The end of a story means the beginning of another story. In life, stories are connected one by one. Some stories are wonderful, some are ordinary, but no matter what kind of story, they are an unforgettable experience in life. This story belongs only to you. You are the protagonist of this story, so you can only interpret it yourself.
The days after the Internet cafe incident were still very ordinary. I spent most of my time studying to divert my mental power, which made my grades improve by leaps and bounds.
In a blink of an eye, I reached my second year of high school, my experience has improved, and my understanding of outlook on life and values has changed. I have learned to be self-disciplined and calm, no longer ostentatious, and know how to control my desires. I understand that when things happen, you must consider clearly and not be reckless.
I think this is the necessary experience and understanding for human growth. Some people are innate. Some people are acquired. Needless to say, they can be seen from childhood.
There are two types of acquired ones. One is the growth type. You will naturally understand it as you grow up. The other is the cultivation type that you will only appreciate when you encounter major events.
I am the type that I naturally understand as I get older. This is all thanks to my passion for reading and imitation. I have said before that I like anything with words. I can read it no matter what it is. Sometimes I read it repeatedly. Every time I have new opinions and understandings.
I can't say that my understanding is correct, but I'm always moving forward on the right path
What happened in the second semester of my second year of high school was the beginning of my story later. I moved. How do you say this?
I said before that I live with my grandparents, but I live in a small room myself. My father, stepmother and younger brother live next door to me. The whole family lives in the same yard.
Although I live in the same yard, I don’t have much contact with my stepmother. When I was young, I didn’t like to talk much. I didn’t know what to say when I looked at her. I guess she looked at me the same way, so we almost didn’t communicate.
As we grow older, we have more conversations before, but only a few words. She won't ask more, I won't say more, I won't ask more, I won't ask more, let alone she won't say more
My stepmother and I are in two different worlds in the same space
I mentioned moving is when I moved with my father, stepmother and younger brother.
Because my father bought a building, in our city, buying a building was definitely a reflection of his financial strength. This is also due to my father's hard work and practicality. In order to reflect the harmony of his family, I moved to a new building with them.
My house has a large and spacious building. At that time, it didn’t seem like it has a common area like it is now. The 100 square meters I bought at that time was a real 100 square meters.
The floor is the sixth floor, the top floor, and the right hand is a large living room of 30 square meters, with a balcony of full sun. It is very warm in winter and hotter in summer.
On the left side is the kitchen, with an area of ten square meters. When you walk through the kitchen, you are a cold balcony. Why is it called a cold balcony? In the northeast, there is usually a cold balcony at home. This balcony rarely sees sunshine all year round. It stores some vegetables in summer and refrigerate the frozen goods directly in winter. The effect is the same as the refrigerator.
Opposite the door is the bathroom, which is about ten square meters. The bathroom entrance is a sink, facing the washing machine, and further inside is a two-meter-wide bathtub
The bathrooms are all bedrooms on the left and right, the master bedroom is on the right hand, the second bedroom is on the left hand, the master bedroom is 30 square meters, and the second bedroom is 20 square meters.
All in all, they are relatively large, and they live more comfortably
I sleep in the same room with my brother, and we two sleep in a big double bed. Here I will briefly introduce my brother. He was born by my father and stepmother. He is three years younger than me and has a good relationship with me. He is now in the fourth year of junior high school and is about to graduate from junior high school.
I am quite happy to move to a new building. This can satisfy my vanity at that time and make me feel very proud.
Don't laugh at me, the desire to compete at all times, and I'm the same
Life has not changed much after living with my stepmother. I get up early to go to school every day, and so is my younger brother. My father gets up earlier than us to go to the cargo yard. He is in the transportation business. It is very hard to go out early and come back late every day.
My stepmother never makes breakfast for us. My brother and I went to the bun shop downstairs to buy food.
I still ate lunch and dinner at school as usual. After evening study, I got home almost nine o'clock. I cleaned up and washed up. I basically went to bed after reading a book.
