Chapter 14 never come back (2)

At night, after his parents had gone to bed, Onsen closed the door of his small room and wrote a diary.In the dead of night, with the curtains drawn in the small room and only a small desk lamp lit, the world becomes small and safe.Spa wrote: Erhong is so fucking cute and suggested I go to DC.I dare say she said it unintentionally, but all the members of our family thought of prostitutes, they must have thought of prostitutes, their expressions were very clear, as if they had been greatly insulted.But it is an objective fact that beauty is important to both women and men.It's ridiculous that my mother pretends to be an innocent girl, oh, my parents.Now it is the 1980s, and reform and opening up are everywhere, and they don't know which era they are staying in.

I really regret that I didn't work hard when I was studying. If I was admitted to university, wouldn't I fly out of this house?The endless waiting list is really unbearable.An eighteen-year-old girl can only wear a cotton dress made by her mother, and she is not allowed to wear a lace sponge bra. You are already an adult, but they all treat you like a child.Everyone can criticize you, but you have no strength or courage to resist, because you have no career and financial income.FUCK FUCK FUCK! I look forward to changes in this world every day, even wars, plagues, car accidents, and earthquakes.I hated my mother's job and was afraid of blood, as long as I wasn't a nurse; I could do anything, even a whore.Although I have never been in a relationship, I am not interested in ordinary men; although I hate dirty things, I can make a good career.As long as I can leave this house and make me an independent person, I will die.

After finishing writing, Onsen happily threw away the pen, poured it on her bed, and stared at the vast sky through the ceiling. When I woke up, it was already two o'clock in the morning.Onsen tore this page from the diary.In the moonlight, Onsen read it again.Then it was torn apart one by one.There is a diary in the hot spring, but there is not a single page of the diary in it, and there are only thick burrs with the page numbers torn off.She has nowhere to hide her diary.This is not her home.No matter how carefully she hides it, her parents will sniff it out and peep.A mother would go mad if she saw her tidy daughter writing such a wild diary.

Onsen wrapped the fragments of the diary in a handkerchief, and walked barefoot across the living room to the balcony.She shook off the handkerchief, and the shards scattered in the night air.When the sun rises, the cleaners will sweep the paper scraps from the road.Even if the sweeping is not so thorough, the parents step on a certain piece at work, and they will never think that it is the diary where the daughter reveals her inner secrets. The hot spring stood quietly on the balcony, shedding her youthful and restless tears silently. That's when things happened.This day was June 25, 1984, in the early hours of Sunday morning, and the Wen family had just spent a turbulent Saturday.So the spa will always remember what happened from this Saturday dinner to the early hours of Sunday.Her fate took an unexpected turn on this day.