My mom came back home in the evening.
After seeing her, Wendy pouted and complained, "Mom, what's wrong with you? Why did you come back so late? Where are the mushrooms you bought? I'm waiting for you to make soup for me. "
Mushrooms, related to me, seemed to have become a taboo word. My mom's pupils trembled violently, and she fell onto the sofa.
'Violet is dead. She was beaten to death.
"She… hated feeling pain the most…"
She hated feeling pain the most.
After hearing that, I felt so upset.
She still remembered that I hated feeling pain the most.
She still remembered the night when I couldn't sleep because I was scared of getting a shot.
"Don't be afraid, Violet. I'm here. You won't feel pain in my arms. "
At that time, she protected me very well. Every corner of the furniture in the house was covered with adhesive plaster.
If I accidentally got injured, she would blame herself for a long time.
On my birthday, she would make a cake for me and say, "Happy birthday to my girl. May you live happily and healthily. "
At that time, I thought I would be the happiest person in the world.
But later, I knew that she was saying that to Wendy, my lost sister.
Compared to me, she loved Wendy more.
I thought if I didn't expose her lie, I would stay in this dream forever.
But with Wendy's return, my dream was cruelly shattered.
She took back all her love for me, using it to compensate Wendy.
Later, she said something that hurt me the most, "How I wish Violet were the one who got lost. "
But now she said I hated feeling pain the most.
It reminded me that she had loved me, even though I was just a substitute…
It had been a few days, and Wendy couldn't stand my mom like this anymore.
She said loudly, "Mom, what do you want? She's already dead. But we're still alive. Can't we have a happy life again?
"Even if she died outside, you wouldn't care. You said that, didn't you?"