me for days.
I didn't even have time to say goodbye to Lin Zifan. I quickly ran to the car window, bowed slightly , and said with a fawning expression, "Greetings to Your Majesty."
Mom pushed her sunglasses up a bit, glanced down at me, and gestured for me to get in the car.
I happily sat in the passenger seat, looking at my mother's fair face, which was still frosty, but I was already overjoyed. The fact that she was willing to pick me up from school meant that she was planning to forgive me.
" Oh my , my dear mother, you've become even more beautiful in just a few days!" I said, feigning surprise.
My mother glanced at me sideways, said nothing, and started the car.
Just as I was about to continue flattering her, my gaze drifted over my mother's shoulder and I saw a familiar figure standing across the street—it was the girl who had framed me on the bus.
"Mom, it's her! Stop the car! Stop the car now!" I shouted.
My mother was startled, slammed on the brakes, turned around and glared at me angrily: "Are you crazy?"
I pointed across the street and explained, "It's her, that girl who framed me."
When my mother looked in the direction I was pointing, the girl had already disappeared into the crowd of people leaving school.
After searching around without finding him, Mom frowned and said, "With so many people, who are you talking about?"
I didn't have time to explain. I opened the car door, jumped out, and ran to the other side to search frantically. Unfortunately, all the people around me were students going home from school, and I couldn't find her anywhere after searching for a long time.
Dejected, I returned to the car, where my mother glared at me and asked, "Where is he?"
"I...she ran away." I said, frowning and feeling wronged.
Don't give me that.
I wanted to explain, but seeing my mother's displeasure, I swallowed back the words I was about to say.
The car started and left the school.
After turning around two streets, I realized I was going the wrong way. I asked my mom where we were going, but she kept looking straight ahead and ignored me.
When we arrived at our destination, a garden-style residential area, I looked around cautiously and asked again, "Mom, why did you bring me here?" My mother still didn't answer.
"Mom, you're not going to abandon me, are you? Are you planning to sell me?"
My mother glared at me impatiently: "Why do you talk so much nonsense? Can't you shut up?"
Normally I would have already started making witty remarks, but this time I was genuinely scared, so I quickly shrank my neck and shut my mouth.
After the car came to a complete stop, I followed my mother into a villa, where we were greeted by a middle-aged woman. My mother spoke quietly with her for a few moments, then let me follow her into a room.
The room was large and bright, decorated in a unique style, with a sofa recliner in the middle. I then realized that my mother had brought me to see a psychologist. The middle-aged woman had me lie down on the sofa recliner and began to purposefully guide my speech. For an hour, she said a lot, but I let it go in one ear and out the other , just going along with her casual responses. I can't remember the specifics of what was discussed.
After the initial conversation, the middle-aged woman spoke with the mother for another half hour, ending close to nine o'clock in the evening. Leaving the clinic, they sat in the car in silence.
I was trying to think of something to talk about to break the awkward silence when my mother spoke first, but her voice was still so cold: "That person was a psychologist, specializing in counseling high school seniors. He's quite famous."
"Oh." I nodded, pretending to be nonchalant.
"After talking to her, did it help you?"
"It's... alright."
What do you mean by "not bad"?
"It's... alright."
Silence fell again in the car. Mom's fingers tapped rhythmically on the steering wheel, looking preoccupied. After a while, she said calmly, "The doctor told me to try to relax and not put too much pressure on you."
"oh."
The mother wanted to say something more, but she couldn't get the words out no matter how many times she opened her mouth. In the end, she just repeated, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself," and then drove home.
Despite undergoing psychological counseling, my mother's attitude towards me has not improved; in fact, it has become even more subtle than before.
My mom and I used to make harmless jokes like friends, but now she always has a stern face and doesn't smile, as if she's deliberately avoiding me. Even occasional physical contact makes her very nervous.
I know that my mom talked to the psychologist about more than just the college entrance exam. Maybe it was a little awkward, so she didn't want to tell me directly.
I know that what I did was wrong, so I am actively cooperating with my mother in the so-called "treatment".
More than half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and my mother took me to see a therapist twice more. I must say, the money was well spent; talking to the therapist made me feel much better.
To distract myself, I focused all my energy on studying, and I didn't even bother to coax Lu Yiyi anymore.