So I rarely meet with my stepmother, and I can only see it during holidays and monthly holidays in school. During holidays, I usually take my house with me or go out to play. We also have the same communication style as before.
I used to live with myself, but now I live with my younger brother and I am not used to living. For example, I like reading books and read very quietly
On the contrary, my brother is very fond of moving, and he almost never feels quiet.
And I can't watch my pornographic films, so I can only find him when he is not at home.
Life is just like a simple life, without passion or excitement. It is almost like a walking clock, and can only walk in circles.
My grades in the final exam of the second year of high school are good. According to the scores this time, I am expected to have a good second-grade table. Just when I was happy to spend a happy summer vacation, suddenly my brother's decision made a slight turmoil in our ordinary family.
This is the thing. My brother did not get into high school after graduating from the fourth year of junior high school. His family planned to let him continue his studies at his own expense, but he didn't want to do anything.
He has never liked to study since he was a child, and he went to school just to be a mess. He didn't want to read it again until the fourth year of the Chinese New Year, and wanted to play at home for a year
His idea is absolutely impossible to realize in my family. Although my family’s current financial conditions are OK, I cannot agree with his idea for his future. The family’s consideration is that it is OK if you don’t want to go to school, but you must go out to learn a craft and cannot play at home.
Because he has a group of children and doesn't plan to go to school. If they play together for a year, then his heart may be gone. Once he develops some bad habits, it will be difficult to say that his future path will be
Everyone in our family began to teach in turn, and I, the older brother, must be obliged to be a man.
For this reason, my stepmother chatted with me for a long time, hoping that I can persuade him and enlighten him well, and hope that he can understand some truths
Understand that life is not easy, don’t lose your future because of playing. There is still time to play in the future. If you don’t have a career or a stable foundation, everything else is empty talk, etc.
In my impression, this is the most common thing she said to me. Basically, she is saying that I am listening. I nodded from time to time and said yes
I have different feelings about my stepmother at different ages
When I was young, I didn't like her very much. I could say that I hated her because I thought it was her who took away my family and destroyed the happiness I should have. This is also the reason why I was unwilling to speak when I was a child.
When I was a teenager, I could no longer say that I was so disgusted with her, but I didn’t like her either. At that time, I thought I was me, she was her, and I just wanted to be happy myself, and I didn’t have to worry about her. So during that period, I basically ignored her. It can be said that I couldn’t remember even if others didn’t mention it.
A little bigger is what I feel now, because I already belong to the category of adulthood, and I understand the family's shortcomings and accept the existing reality. I understand that to maintain the stability of a family, I must handle the relationship between family members and understand the important role of a family in society. If there is no stable family, it is almost like living in purgatory, so I basically accept her.
But the silence over the years is not so easy to break. No matter how you agree, I think she and I are still far away from each other and will never be able to become a real family.
My brother listened to me more, and I also told him a lot according to my stepmother’s request, basically saying the big truth.
I mentioned the topic while my family was having supper. I was the main speaker that day, and my father and stepmother were helping each other.
Afterwards, my brother agreed to the family's request and went to another place to join my aunt who was doing business.
Soon my father bought a train ticket for my younger brother. I think my father was afraid that he would regret it. After that conversation, my younger brother boarded the train far away.
When we were sent to the station, our whole family went there. The stepmother cried like a tearful person. She told her brother to study hard and be obedient, while wiping her eyes.
I know that my younger brother is far superior to others in her heart. I have been feeling since I was a child that the most important thing in my stepmother’s heart is herself and her younger brother. Her selfishness is also an important reason why I hate her.
Looking at the train going away, my thoughts were empty. I don’t know what I thought at that time. A train is a distance.
My brother is gone, my vacation has officially begun
Because of my brother's affairs, my family has been struggling for more than ten days, but it's not bad. Now I'm the only one at home, and I have the double bed alone.
My happy days have begun. I can read books and movies without worries, and I can also masturbate without worries.
