23-08-2025, 04:44 PM
(This post was last modified: 23-08-2025, 04:51 PM by Penetration. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
Mom came down last, and her eyes were filled with an indescribable smell, a bit like... the expressions of European women in the oil paintings in the living room, and her face was rosy and tender, like a ripe peach.
However, the mother who came down did not look at Sam, nor did she get close to him. Instead, she kept talking next to his father, and even joked that his father was drunk last night, and Sam would talk to him from time to time.
After breakfast, Sam said we should go home first and he was going to return the keys.
The business car that picked us up at our door yesterday was still parked outside the villa. After getting in the car, we headed back home.
In the car, my father sat in the passenger seat and chatted with the driver. My mother and I sat in the back seat. My mother said nothing after getting in the car. Just like yesterday, she leaned on the back seat and stared out the window in a daze. I squinted my eyes sideways. From time to time, I looked at my mother. Her beautiful face looked white and pink under the sunlight, but she seemed a little tired. Her eyelids were drooped and her eyes were in a trance.
I always feel like my mother has something on her mind. I feel an inexplicable pain in my heart. Is it because of Sam?
After returning home, my mother opened the car door and got out. I bent down and put my hands on the sofa in the back seat to get out of where my mother was sitting. However, my hands felt that the place where my mother was sitting was a little moist and hot, and it seemed that I felt water stains. At first glance, there was some sticky moisture where my mother sat.
My body trembled, and I quickly wiped off the small piece of wetness from some unknown liquid with my hands.
When I got home, I came out of the bedroom to get a drink of water and planned to review some more for the final exam tomorrow. I heard my father upstairs talking about why my mother had taken a shower again. She hadn’t just taken a shower in the morning. My mother said it was too hot when she came back and she was still wearing yesterday’s clothes. The clothes are uncomfortable.
I was stunned for a moment, as if I understood something.
Sam came back before dinner. After dinner, my father suggested that we watch a home movie as a family, but my mother scolded him coldly and eagerly, asking Sam and I to take the time to review and get good grades in the exam tomorrow. Dad could only Walking upstairs with a smile, Sam and I returned to the bedroom and started reviewing.
Sam, this guy, was still not paying attention during the review. From time to time he took out his mobile phone and pressed it a few times, then put it back with a smile.
Maybe it was because we were tired from yesterday and after reviewing for a while, Sam and I went to bed early.
The last weekend before summer vacation ended as I closed my eyes.
To be continued...
However, the mother who came down did not look at Sam, nor did she get close to him. Instead, she kept talking next to his father, and even joked that his father was drunk last night, and Sam would talk to him from time to time.
After breakfast, Sam said we should go home first and he was going to return the keys.
The business car that picked us up at our door yesterday was still parked outside the villa. After getting in the car, we headed back home.
In the car, my father sat in the passenger seat and chatted with the driver. My mother and I sat in the back seat. My mother said nothing after getting in the car. Just like yesterday, she leaned on the back seat and stared out the window in a daze. I squinted my eyes sideways. From time to time, I looked at my mother. Her beautiful face looked white and pink under the sunlight, but she seemed a little tired. Her eyelids were drooped and her eyes were in a trance.
I always feel like my mother has something on her mind. I feel an inexplicable pain in my heart. Is it because of Sam?
After returning home, my mother opened the car door and got out. I bent down and put my hands on the sofa in the back seat to get out of where my mother was sitting. However, my hands felt that the place where my mother was sitting was a little moist and hot, and it seemed that I felt water stains. At first glance, there was some sticky moisture where my mother sat.
My body trembled, and I quickly wiped off the small piece of wetness from some unknown liquid with my hands.
When I got home, I came out of the bedroom to get a drink of water and planned to review some more for the final exam tomorrow. I heard my father upstairs talking about why my mother had taken a shower again. She hadn’t just taken a shower in the morning. My mother said it was too hot when she came back and she was still wearing yesterday’s clothes. The clothes are uncomfortable.
I was stunned for a moment, as if I understood something.
Sam came back before dinner. After dinner, my father suggested that we watch a home movie as a family, but my mother scolded him coldly and eagerly, asking Sam and I to take the time to review and get good grades in the exam tomorrow. Dad could only Walking upstairs with a smile, Sam and I returned to the bedroom and started reviewing.
Sam, this guy, was still not paying attention during the review. From time to time he took out his mobile phone and pressed it a few times, then put it back with a smile.
Maybe it was because we were tired from yesterday and after reviewing for a while, Sam and I went to bed early.
The last weekend before summer vacation ended as I closed my eyes.
To be continued...


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