God,please!
Finally, I made a call to mum.
She was feeding dad the breakfast at that time. I cheated her that I was in a hotel in N city but actually the phone is located in our temporary office. Three weeks ago I told her that I would get out for business trip and I would be busier than before. It’s only a pretext for that I didn’t want she would worry about me. To me, this coward and tramp, everyone should be silence to me. However, I still feel lonely and unbearable. Sometime I foresaw a scene that I was on the edge of crack. No one could give your hand to pat you to cheer you up. No one could say some warm words to you which would have made my spirit peace. There was no one on the way.
She said ten days ago dad got tachycardia suddenly. She didn’t know why and lost so she called uncle to help. Uncle called a doctor to home but he got nothing to do. It’s not like a normal disease such like headache. He’s got stuck by Satan. No one could help him. I consoled mum with inconsolable words. She asked me when I could back to home. I told her next week in low accent. We stopped the conversation after two minutes nineteen second. I just want to cry. He’s suffering from the pain without any consolation; even his son and wife cannot give him any help. We just let him tortured by Satan. I cannot afford it but cannot do anything about it. What the fuck of my life.
In the morning, David gave me two tasks. I have to ask my college classmates to help me so I made some calls to them who I haven’t contact for long time. They all got better life than me and obviously there is a gap between us. We have broken apart from school for several years and got training of different social experience also. We all have changed a lot. By the different life experience, we became the strangers. When I finished the call, I found a little bit strange. He was not the guy I always make joke. He was not the guy I always talk about lessons with. All of us were busy with life, with money. They’re on the right way while I am on the wild way.
So I missed my Exfreundin. I want to call her to talk with her and told her what’d happened today. I need someone, who can touch my heart and give me consolable words. I also was the man who always dependent on others who can give me support or cares. But he or she never appeared. I thought she might the one but she just focus on her reproduction. I knew her but still I want to call her. Because there was no one can listen to my weeping. Inside, there is a little weeping girl. So what can I do? Tortured by family and job, also the loneliness, meanwhile I almost sink into mental. Should I call her and told her what’d happened and cry to her? She would say nothing and I would be embarrassed. Maybe she would blamed me that I didn’t like a man but a little sobbing girl. What the fuck of my life.
Dad, I am sorry to you. God, please let him go. David, I will work harder as I can. Mum, I would work hard to make lots of money for you and present you a pretty daughter-in-law. To myself, just focus on your work and be more actively. No one can help you buy yourself. To be a professional point this is not a bad idea. Cheer up, guys.
She was feeding dad the breakfast at that time. I cheated her that I was in a hotel in N city but actually the phone is located in our temporary office. Three weeks ago I told her that I would get out for business trip and I would be busier than before. It’s only a pretext for that I didn’t want she would worry about me. To me, this coward and tramp, everyone should be silence to me. However, I still feel lonely and unbearable. Sometime I foresaw a scene that I was on the edge of crack. No one could give your hand to pat you to cheer you up. No one could say some warm words to you which would have made my spirit peace. There was no one on the way.
She said ten days ago dad got tachycardia suddenly. She didn’t know why and lost so she called uncle to help. Uncle called a doctor to home but he got nothing to do. It’s not like a normal disease such like headache. He’s got stuck by Satan. No one could help him. I consoled mum with inconsolable words. She asked me when I could back to home. I told her next week in low accent. We stopped the conversation after two minutes nineteen second. I just want to cry. He’s suffering from the pain without any consolation; even his son and wife cannot give him any help. We just let him tortured by Satan. I cannot afford it but cannot do anything about it. What the fuck of my life.
In the morning, David gave me two tasks. I have to ask my college classmates to help me so I made some calls to them who I haven’t contact for long time. They all got better life than me and obviously there is a gap between us. We have broken apart from school for several years and got training of different social experience also. We all have changed a lot. By the different life experience, we became the strangers. When I finished the call, I found a little bit strange. He was not the guy I always make joke. He was not the guy I always talk about lessons with. All of us were busy with life, with money. They’re on the right way while I am on the wild way.
So I missed my Exfreundin. I want to call her to talk with her and told her what’d happened today. I need someone, who can touch my heart and give me consolable words. I also was the man who always dependent on others who can give me support or cares. But he or she never appeared. I thought she might the one but she just focus on her reproduction. I knew her but still I want to call her. Because there was no one can listen to my weeping. Inside, there is a little weeping girl. So what can I do? Tortured by family and job, also the loneliness, meanwhile I almost sink into mental. Should I call her and told her what’d happened and cry to her? She would say nothing and I would be embarrassed. Maybe she would blamed me that I didn’t like a man but a little sobbing girl. What the fuck of my life.
Dad, I am sorry to you. God, please let him go. David, I will work harder as I can. Mum, I would work hard to make lots of money for you and present you a pretty daughter-in-law. To myself, just focus on your work and be more actively. No one can help you buy yourself. To be a professional point this is not a bad idea. Cheer up, guys.
