Chapter 21 Chapter 21 The Unspeakable Secret
Now, my uneasiness has reached its highest point...well...if it's "our" uneasiness!
It looks like Hannah, Jess and I will all have to join the Low Self-Esteem Support Group, but the class will probably be canceled because there are no instructors willing to waste their time with marriage fiascos like us.Besides, the number of students in this class may be very small, because Hannah and Jess are still in the cold war!
I was so depressed that I changed the voice message on the answering machine that Lowy and I shared when we were out, from "We're not home right now" to "I'm having a crazy time, but please leave a message."
It can be helpful to take a deep breath when you're feeling down, but it depends on the situation!I'm starting to read Booker-awarded books now, so that if I die while reading one, at least I should still look a little brighter.
In early August, the bank seized Jesmy's house.Because she was too scared to get a divorce, she had to rent a small two-bedroom apartment with Stuart on Fenchila Road in the northern suburbs of London.And her precious Josh became lonely and autistic because of the sudden upheaval and embarrassment at home.From him, I saw what was called "The Sorrows of Young Werther", and Jess thought he must know someone, but he never said a word.
"Except for pulling out the lie detector, I have tried everything!" She confided to me that she was extremely anxious.
Because the kitchen in her house was dilapidated, she couldn't cook a good meal for him.I invited her back to buy some new furniture and kitchen utensils, "there are always some good bargains we can afford?"
"Oh, what a great idea!" Jess said sourly, "When my son won't dump me and my husband is blackmailed by Sylvia Plath, what I need is an extra stove!"
As for Hannah, the marriage is definitely not going to go on, and the real estate is also being processed.The end of her twenty-year marriage was in the files of the divorce law firm.A marriage that is like slowly navigating a luxury cruise ship, at least she has begun to change the course of the voyage.And her husband—the gentleman who had always guaranteed that his sperm could not swim into a woman's ovary without writing in writing—had moved in with the mother of his child.
Hannah felt embarrassed, and realized that her life was nothing but a mirage of feelings being exploited in the end.She has been forced to change her name and hide in another EU member state, and I really want to go with her!
The only issue left in my marriage with Lowe was the loan and the child caught between us.Because the news had leaked out, all the female friends shed tears of sympathy for me, but what they really thought was: Fortunately, I was the one who changed the marriage, not them.I felt like a rubber glove turned inside out, with all my privacy in the sun.
Roy has gone to Greece for vacation with Bianca, and her mind seems to be on our bank account. When I mention her now, I think of "bank account", and the shrinking bank account is equivalent to Roy's bank account. Yi's "sex passbook".
Apart from these bird things, everything is fine!very good!It could not be better!
During the summer vacation month, like a soldier suffering from war burnout, I slipped back to my mother's house for shelter.It was the only time in my adult life that I cuddled in my mother's arms and cried.I always complain that they didn't abuse me hard when I was a child, so that now I have no one to scold and vent, but of course the above is just a joke between me and the two elders in the family.
My kids don't have to worry about that because I'm about to "test" them.When I told the children that I had separated from Roy, they stared wide-eyed and looked at me in disbelief. The presumptuous and cold eyes in the past suddenly disappeared, and they looked like two frightened babies instead.
Jenny, who was already twelve years old, burst into tears. I carefully pulled her to sit on my lap and cared for her like an antique vase from the Ming Dynasty.How could I have decided to divorce so hastily?At this time, I was like a woman who deliberately teased a sex criminal, only to find out that she deserved to be sexually assaulted.
In order to divert the children's attention, I took them to the amusement park to play N times, either to play "Crazy Go to Spit", or to play "You're dizzy to vomit" rides, but these still failed to cheer them up. Extreme emotion.
My marriage storm must have been contagious!Because the end of summer is approaching, my parents also had a big fight.My mom keeps calling herself a computer widow, a studio widow and a golf widow, and she tells my dad that the reason he loves his computer so much is because he is a computer - hard to understand and never enough memory !
"It's good that you finally got rid of your husband!" My mother said to me once during dinner.In fact, I told my dad on purpose. "You should be so relieved not to have to act like 'he's so hot' in bed!"
But I still find Roy sexy.Roy is my backer, my lighthouse, and I miss his occasional warmth in the past.Whenever the phone rang, I frantically rushed to answer it, but it never came from him.