Unexpectedly, when I chased after her and she ignored me, and I ran out of time, she became more enthusiastic, constantly coming closer to me and relentlessly hinting that we hadn't been to the movies in a long time. She's my girlfriend, after all, so I had to appease her. I bought the tickets in advance and arranged to meet her at Century Square on Sunday afternoon.
Because of what happened last time, I developed a phobia of buses, so this time I decided to walk to the meeting place. But as fate would have it, as I walked through the grove of trees in the community garden, I suddenly heard people arguing.
"Stop bothering me. I never said I liked you." The voice was delicate with a slight huskiness, sweet and lovely, yet very familiar.
That's right! It's that little witch's voice. I quickly looked in the direction of the sound, and sure enough, it was her!
The little witch was wearing a pink hoodie, jeans, and sneakers. She had a black baseball cap tilted to one side, her hands in her hoodie pockets, blowing bubble gum, and looking sideways with a disdainful expression.
Standing to her left was a boy a head taller than her, with a square face and muscular build; he looked like an athlete.
"If you don't like me, then why do you always agree to go out with me?" The boy seemed a little agitated.
The little witch scoffed and said with a disdainful look, "As long as I'm willing to spend money, I'd agree to meet even a dog."
Wow!
Even I, an outsider, thought what she said was outrageous, let alone the big guy. He pointed at the little witch in a rage and yelled, "You...you're shameless!"
"You're shameless! A grown man chasing after a girl for three blocks, where's your face? I'm warning you, if you follow me again, I'll scream for help."
"Damn it!" The boy raised his hand high, as if to hit her, but the little witch remained calm and tilted her head, sneering, " Oh , you want to hit a girl, huh? Come on~!"
The boy was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to hit or not. After a long standoff, he finally flung his hand away forcefully and said through gritted teeth, "Everyone says you're involved in compensated dating, but I didn't believe it. Now I know, you're a slut."
The little witch, hands in her pockets, said calmly , "Yes, I'm a slut , I do compensated dating. Last time I was in a hotel room with someone, I even saw your mother in a hotel room with someone too."
I couldn't help but frown, thinking to myself, "This girl has a sharp tongue , how can I tolerate this?"
The boy, his face flushed red, grabbed her collar and roared angrily, "Say that again!"
The little witch remained calm, a slight smile playing on her lips as she coldly sneered, "Try touching me, and I guarantee you'll pay double."
As soon as she finished speaking, she caught sight of me out of the corner of her eye, paused for a moment, then reached out and brushed the boy's arm away. She quickly ran over, curled up behind me like a pitiful little rabbit, and said in a tearful, aggrieved voice, "Brother, he bullied me."
Huh? Who...who is your brother?
Before I could even process what was happening, the boy strode over, looked me up and down, frowned, and loudly demanded, "Who the hell are you?"
This has nothing to do with me, and I don't want to get involved, but this person's attitude is really annoying. I retorted , "Who do you care who I am?"
"Damn it!" The boy's face turned red, and he glared with his big, bulging eyes: "What's your relationship with her?"
"I didn't have anything with her..."
"He's my brother! Let me tell you, my brother is a Taekwondo master, so watch out!" The little witch hid behind me, craned her neck, and blurted out, her expression full of provocation.
I knew she was trying to drag me into this, but I wasn't going to fall for it. I quickly pushed her away and said warily, "Hey, hey, when did I become your brother? Don't try to claim kinship with me."
Like a magnet, the little witch clung to me again in the blink of an eye, tightly gripping my arm with both hands, and said pitifully, "Brother, he bullied me, please help me beat him up."
The guy looked furious. Before I could say anything, he pressed his face close to mine, pointing his finger at my nose and yelling, "Fuck your mother, where the hell are you from?"
"Fuck your mother! What's it to you where I am!" Knowing it was a misunderstanding, there was no need to explain anymore. It seemed like a fight was inevitable today.
However, the other person is really big, half a head taller than me. If we really fight, I'll most likely be at a disadvantage.
The boy took another step forward, almost pressing his large, square face, as red as a pig's liver, against my face.
"Are you fucking asking for a beating?"
"You fucking try touching me." Although I was a little scared, I couldn't back down in terms of momentum .
"Fuck your mother! You think you're so great?! Which school the hell did you go to?"
"What do you care which school I go to? You fucking try touching me."
