Chapter 286 I can’t be the only one who knows interesting things

It seems it's not over yet.

Before he could exit the dream world, in a world where no one could observe him, Su Yao could only choose the passage.

Then step through the passage and enter the next place, which is a very historical place.

During that time in 2015, it was already rare to see shops renting and selling DVD discs and selling Superboy game consoles on the streets.

At that time, the store could still sell more than a dozen guns that could shoot bullets and shoot birds.

Su Yao couldn't remember when this memory occurred.

You can only let the scene move around until the focus falls on your own home.

Memories from long ago.

My parents haven't divorced yet, it's just a cold war.

Su's mother was not actually a strong woman at the beginning. She had a very low status in the marriage and always accommodated her father in every possible way.

Even if the other person is very drunk, he still serves the other person patiently.

It's really blurry.

I don’t understand why I would let myself come to such a place to explore meaningless memories.

There is still some impression.

That was the day my parents quarreled the most. It wasn't the intense words and actions, but the atmosphere. It was so depressing that even I, who was very young at the time, felt scared.

"You have women's hair and the smell of perfume."

"So what?"

"fine."

“···”

It was also the first time that Su's mother completely ignored her father who came back drunk early in the morning and sat in the hallway snoring.

It is still easy to understand if I witness it from myself now.

Su's mother is fundamentally a submissive character, but she is different from someone who completely surrenders. She can tolerate her husband's bad habits, and she thinks they can change them little by little. But she cannot tolerate cheating.

Once a third party intervenes, she won't even be interested in quarreling.

"divorce?"

"Just leave if you say so!"

"Didn't you always plan to do this? It's just what you wish for."

"Are you kidding me? You just go out for a drink and you have to leave?"

“···”

"You already know?"

"There's nothing to say. I've already hired a lawyer to calculate the property. I won't take any extra points from you, and I won't treat myself any less."

"Hey, hey, let me tell you, is it really good for you to say this in front of your children?"

"Xiao Yao, be obedient and go out to play with your friends first. Just stay in the community and don't run too far."

"Mom doesn't want dad anymore?"

“···”

Remembered.

I was quite an asshole back then.

Because my father always bought me toys and took me to eat a lot of things that my mother wouldn't allow me to eat, I liked my father more at that time and didn't like my mother who was always very strict with me.

At that time, I also thought that my mother had done something wrong, and this time I should just ignore the quarrel as I did before.

When I was young, I didn't know that adults would put on hypocritical masks in front of children, and their true colors would be revealed after the children left.

But what’s the point of still looking at these things and thinking about them now?

Maybe the father is still alive, but he has no desire to see or reconcile, and the mother... has passed away long ago.

"I hate you!"

Unable to stand the atmosphere among adults, I ran out.

Huh?

Did you have friends at that time?

It seems that no one feels comfortable going out alone, even if they are less than 7 years old.

It's really too long ago.

I can still remember some things from elementary school, but things before elementary school are too vague.

Su Yao saw a child sitting on the slide and looking down.

But when he was young, he went out in a bad mood and saw her, "You are a coward, you dare not come down even if you are so short."

"Look at me."

“···”

How to say it.

Maybe it's because the atmosphere at home makes me feel bad, so when I see such a coward, I want to show that I'm stronger than her and laugh at him. It's a typical brat mentality.

But the other party simply ignored him as he slid down the edge again and again and made faces. He just hugged his knees and continued to stare at the bottom of the slide.

"——"

Pushed.

He must have pushed her down from behind.

"If you don't want to play, don't stand still!"

Su Yao didn't want to admit that he had done such a thing, but he really seemed to have vague memories slowly coming back to him.

If I remember correctly——

Sure enough, the little girl didn't cry after being pushed down by him. She just patted her skirt and moved to another place in a daze as she looked at herself.

Parents' quarrels don't end in a day or two.

From the moment Su's mother said she wanted a divorce, everything really started to happen. Under the witness of my young self, people I didn't know came to talk to my parents all night long.

Someone who should probably be called grandpa came to the house and said unpleasant things to my mother. To put it bluntly, it meant that they looked down on people like my mother.

It was also at that time that even my young self gradually understood that although my mother said she didn't want to go on living, in fact...it was presumed that there was someone else responsible for the development of this matter.

"Dad, did you find another mother?"

"Why did you say it? After all, your mother said it to that extent..."

"You don't want me anymore?"

"I gave up custody rights and at least let you stay with your mother."

Not really.

He just doesn't want himself and doesn't need a superfluous role like himself to interfere with his new life.

What he said was always high-sounding.

He always hides it in front of himself and denies the fact of cheating.

"Mama, why didn't dad come back today?"

“···”

"Did you really find another mother?"

"have no idea."

"Then what do we do?"

"Can't I support you without him?"

"But everyone else has a dad."

"Others have everything, do you have it?"

“···”

At that time, I didn't know how my mother was feeling. She just felt uncomfortable and wanted to seek a reasonable explanation and be comforted. But in the end, she only received a cold response.

I would only be hugged by my mother when I cried, but at that time I couldn't accept this reluctant hug.

During the day, I met the dazed little girl again.

This time, I was no longer in the mood to tease her, and just sat on the slide in a daze like her.
To be continued...