I heard from regulars and neighbors at the veterinary clinic that it no longer accepts stray animals, no longer offers free consultations to low-income households and senior citizens, and now only breeds purebred dogs.The neighbor said that every time he saw Lowe, he was holding a pair of poodle-specific shaving clippers in his hand. This kind of virtue is not suitable for sunny men at all.
Roy's previous rigorous medical training is now used to run this small workshop dedicated to masturbation of cats and dogs in heat (this is also a new definition of "stroking").The rest of the time he spends in counseling on "lost pets."The pain of losing a beloved pet is comparable to losing the other half-the bloody propaganda in the pamphlet was Bianca's idea.
no!That does not work!Just thinking about it drives me crazy!
When I returned to London with the children in early September, our Kilburn home looked dreary.Actually, I'm not much better off myself.I'm trying to make myself feel at home, and then I'm having a hard time acknowledging the fact that I'm really at home, damn it!
Just when I thought of Roy, he just realized that he also knew that when he came back to take the children to eat in a Chinese restaurant or take them to the movies, this feeling is very similar to visiting a doctor, pure form, treacherous atmosphere .The whole of September passed like this, and the children were checked out and returned like library books.
Later, when I returned to North Rose Hill Elementary School, it was almost time to prepare for the new semester, and the disaster began to have an astonishing lethality since then.Six months ago, I was tired of marriage, but now, in the panic of losing Roy, I have no support.
Without him, I would not be human.For a while I thought his obsession with Bianca would pass, but in October I had to face the brutal truth of being alone.It is even worse in the dead of night, when there is no one around, the silence is terrifying, and the excessively quiet buzzing sound lingers in my ears, lingering.Then, I'd sit in Roy's favorite chair, as if it felt like he was holding me on his lap.
I think it hurts his heart!I miss his hearty laugh, and his rough charm, but all I can do is hug his shirt and cry myself to sleep.I'm even starting to miss his critters, like the South American piranhas in the bathtub (kept as pets), the brooder in the cupboard full of snakes, and the living room walking around Go for the saber-toothed llama.
Even the sight of his pelota knee pads or accidentally stepping on his used peppermint dental floss was too much to bear.The worst night was when I went to his apartment (behind his clinic) to pick up some books and saw a pair of his jeans on the floor, with the legs at a 7:30 angle, as if he didn't want them anymore. pants.
It was as if the pain of being cut by a serrated knife tore me apart, and the movement of time was out of control. Two hours later, I climbed up the steps in front of my house in a daze, walked into the house, wrapped my hands around myself, and tried hard to suppress the flow of limbs and bones. pain.
I forced myself to sleep, but the nightmare kept coming.I am afraid of all the thoughts in my heart, and I am deeply afraid that if I am not careful, I will be crushed.Is it all my fault?I asked myself over and over again, holding rosary beads, each of which was counted countless times because of the difficulties I couldn't get through.Bitter regret lurked like a ghost in the unfathomable subconscious mind, punishing me.
I started listening to country and western music with light tunes and happy titles for each song.When I’m not listening to music, I put on my slippers, put on a thick woolen hooded coat and loose pajama pants, hang out and wander around, and then grab a few bottles of wine and go home.
I also started cooking with wine - but forgot to put the ingredients in it.Putting the shochu into the throat and letting the scorching heat spread throughout the body is the only way to calm the chaos in the heart.Sometimes I wake up in the morning with a hangover from the night before, and then I'm scrambling to pull out the few remaining cells in my brain and keep them awake with caffeine so I can get to school on time.
The candidate for the vice-principal will be announced in November, and Padida's sycophant skills are on full display at this time!I have already received one warning, and it seems that the second warning is about to appear, especially under the premise of lack of sleep and emotional instability, I am really unable to fight against the overbearing and unreasonable parents at my best.
"My daughter is a member of the choir. When I go to see the choir perform, can my daughter sing solo?"
"Uh... that's the choir, everyone singing together."
"That won't work."
"Seriously, do you know what's wrong? It's the way you push Lily! Your daughter is already the top student in the class, but you still ask her to do more homework during the holidays and give her more torture, so she You will regress. Mr. Farber, you are the real loser! In the eyes of overly aggressive parents, the baby genius is just a little baby crawling on the ground!"
If the school doesn't expel me after this incident, I'll let him go.