"You fucking talk big again, try saying that again and see what happens!"
"You think you're so great just because I fucking fuck your mother? Try touching me and see what happens."
"Where the hell are you from? You think you're so great?!"
I suddenly realized that this guy wasn't as impressive as he seemed. He spent a long time figuring things out but didn't actually make a move.
But that's just as well, because if a real fight breaks out, they won't gain any advantage.
As I was pondering how to give both of them a way out and resolve the misunderstanding, my gaze swept past him and I saw that little witch had somehow brought a pot of flowers and slowly walked up behind the boy.
I was startled for a moment, then realized what was happening and quickly shouted, "Watch out!" With a loud crash, the flowerpot slammed heavily onto the back of the boy's head. The boy screamed and fell to the ground.
"Run! What are you standing there for?!" Before I could even react, the little witch had already grabbed my hand and started running forward.
Looking back, she saw the boy lying on the ground with blood all over his forehead, rolling around with his hands covering his head. For a moment, she was at a loss and could only follow her in a daze.
I ran for three blocks in one go and felt a little out of breath, but she still looked calm and composed.
I forcefully shook off her hand, bent over, and gasped for breath. The little witch stopped and turned around, mocking, "Your physical condition isn't very good. If you really got into a fight, you'd probably end up in the intensive care unit."
I glared at her, panting, and said, "You... stop talking nonsense to me. If it weren't for... if it weren't for you, would I have bothered... arguing with someone? I... I have a grudge against you. You... you've been framing me all along."
"Who told you to be my brother?" The little witch tilted her head and rolled her eyes.
"Who's your brother!"
"You," the little witch smiled slightly.
"I'm your grandpa!"
"I don't have an uncle, but I have a brother." The little witch simply resorted to being a rogue.
"Don't give me that crap. Let me tell you, you're in big trouble! You framed me last time, and you're framing me again this time. How are we going to settle this score?"
The little witch had her hands in her hoodie pockets, head down, kicking her feet back and forth, and pouted: "So what do you want?"
"What do you think?" I said, feigning a fierce expression.
The little witch looked up and smiled sweetly: "Then I'll sleep with you."
I was stunned by what she said, and it took me a while to come to my senses. I couldn't help but look her up and down. She had a cute little face that was the size of a palm, and she was really pretty. She was slender and thin, but she didn't look like she was made of bones. If I were to give her an overall score, she would even be better than Lu Yiyi.
"Well... if that's what you're saying, I can't really object." I knew she was just playing along, so I figured I might as well play along.
The little witch turned and walked across the street after hearing that. I quickly chased after her and stopped her: "We haven't explained things clearly yet. Where do you think you're going? Tell me, when are you going to sleep?"
"Let's go now." The little witch gestured for me to look across the street, at a budget hotel.
Ha! They're playing it pretty seriously. Fine, let's see who's afraid of whom! I walked with her to the hotel entrance, stopped, and looked at her.
She looked at me, and I said, "Go in." Without the slightest hesitation, she stepped into the hall and turned to look at me.
I was just about to follow her in when I suddenly felt something was off. This girl was acting strangely ; she couldn't possibly let me take advantage of her like this. There must be some kind of conspiracy.
Could it be... a honey trap?
She's the same age as my sister, and she doesn't even have an ID card. I went to a hotel with her one minute , and she accused me of kidnapping the next. I'm in a situation where I can't clear my name no matter what.
Seeing that I hadn't moved for a while, she tilted her head and asked innocently, "What's wrong? Why aren't you coming in?" This was clearly a provocation.
I was furious! I already thought I was being incredibly unreasonable, but I never expected to run into someone even more difficult today. Just as I was racking my brains for a way to retaliate, my phone rang.
I took out the old-fashioned mobile phone that my mom had specially bought for me, and when I saw the number, it was Lu Yiyi calling. Only then did I remember that I still had a date.
Lu Yiyi gave me a good scolding on the phone, and I apologized profusely. For some reason, I felt like I'd found a lifeline. After hanging up, I told the little devil, "I have something urgent to attend to, so I won't hold it against you. We'll settle our score another day." I turned to leave, but she followed closely behind. I deliberately quickened my pace, trying to shake her off, but she remained unhurriedly close behind.
I walked faster and faster, eventually turning it into a jog, until I was completely out of breath, but she was still perfectly fine. I looked at her helplessly: "Are you a fairy?! What are you transformed from?"