In the first few days, I can only describe it as being so excited. Sorry, my friends, my hot spot is relatively low and I like to be alone, so once I am alone, I will be so excited
The days after the Internet cafe incident were still very ordinary. I spent most of my time studying to divert my mental power, which made my grades improve by leaps and bounds.
In a blink of an eye, I reached my second year of high school, my experience has improved, and my understanding of outlook on life and values has changed. I have learned to be self-disciplined and calm, no longer ostentatious, and know how to control my desires. I understand that when things happen, you must consider clearly and not be reckless.
I think this is the necessary experience and understanding for human growth. Some people are innate. Some people are acquired. Needless to say, they can be seen from childhood.
There are two types of acquired ones. One is the growth type. You will naturally understand it as you grow up. The other is the cultivation type that you will only appreciate when you encounter major events.
I am the type that I naturally understand as I get older. This is all thanks to my passion for reading and imitation. I have said before that I like anything with words. I can read it no matter what it is. Sometimes I read it repeatedly. Every time I have new opinions and understandings.
I can't say that my understanding is correct, but I'm always moving forward on the right path
What happened in the second semester of my second year of high school was the beginning of my story later. I moved. How do you say this?
I said before that I live with my grandparents, but I live in a small room myself. My father, stepmother and younger brother live next door to me. The whole family lives in the same yard.
Although I live in the same yard, I don’t have much contact with my stepmother. When I was young, I didn’t like to talk much. I didn’t know what to say when I looked at her. I guess she looked at me the same way, so we almost didn’t communicate.
As we grow older, we have more conversations before, but only a few words. She won't ask more, I won't say more, I won't ask more, I won't ask more, let alone she won't say more
My stepmother and I are in two different worlds in the same space
I mentioned moving is when I moved with my father, stepmother and younger brother.
Because my father bought a building, in our city, buying a building was definitely a reflection of his financial strength. This is also due to my father's hard work and practicality. In order to reflect the harmony of his family, I moved to a new building with them.
My house has a large and spacious building. At that time, it didn’t seem like it has a common area like it is now. The 100 square meters I bought at that time was a real 100 square meters.
The floor is the sixth floor, the top floor, and the right hand is a large living room of 30 square meters, with a balcony of full sun. It is very warm in winter and hotter in summer.
On the left side is the kitchen, with an area of ten square meters. When you walk through the kitchen, you are a cold balcony. Why is it called a cold balcony? In the northeast, there is usually a cold balcony at home. This balcony rarely sees sunshine all year round. It stores some vegetables in summer and refrigerate the frozen goods directly in winter. The effect is the same as the refrigerator.
Opposite the door is the bathroom, which is about ten square meters. The bathroom entrance is a sink, facing the washing machine, and further inside is a two-meter-wide bathtub
The bathrooms are all bedrooms on the left and right, the master bedroom is on the right hand, the second bedroom is on the left hand, the master bedroom is 30 square meters, and the second bedroom is 20 square meters.
All in all, they are relatively large, and they live more comfortably
I sleep in the same room with my brother, and we two sleep in a big double bed. Here I will briefly introduce my brother. He was born by my father and stepmother. He is three years younger than me and has a good relationship with me. He is now in the fourth year of junior high school and is about to graduate from junior high school.
I am quite happy to move to a new building. This can satisfy my vanity at that time and make me feel very proud.
Don't laugh at me, the desire to compete at all times, and I'm the same
Life has not changed much after living with my stepmother. I get up early to go to school every day, and so is my younger brother. My father gets up earlier than us to go to the cargo yard. He is in the transportation business. It is very hard to go out early and come back late every day.
My stepmother never makes breakfast for us. My brother and I went to the bun shop downstairs to buy food.
I still ate lunch and dinner at school as usual. After evening study, I got home almost nine o'clock. I cleaned up and washed up. I basically went to bed after reading a book.
So I rarely meet with my stepmother, and I can only see it during holidays and monthly holidays in school. During holidays, I usually take my house with me or go out to play. We also have the same communication style as before.