I have a hunch that nothing good will happen in the past two weeks!Sure enough, I got a second warning the next day.
Shi Gao asked me to come to his office. As soon as the door closed, he smiled arrogantly, "Maybe you are the most preferred candidate for the vice principal by the board of directors, and a good baby in the eyes of the school inspector, but you will only make me I don’t even want to recommend you. Thank you so much! Teacher O’Connor.” His tone was as gentle as that of a kindergarten teacher, and his hypocrisy made me want to vomit.
I tried to convince myself that this kind of treatment was much better than I imagined, and it was a little worse. Maybe I would go to Robert Mugabe's beauty school or Gary Garrett's tryst school to teach.Although I comforted myself like this, I couldn't hide my depression.
If it wasn't for Jess and Hannah, I would have found time to get really drunk.One of the best things about having a best friend is having someone to wake you up when you forget who you are.As long as I don't answer Jess' phone call, she will run like hell and slam into the door of my house with all her strength until I open it.
Seeing two Jiesi appear in front of me, I blinked my drunken eyes indiscriminately, and the two Jiesi turned back into one.
"Sweetheart, you should answer my phone once in a while! It's not bad to take the phone call as a pastime other than watching albums during the day!" Jess couldn't help preaching, "You look terrible! Where did you go? ?”
"Oh, of course I'm going to attend the 'Pistachio Exchange Meeting'!" I replied sourly.
"Oh, I'm not as happy as you." Jess sighed dejectedly, "The apartment I live in now... well... luckily, Stuart seldom stays there, I can hear it through the wall What is the next door doing? I can even hear the downstairs resident two floors away from me flushing the toilet, and I can’t help but reach for the roll of toilet paper! Neighbors are talking, playing charades or arguing, and I can Go on. Yesterday I heard someone propose and I answered 'I do' for them!"
"That girl is so lucky!" I said listlessly, looking like I was about to cry.
"Are you joking?"
I shrugged sullenly, "Jess, I was born to be married, I don't know how to pretend I don't care. It's okay if you want me to sleep in bunk beds, really. I'm really miserable and self-willed." , I am very angry that I forced Roy away, I should never have dragged him into marriage counseling."
"Isn't it? It's all Hannah's fault! She's the one who broke your marriage, you're just showing love," Jess said.Then she comforted my wounded heart in the way she knows best.
She cooks herself, making lasagne bolognese, curry, and goulash. She packs these dishes in Tupperware containers and puts them in the freezer for dinner for the children.She also took a spoon and fed me chicken soup, which was the recipe she wrote to Hannah. After eating the hot soup, I felt as if wings grew from my back and gradually grew.
When Jess isn't cooking, Hannah helps me with the housework.
Hannah, who has always been well-dressed, now has a hip-hop disheveled hair on her head, and her clothes are stained with food sauce.
“Pascal said he was overwhelmed by living with a strong woman who was more capable than him.” She reported the latest news, battling a laundry hamper piled as high as Mount Everest. "He said it made him depressed, but having a baby with Shaona, his depression disappeared immediately. What he meant was that after he thought about it, it proved that I was responsible for everything. Here, take Go..." The iron hissed furiously, and she handed me a stack of laundry and told me to separate the pure whites from the colored ones.
I really wanted to be welded on the sofa for the rest of my life and never get up, but Hannah threatened me that if I didn't get up again, she would dig up my soft bones with an oxyacetylene torch.
"He also said that being a househusband is very painful. Not only is a man's self-confidence completely destroyed, but his self-esteem is also destroyed. To put it bluntly, this kind of man is no different from a woman. He said that he only feels that he has sex with Shaona. Live like a man again."
"Pascal has so many chips on his shoulders that he can open a casino. There are so many excuses." I said disdainfully. "But what about the kids?" I asked, rummaging through the pockets of my Jenny jeans for any forgotten tissues, a must before washing. "I thought he'd say his sperm was a dull couch potato that couldn't swim!"
"The truth is worse!" Hannah was so angry that the top of her head was smoking, and she ironed the clothes vigorously, and the iron sprayed out bursts of steam, "Now they 'have' again!"
As soon as these words came out, it took a while for the storm to subside. "what!?"
"I am forty-four years old, and my eggs are cooked!"
"But...but I thought you didn't want children!"