She didn't speak, chewed her bubble gum, and blew a pink bubble. She was clearly very cute, but her unruly, rascal-like demeanor was infuriating. They were almost at their destination; taking this little tagalong to see Lu Yiyi was sure to cause trouble.
Just as I was thinking about how to get rid of her, Lu Yiyi called again, saying the movie was about to start. I checked the time; there was still an hour before it started. The fact that she was in such a hurry for me to get there meant she had other commitments.
"Hey beautiful, let's call it a day, okay? I have something to do, let's play again another day." I said to her with a smile.
She stared at me with her big, innocent-looking eyes, then suddenly the bubble she blew popped with a "plop," sticking to her pretty little face. Well, she's unyielding, just like a stubborn leech. I had no choice but to ignore her.
I walked ahead and she followed behind. When we arrived at our meeting place, Lu Yiyi complained angrily, "Time is precious. In the time it takes to wait for you, I could have done a set of test papers."
Before I could explain, she noticed the little witch beside me and asked suspiciously, "Who...is she?"
I pulled her aside and whispered, "This is the girl I told you about, the one who framed me on the bus."
Lu Yiyi was somewhat surprised: "Huh? There really is such a person?"
"Nonsense, do you think I'm lying? We've known each other for so many years, do you think I would touch someone's thigh on a bus?"
Lu Yiyi glanced at me and said without hesitation, "Yes."
I was both amused and exasperated: "I'm not talking to you anymore, you're such a boring person."
"So what does she want to do by following you now?" Lu Yiyi asked.
"How should I know? This guy's acting like a lunatic," I said with a wry smile.
Suddenly, the little witch spoke up and asked, "Where are you going?"
Without even thinking, Lu Yiyi turned her head and replied, "We're going to see a movie later."
I was so angry that I quickly turned her head around and complained, "Why did you tell her all this?"
"What, can't I tell you?" Lu Yiyi asked innocently.
"You want her to cause trouble for us, don't you?"
"Oh." Lu Yiyi finally realized.
"Oh my god, hurry up and figure out a way to get rid of her."
Lu Yiyi glared at me and said irritably, "You brought them here, so you're responsible for getting rid of them."
"If I had a way, I would have dumped her long ago." I gave a helpless, bitter smile.
"Then what should we do?"
"What can we do? Let's just wander around aimlessly for now. Maybe she'll get annoyed and leave on her own."
"I finally managed to get out on a date, and then this troublesome thing happened."
Lu Yiyi muttered something under her breath, then suddenly looked up and asked suspiciously, "Did you offend someone? Otherwise, why would they bother you instead of someone else?"
"You're overthinking it. What did I do to offend her? I don't even know her."
"I don't believe it."
Not to mention Lu Yiyi's confusion, I was wondering myself where this naughty girl came from, she's so annoying.
What was supposed to be a private time for two became awkward with this little tail following them around, and they lost all interest in chatting.
They just wandered aimlessly around the mall, but luckily she just followed along without saying a word, and after a while, they started to ignore her.
Lu Yiyi tried on several pairs of shoes in a store. Seeing that the movie was about to start, I urged her to hurry up.
When we came out of the store, we realized that the little witch had disappeared sometime during the day.
I looked around for her, while Lu Yiyi made sarcastic remarks: "She's gone, and you're still thinking about her."
"Why would I care about her? I'm afraid she'll suddenly jump out and scare me."
Although it was the weekend, the movie had been showing for a while, so not many people were watching it. Because I had ulterior motives, I deliberately chose a secluded corner when booking the tickets, but once inside, I found that there weren't many people there either, so I could just sit anywhere.
the movie started , I began to lean against Lu Yiyi, my hands wandering over her slender, soft waist. Smelling her sweet scent, my penis was already aroused.
Lu Yiyi pushed me away with a look of disgust and said in a low voice, "What are you doing? Go away and watch the movie."
I shamelessly leaned closer and breathed into her ear, saying, "Going to the cinema to watch a movie is such a waste. Let's watch it when we get home."
As he spoke, he traced her soft curves and placed his hand on her tender, bluish breasts , squeezing them firmly.
"Ugh, how annoying you are. I've wanted to see this movie for so long, can you please leave me alone?"