I used to live with myself, but now I live with my younger brother and I am not used to living. For example, I like reading books and read very quietly
On the contrary, my brother is very fond of moving, and he almost never feels quiet.
And I can't watch my pornographic films, so I can only find him when he is not at home.
Life is just like a simple life, without passion or excitement. It is almost like a walking clock, and can only walk in circles.
My grades in the final exam of the second year of high school are good. According to the scores this time, I am expected to have a good second-grade table. Just when I was happy to spend a happy summer vacation, suddenly my brother's decision made a slight turmoil in our ordinary family.
This is the thing. My brother did not get into high school after graduating from the fourth year of junior high school. His family planned to let him continue his studies at his own expense, but he didn't want to do anything.
He has never liked to study since he was a child, and he went to school just to be a mess. He didn't want to read it again until the fourth year of the Chinese New Year, and wanted to play at home for a year
His idea is absolutely impossible to realize in my family. Although my family’s current financial conditions are OK, I cannot agree with his idea for his future. The family’s consideration is that it is OK if you don’t want to go to school, but you must go out to learn a craft and cannot play at home.
Because he has a group of children and doesn't plan to go to school. If they play together for a year, then his heart may be gone. Once he develops some bad habits, it will be difficult to say that his future path will be
Everyone in our family began to teach in turn, and I, the older brother, must be obliged to be a man.
For this reason, my stepmother chatted with me for a long time, hoping that I can persuade him and enlighten him well, and hope that he can understand some truths
Understand that life is not easy, don’t lose your future because of playing. There is still time to play in the future. If you don’t have a career or a stable foundation, everything else is empty talk, etc.
In my impression, this is the most common thing she said to me. Basically, she is saying that I am listening. I nodded from time to time and said yes
I have different feelings about my stepmother at different ages
When I was young, I didn't like her very much. I could say that I hated her because I thought it was her who took away my family and destroyed the happiness I should have. This is also the reason why I was unwilling to speak when I was a child.
When I was a teenager, I could no longer say that I was so disgusted with her, but I didn’t like her either. At that time, I thought I was me, she was her, and I just wanted to be happy myself, and I didn’t have to worry about her. So during that period, I basically ignored her. It can be said that I couldn’t remember even if others didn’t mention it.
A little bigger is what I feel now, because I already belong to the category of adulthood, and I understand the family's shortcomings and accept the existing reality. I understand that to maintain the stability of a family, I must handle the relationship between family members and understand the important role of a family in society. If there is no stable family, it is almost like living in purgatory, so I basically accept her.
But the silence over the years is not so easy to break. No matter how you agree, I think she and I are still far away from each other and will never be able to become a real family.
My brother listened to me more, and I also told him a lot according to my stepmother’s request, basically saying the big truth.
I mentioned the topic while my family was having supper. I was the main speaker that day, and my father and stepmother were helping each other.
Afterwards, my brother agreed to the family's request and went to another place to join my aunt who was doing business.
Soon my father bought a train ticket for my younger brother. I think my father was afraid that he would regret it. After that conversation, my younger brother boarded the train far away.
When we were sent to the station, our whole family went there. The stepmother cried like a tearful person. She told her brother to study hard and be obedient, while wiping her eyes.
I know that my younger brother is far superior to others in her heart. I have been feeling since I was a child that the most important thing in my stepmother’s heart is herself and her younger brother. Her selfishness is also an important reason why I hate her.
Looking at the train going away, my thoughts were empty. I don’t know what I thought at that time. A train is a distance.
My brother is gone, my vacation has officially begun
Because of my brother's affairs, my family has been struggling for more than ten days, but it's not bad. Now I'm the only one at home, and I have the double bed alone.
My happy days have begun. I can read books and movies without worries, and I can also masturbate without worries.
In the first few days, I can only describe it as being so excited. Sorry, my friends, my hot spot is relatively low and I like to be alone, so once I am alone, I will be so excited
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