"That's because he doesn't want it! Although I said I won't have children in this life, somehow people still ask. Casey, I feel like I'm being judged every day." Hannah became more and more furious, angry I was blushing and sweating, "I don't know what is worse, is being ruthlessly criticized by others, so I simply don't have children; or letting others know that I pretended not to have children, purely to make my husband happy, but he To have sex with a woman younger than me, and cause an unbearable wave of sympathy? Pascal also used the word 'equal property', which means that he intends to force me to pay him a large amount of living expenses. "
"So, he wants your money? Oh, it's driving me crazy to hear that! Divorced women have to raise children and support their families, so they should be paid for living expenses!" I said angrily, " But Pascal did it all! What thirty-five hours a week? He works thirty-five hours 'a year'!"
“He insisted that my career was so successful because he supported me emotionally. He also said that I ruined his life so half of the property was fair to him. He also forced me to sell my favorite paintings. !"
"Hannah, he's worse than a cockroach! I mean, Pascal's behavior is not to use the refrigerator as a cover to sneak out from under, but to carry the refrigerator on his back and blatantly move it out of the kitchen."
"You'll be facing the same kind of financial problems soon, aboard the 'Titanic' like I did, thanks to Jesmy Jatin!"
Hannah was adamant that it was Jess who was prodding me and stirring up my emotions, like someone who pissed off the chef, created anxiety, and dragged everyone down.
"Cathy, she cut a knife in your life. You didn't inflict this wound. It was Jasmine Jardin's fault! She's a marriage killer!"
All I know is that I lost my husband, my orgasm, my heart, and then it was almost my turn to work.I really want to make a difference in this world, but I feel like I'm fading away...
Throughout October and November, our life time bombs are counting down.The big event that happened next is comparable to the plot that only happens in the TV series, completely unexpected.
As for Hannah and Jess, they were exhausted since the last showdown and avoided each other.The three of us are constantly intertwined in slow motion in the intricate emotions.
On a sunny autumn morning as crisp and sweet as a Granny Smith apple, the three of us finally met unexpectedly.
Sunday is my weekly routine of doing chores and homework, and the kids go out and play single-handed racing with Roy.I went for a morning jog in the Hamp before work and was out of breath.There was heat on the ground, and the sun shone on the withered red leaves, shining on them. In the mottled autumn forest, the leaves fell on me, and I felt much better.
The weather is really nice and I'm not the only one willing to throw off my pajamas and get out for a walk.At our favorite coffee shop on Hamp Street, I ran into Hannah and soon heard Jess's voice.
"Look at us!" Jess exclaimed, taking off her gloves and hat as she spoke, "Everyone is back to the 'single meat market', just like in college. Love can only be described with dirty words, marriage equals love , sanitary clothes are equal to having sex, now we are all 'freed', great!"
Hannah just groaned.My two good sisters, now even talk like wrestlers for a long time.
"If my husband runs away with another woman, the best revenge is to give him to her! Remember Lot's wife in the Bible? She ignored the angel's warning when she fled, and looked back at the city of Sodom. As a result, Become a pillar of salt. Don't follow in her footsteps!" Jess briskly walked to the counter and ordered a low-fat latte.When she returned to our table, she picked up the cell phone I put on the table and started searching the dialing records.
"Why do you have a record of ten calls to Roy in an hour in your mobile phone?"
"It must have been called by the kids." I lied, even though I had wiped my fingerprints off the redial button long ago.
Roy's phone has rang N times, but he never answered.He must be like a rare striped finch now, being stared at all day long, wearing ice skates or inline skates, being dragged by Bianca with a rope, and then in order to find out Bian's erogenous zone, tired Like a collapsing cow.He's like the dainty poodle he now lives on, and Bianca keeps him on a very short leather leash.
"Understood." Jess said, angrily handing the phone back to me.She looked over Hannah's shoulder and saw that she had circled somewhere in the newspaper, "Taurus? That's Pascal's sign! You said he was going to marry Shauna and was reading that bastard's horoscope ?”
When Hannah heard the news that Pascal was about to remarry, she burst into tears again.If I were her, I'd drive a hearse straight into the wedding venue, with a black veil on my head, a branding iron in hand, and stab the bride in the heart.
Then Jess started her tirade as usual, always talking about trying to find a husband, just in case she was old and couldn't find a bad boy to play with, until Hannah interrupted her, saying that there was an important news to be announced, Jess Sicai stopped.