I was a little surprised: "Oh? You really came to see a movie?"
"What are you doing here if you're not going to see a movie?"
"I thought you wanted to do something thrilling in the movie theater like last time."
It was pitch black all around, but I could still feel her face burning red. She clenched her fist and tapped me hard on the head, whispering, "Can't you be less annoying! I knew I shouldn't have let you come along, you're so irritating."
There was nothing I could do but forcefully suppress my rising sexual desire, sit up straight to watch the movie, only to find unexpectedly that someone had appeared next to me.
I was so startled I almost jumped up. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was that annoying little witch.
I asked in surprise in a low voice, "How did you get in?"
She waved the movie ticket in her hand: "I bought a ticket to get in. The ticket seller thought I was cute and gave me a half-price discount."
I said urgently, "Who asked you that? Didn't you leave? How did you know we were watching this movie?"
The little witch said, "You guessed it, this movie is the most suitable for couples to watch."
"What are you trying to do by following me like this? Is it some kind of fun?"
"It's fun!"
Lu Yiyi noticed the commotion and turned around, looking surprised: "What's she doing here?"
I said in a low voice, "How should I know? I'd like to ask someone else."
"Why is she like a ghost? She's so persistent."
I said with a wry smile, "You're only just realizing this now? She's driving me crazy."
"What did you do to her? Did you flirt with her? Did you touch her thigh?" Lu Yiyi glared at me, pressing closer.
"Is this still not over? Where are there so many thighs for me to touch?"
"Then why does she insist on clinging to you?"
"Go ask her."
After a moment of silence, Lu Yiyi leaned out and asked the little witch directly, "Classmate, what did Xiao Dong do to you? Why are you so obsessed with him?"
"I like him." The little witch's answer was crisp and clear, which surprised not only Lu Yiyi but also me.
"You..." Lu Yiyi was stunned for a moment, then got up to leave. I quickly stopped her and comforted her, "Don't listen to her nonsense. She talks a lot of nonsense and doesn't tell the truth. If you take it seriously, you'll lose. Besides, she likes me, but I don't like her."
Lu Yiyi said angrily, "She likes you, are you so proud of yourself?"
"What do I have to be proud of?" she said, but in her heart she was having some wild thoughts.
Could it be that she really likes me, which is why she's clinging to me? She is indeed quite pretty and cute. If she weren't so eccentric, she would be a great little lover.
"What are you laughing at?" Lu Yiyi questioned.
Did I laugh?
"You laughed, and your laugh was so smug!"
"Alright, alright, stop overthinking. Let's watch the movie , haven't you always wanted to see this one?"
It took a lot of coaxing to calm Lu Yiyi down, but I was in a bit of an awkward situation, sandwiched between the two girls, not daring to even breathe loudly.
The little witch sat on the left, not saying a word for a long time, as if she really came to watch a movie; Lu Yiyi sat on the right, her eyes wide open, pretending to be focused on the movie, but her face clearly showed anger.
To ease the awkward atmosphere, I spared no effort in making fun of the movie plot, which usually made Lu Yiyi laugh non-stop, but today this trick didn't work. She stood there like a wooden figure, without any expression.
Just as I was racking my brains trying to figure out how to make her happy, I suddenly felt something strange on my thigh. I looked down and saw a slender, snow-white hand climbing up to me.
I turned my head in surprise and saw the little witch looking at me, as if nothing had happened, unusually calm.
I don't know what she's up to, but it's definitely not good news.
Just as I was about to stop her, the girl's small hand had already reached her waist. Because she was wearing sweatpants, there was no belt. With a gentle lift, she slipped her hand inside, along her lower abdomen, and slid all the way down to her crotch.
The girl's chubby, soft little hands grasped my penis, gently kneading it a couple of times, pressing down with her thumbs and rubbing it carefully, arousing my desire. Her movements were so practiced, she was definitely not a novice.
The cool, smooth sensation was so pleasurable I almost moaned. My penis gradually became erect, creating a small tent in my pants.
I knew she had no good intentions, but the feeling was just too good, making me feel weak and limp . Plus, my girlfriend was right next to me, and the thrill of having an affair was indescribable.
Thanks to the dark environment of the screening room, Lu Yiyi didn't notice anything. Just to be on the safe side, I placed the popcorn bucket on the handrail between us.
