The note on the table was gone, clearly my mom had seen the note I left for her.


    But there was no trace of having eaten.


    I quickly walked to the kitchen, and sure enough, the meal I had cooked was still warm in the pot.


    mom


    I helplessly said to my “Why aren’t you eating? It’s already thiste, aren’t you hungry?”


    My mother smiled faintly, but the smile seemed a bit broken no matter how you looked at it.


    She said, “I wanted to wait for you toe back and eat together.”


    I pursed my lips, didn’t say anything more, just silently reheated the cold. food.


    Thinking of my father’s recent cruelty, my eyes stung and tears uncontrobly streamed down.


    My mom suddenly appeared at the door and asked me, “Did you not go to look for your dad?”


    “No,” I quickly shook my head, turned away and wiped away the tears.


    My mom said again, “It’s fine not to go find him. I’ve figured it out. As long as I still have you and Quentin, it’s enough.”


    During this period, I just wanted to live happily and not think about those


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    upsetting things.


    So Ralda, don’t worry about your dad, just let him be.


    If he insisted on divorcing me, then let him be, I don’t care anymore.


    My mother’s ability to think like this is good, but I still feel a little sad and unwilling in my heart.


    I brought out the hot meal and smiled at her, saying, “Alright, these days I will take you around to have fun, rx, and we won’t think about him.


    anymore.”


    Anyway, I think Dad will regret it one day. When that timees, he wille back to ask for forgiveness. Mom, you can’t forgive him easily!


    “Okay.”


    My mother smiled at me, but I always felt that her smile looked very unreal, shattered and made me anxious.


    I couldn’t help but hug her and said, “Mom, I will always be with you.”


    “Okay, okay…” my mom lightly patted my back, murmuring, “I just dreamed about you and Quentin when you were kids, how nice it would. be if everything now is just a dream.”


    ording to my mother, I was also overwhelmed with sadness and my eyes welled up.


    I quickly changed the subject and took her to the table to eat.


    After dinner, I took her to the nearby park to rx.


    My mom told me not to tell Quentin about these bad things happening at


    home.


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    She said Quentin had finally met the girl he loved, and their rtionship was going well. These upsetting things would affect his mood.


    I thought about it, after all, telling Quentin wouldn’t help.


    He would at most do the same as me, go to my dad to settle the score.


    But what’s the use of that? It only makes this family rtionship more embarrassing and colder.


    I asked my mom if she had ever seen Quentin’s girlfriend.


    She said no.


    She said she had also let Quentin bring his girlfriend back to show them.


    Quentin had originally enthusiastically agreed, but then there were always some things that got in the way, so much so that my mom still doesn’t know what Quentin’s girlfriend looks like.


    The mystery and curiosity made me more eager to see what Quentin’s girlfriend looked like.


    So that night I called Quentin and asked him to bring his girlfriend over to have dinner with me and my mom.


    Quentin happily agreed.


    The next day, I took my mom to the market to buy groceries, and I also nned to pick out a gift for Quentin’s girlfriend.