"Stop preaching to me! I've followed your suggestion to find a little lover." Her words flickered, "It's good to let you know."
Jess accidentally spilled the coffee on the floor, "Really? When did it start?" She asked eagerly.
Hannah answered in a slightly ambiguous, confusing way, "Oh, it's been a while."
"That's right! Sweetheart," Jie Si was even more excited than hearing "a small gift for every purchase", "tell me! Who is he?"
"I won't tell if I kill you." Hannah replied coldly.
She drank the coffee in one gulp, got up and walked outside.Of course we went after it.
"How old is he?" Jess asked, buttoning up her coat.
Hannah's blush showed her evasive attitude, "Just be young."
"Oh! Come on! Baby Deedy's really fun, you can train them to be like 'Pemalon' and make him crazy about you." Jess said enthusiastically, putting on the gloves, " How old is he? Please, make us jealous!"
"Okay! He's a student at art school."
Jess clenched her fist and pushed her elbow back hard, "Yes! Are you a student? Hannah, I told you to find a young boy, not to adopt him!" She laughed, "Said Come on! What did you say to people? 'You are such a naughty little boy, come to my room!'" She began to dance around Hannah, "He has a cosmic glow plastered on the ceiling Is it a planetary map? Will he play tricks on your bed?"
Jess stopped abruptly and rushed into the drugstore, and came out stuffing Hannah with what she called her "one-night-stand kit"—lipstick-shaped condoms, a toothbrush, and A pair of sunglasses, which she joked was for "a shy morning workout".
The sky was getting dark, and a drizzle wet our faces, washing away my regained peace.I'm happy for Hannah who found a way to soothe her mind and make herself happy, but as fate would have it, I'm more of a nuisance than a vexatist.
The next day, I was late for work and found two school inspectors in the staff room making an unannounced visit.Apparently, they were here to do the evaluation report for the last teaching inspection.Shi Gao was singing about the teacher's comment that got the highest score, and I slipped to the back of the lounge at the same time.
"...a teacher who is committed to throwing away the traditional stereotypes and shackles of the system, and insists on teaching with new macro thinking..."
Listening to his deadpan statement, I made myself a cup of tea, careful not to touch the wet teaspoon with the brown sugar in the sugar bowl, and the used teabag lying like a dead mouse on the edge of the drainboard.I added a "bump" of milk, and there was a plop (yes, the milk here is always in a state of almost curdling), the tea bag wire hangs randomly on the rim of the cup, and I held the cup and drank the teak-colored tea .It was precisely because I was so focused on making tea that I was able to calm down and realized that my headmaster's big mouth was drooling and praising Padida.
"Padida?" I murmured, unable to believe my ears, "she's good at teaching?" What's the old guy talking about?
"Possess excellent acuity, use innovative and unique teaching methods to teach students according to their talents, and know how to improve the level of each teaching link." His double chin is like a pile of fat, which looks like a chin There were several pancakes hanging. "She said that her teaching strategy is to continue to meet yesterday's challenges tomorrow!"
I startled, head up and back, like a rattlesnake startled by a mirror.
Isn't that my teaching goal! ?I felt like the heroine in a horror movie, out in the middle of nowhere, with my car running out of gas, so I had to get out of the car and walk to get help.
"That's what I came up with!" I yelled out in shock, "You plagiarized! She plagiarized!" Immediately, everyone's eyes turned to me, "You want me to write a bunch of shit in the teaching report, and then Then steal what I have worked so hard to come up with! You liar!"
"Mr. O'Connor, can we talk about this later in my office?" Shi Gao's knotted eyebrows revealed a murderous look of intimidation.He leaned close to the superintendent's ear, "She has been involved in personal affairs recently, and her husband ran away with her!" He told my secret, and I felt like vomiting when I heard his hypocritical sympathy.
"But that's what I came up with!" I repeated to everyone present, but no one threw me off, they didn't even look at me.
Padida made me look like a dog who looks down on people and eats people without spit out bones. She should really be asked to play a vampire!
"I don't know what she's talking about!"
This despicable woman has a fake smile!
"Can't you just congratulate Padida in a nice voice? You can't see her well?" Shi Gao was still stubborn.
"I just hope she's on the plane that's about to crash into the Atlantic!"
Shi Hao's nose twitched, his face was distorted and deformed, and he was extremely ugly.