The girl seemed to have found her favorite toy. Her tender little hands held the hard penis and slowly stroked it. Her movements were light and skillful, and before long, I was aroused to ejaculate.
My left hand gripped the chair armrest tightly, my legs were straight, my toes curled inward, and I held my breath with all my might, trying to suppress the urge to ejaculate, but a groan involuntarily escaped my throat.
Lu Yiyi turned her head and asked, "What's wrong?"
I felt like I'd been caught cheating, my hair stood on end. I tried to stay calm, crossed my legs, brought my face close to hers to block her view, and said with an awkward laugh, "I need to pee, I'm a little bursting."
"Then hurry up and go, what are you holding back for?" Lu Yiyi rolled her eyes at me.
"I... the movie is really exciting, I'll go later."
I know this is a good excuse to get away, but it feels so good that I'm a little reluctant to leave.
"Go quickly, don't hold it in and make yourself sick," Lu Yiyi said with disdain.
I was unmoved; on the contrary, I found it very exciting. On the surface, I was chatting with my girlfriend, but underneath, a strange girl was masturbating me. This was something that only happens in adult films.
The girl's small hand gripped my penis and started stroking it faster and faster . My pleasure was also rapidly building. Just when I couldn't hold back any longer and was about to ejaculate, she suddenly stopped and slowly pulled her hand out of my pants.
The feeling of being suspended in mid-air was worse than death. I looked at her with pleading eyes, but she just blinked her innocent big eyes and looked at me with an innocent expression, as if what had just happened had nothing to do with her.
I was so angry, but I couldn't express my frustration.
Finally, when I had no other choice, I made an excuse to go to the toilet and took care of it myself. But the ejaculation was really unsatisfying. It was like eating a delicious meal halfway through, and then suddenly the meal was canceled, and the lavish feast was replaced with simple fare. It was really infuriating.
For the rest of the time, the girl didn't do anything excessive. Near the end, she got up and left.
Lu Yiyi asked, puzzled, "What exactly is she here for?"
"Who knows, maybe he's just a lunatic." I felt a little guilty, but I couldn't help but savor the intoxicating feeling I had just experienced.
Because we needed to go home to study, we all went home after the movie ended. When I got downstairs, my younger sister was just coming home, and we ended up bickering a bit. I followed her into the house and heard my dad roaring from my parents' bedroom: "What's the deal with this photo? Tell me!"
My sister and I exchanged a glance, both looking somewhat puzzled.
My dad is most afraid of my mom at home. He usually speaks in a subservient manner, like a servant. This is the first time I can remember him yelling at my mom.
Then I heard my mother shout back, "I've explained this to you three times already. I'm talking business with a client."
"Do you need to go to a hotel to discuss business? A man and a woman alone in a hotel room to discuss business? You're kidding me! Why did you go get your hair permed for no reason? You...you...you're shameless!"
My sister and I went to the bedroom door and saw Dad holding up several photos, his face red and his expression agitated, while Mom's eyes were wide open and her face was also full of anger.
When she saw us return, she yelled, "Get out of here, this is none of your business."
Dad glanced back, turned around and slammed the door shut, then started arguing again through the door.
My sister and I looked at each other for a moment, then I couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Did you understand?"
The younger sister hesitated for a moment and said, "It seems like... Mom went to a hotel with someone..."
Before she could finish speaking, I interrupted her: "Don't talk nonsense about things that aren't true."
My sister said irritably, "You asked me first."
After a moment of silence, she said dejectedly, "That's it, Dad cheated on Mom, and Mom went to a hotel with someone else. They're definitely going to get a divorce."
"I told you, don't spread rumors. Why are you so nosy?"
My sister glared at me fiercely.
Just then, the bedroom door opened, and Dad stormed out, ignoring us both, leaving without even changing his shoes. We looked at each other, exchanged a few words, and then cautiously entered the bedroom. We saw Mom lying on her side on the bed, breathing heavily, her body heaving violently; she seemed quite angry.
The photos were scattered on the ground. I picked them up and took a look. It was indeed my mother in a uniform, stockings, and high heels, smiling as she followed a man into the hotel. The man looked familiar; he was the old classmate I had met at dinner last time, that so-called CEO Chen .
Although it's clear from the photo that the two entered the hotel side by side, my first thought was, who took this photo?