"Okay, we thank Mr. Pan De for conceiving an innovative teaching method and implementing it. We also thank our inspector for bringing this exciting evaluation report." With the end of his flattery, the meeting came to an end. "Ms. Pan De, can I trouble you to send our distinguished guests to the school gate?"
After the people in the faculty lounge had almost left, Shi Gao turned to me, and squeezed out his one hundred and one lines through gritted teeth: "Come to my office! Now!"
At this moment, all I can think of is that he will ask me to write a hundred times as a penalty "I will definitely stop attacking and slandering Padida".I completely underestimated her determination to win, I deserve it!
"But that's my motto, she copied it from me!" I defended again.At this point, he closed the door behind us.
The brows on my boss's forehead are huddled with extreme sullenness - the man really needs some brow mousse!I thought he would get mad at first, but unexpectedly he said with a sneer: "Falsely accuse colleagues of plagiarism, and lose the school's face in front of the inspector, I think, this time you can definitely swallow the third warning! I will write a signature immediately. to the Board of Directors."
I walked back to the staff room in a daze, and stood in front of the bulletin board, staring at the yellowed leaflets and the childish words I collected from the children, such as: The people who molested were people who lived in the Philippines.Although it is quite rude, it is innocent and cute!
Three warnings and I'm struck out!My life check was bounced!Can't teach, what else can I do?I dare not think at all.The two best choices, cleaning women and cleaning toilets, were not mentioned by the employment counselors at the beginning.
Teaching is my calling!I re-read the card that the students wrote to me that day, and I had mixed feelings, moved and sad.I don't understand, was I cursed by the gypsies when I was born?
After school, I went to see Jess for a little reassurance, but she didn't seem any better than me.
"I have been mentally abused by my husband!" Jie Si said with a dull tone.
We each trudged down the aisles of the supermarket with our members-only shopping carts for our weekly grocery shopping routine.
"My son is mysterious all day long and has become very lonely. I don't have half a dime on me, and I have reached the point where I have used plastic surgery funds. Here, look," she picked up her blue-gray handbag, "so miserable Only fake Prada. And... I broke up with Billy Boston!"
She emphasized that the reason why the relationship ended in tragedy was because he was unwilling to remove the tattoo of the word "Xuelin" on his arm.
"He actually asked me to change my name to Xuelin, saying that this way I wouldn't have to suffer from laser tattoos. Do you believe it?" She laughed like crazy.
Stuart completely ruined a woman's last hope, she was tired and lost!
Taking out a piece of tissue, Jess blew her nose, then pulled herself together, trying to shake off the restlessness in her heart.
"We need to have some fun." We just made it to the frozen food section, she announced solemnly, "I mean, at least one of the three of us has found happiness. If she's not going to share it with us, we'll have to 'step in' Her life 'Nah!"
Jess' wishful thinking is to follow Hannah.She has kept her little boyfriend from being exposed, why is she so mysterious?How annoying!The more it is kept from us, the more curious we become.
We sat outside Hannah's house, proudly pouring down the whole bottle of cooking wine, chattering excitedly like two young girls.Looks like I've run out of ice cream in the trunk!
"Look there! I see them!" Jess screamed in excitement as the light came on in Hannah's room. "I'm so glad she's finally listening to me."
We laughed so hard that it took me a while to realize that Jess's laugh had shifted, like a lost kitten.
"Jess?" I glanced at her, not knowing what was wrong with her.Her smile was twisted and looked weird.It's the kind of smile that's perfect for when you're sitting in a corner humming and braiding your hair.
"What did you see?" I asked eagerly.
She wanted to answer me very much, but she just opened her mouth and couldn't speak.
I looked in the direction of Hannah's room, but all I could see was the cratered, oversized golf-ball-shaped moon looming high above the house.
Jess slumped back to the car with a bang, her face was stunned and dazed, her eyes were empty, and her eyes were wide open like light bulbs.She was muttering something, it sounded like a flat tire, but from the faint voice, I should have heard the word "Josh".
"What?" My face started to heat up, and my expression became more confused.
"It's my son!"
I felt like I was stepping into the second act of a Greek tragedy and I missed the first act where the story was laid out, "Josh?"
After that, I didn't hear anything, because the atmosphere of the scene was already occupied by my sister Tao's crying, and I couldn't hear anything else.
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