Genuine Wife and Slave: 108 Types of Love and Killing

"There is a school uniform in there, it looks very old style, I checked, the school above is my mother's hometown school, although I have never been there. There is also a picture of a man, they kiss and take a photo together. The picture is It says on the back, the love of my life."

Suta's voice was a little choked up. She remembered the indescribable grievance and sadness in her heart when she saw it, as well as a trace of sadness.

Amy handed her a tissue."What does that mean?" she asked.

Suta stabilized her emotions, and she asked the waiter to serve her a glass of juice.

The melodious music was slowly playing in the restaurant, and the people in the hall were chatting and eating leisurely.

"That man was my mother's favorite man when she was a girl. They didn't graduate from high school, dropped out of school and came to the big city together, wanting to work hard. However, their life is becoming more and more difficult. That man is a music maker. For a long time None of them have any income, and they can only rely on their mother to do hourly labor to make money."

Amy sighed inwardly, this would be another sad story.She has seen too many girls like this, and ran away with men in a daze.Total disregard for consequences.

　 "Later, the man often needed to go out to perform. Although he had some money, life was still very difficult. Once, she went to visit him at the place where the man performed. It turned out that the man was kissing a woman. The mother was mad, She's tearing up that woman. Men are going to break up with her."

Later, the story falls into a cliché, Suta's mother keeps pestering the man, and the man falls in love with someone else.Suta's mother was in so much pain that she could only drink away her sorrows and lost her job.Men dislike her even more.One day, the man disappeared from the city.

Suta's mother looked everywhere, but there was no news at all.The man didn't go back to his hometown, and Suta didn't dare to go back.Because her parents have severed ties with her.

She had a very decadent period of time, often sleeping on the main road because of poverty.One day she was taken to a hotel by a man.Since then her life has changed drastically.

Later, she met a guest who looked a little like her first love. She felt that she had found a substitute, so she lived with that man and gave birth to Suta.However, the man changed his mind very quickly. They didn't get married formally, and the man left soon.

"I didn't expect that I was just a substitute child. Could it be that sometimes I look into my eyes, because my eyes are the most like them. She stupidly spent her whole life to prove a mistake, and then buried herself and buried her I really hated her first love. If it wasn't for him, maybe I wouldn't be suffering in this world."

Amy said: "She's just too persistent, too weak. You're not like her."

"Hehe, maybe I'm like that irresponsible father. My heart is like a stone."

Suta laughed at himself: "I really don't understand where the charm of love is. It can make a person lose his mind, the motivation to live, and everything about himself."

Amy felt something in her heart, she didn't answer Suta's words, she just thought of Amid.That man seemed truly special.However, she was also very insecure.This feeling is like the feeling of owning something that does not belong to you.

After the two of them finished their meal, they took a walk on the street.

"Then have you ever visited your biological father?"

"No, I never felt like I had a father, and I never felt like I should go to him. He's been absent from my life for so many years, and there's no reason to bring him back."

Amy nodded, and she asked again: "Then who told you the story of your mother?"

"My mother's friend, she helped organize her funeral. She has known my mother for many years and worked in a shop before. She knows a lot about my mother."

Suta glanced at Amy.

"Do you know what it's like for me to see a grave?"

"do not know."

"That kind of feeling is very strange, it seems very unreal, but also very real. From birth to death, the final meaning is the grave. I was thinking, if I have such a day, maybe you will be the only one who will hold my funeral. "

Amy frowned at her and said, "What have you been thinking about all day? How old are you?"

Suta smiled, her mood at that time was really complicated.

The mother's grave stands alone in that cheap cemetery, just a small stone tablet with her name, her age, and her hometown written on it.But no one from my hometown was willing to come and see her.

Relatives she betrayed at an early age believed a man had come to the big city.But in the end he left with nothing.She must have failed so badly.

Sometimes, she would think, if that man hadn't betrayed her and abandoned her mother, would she have a complete family?Have a wonderful family?

Maybe that man is her father, maybe he won't be very rich, but he is very warm and comfortable.Men would teach her music as a baby, and teach her to play the guitar.

A man will teach her all good things because she is his daughter.Their family can live a simple and happy life.

Although fantasies can only be fantasies, Suta spends a lot of time imagining that kind of happiness for a while.Mother will definitely not be decadent. She may be able to leave early and return late every day like the office workers she has seen, and then let her tidy up the desk when she returns home.

Mother may also take her out to the park and play games.Maybe she'll be an average student, or be able to be a campus cheerleader.She can fall in love normally, meet some handsome guys, and have a beautiful relationship.

She also gets a gift when she comes of age, from her parents, from her family.Maybe the mother's parents will forgive them too, she has grandparents and grandparents like those children she has seen.

However, this is all delusional.

"I just think that life is impermanent. If something happens to me, I really have no relatives. I only have friends, but my friends are only you who can understand me. If that day comes, please do me a favor, help me I'm going to have a funeral. It doesn't have to be complicated, just get a priest to read it. Bring me a bouquet of flowers."

"What if I have that day? Will you give me a funeral?"

"Of course, it's just that you should have a lover, and you don't need me."

Amy looked at the night, and the streets were full of people in a hurry. She felt a little empty in her heart, and she knew that Suta was talking about Amid.But how long can Amid stay with her?

On that day, maybe they have forgotten each other in the world.How many years later?Maybe a long time, maybe soon.

Amy became a little sad for no reason.

The two had their own concerns, and Suta drove away after sending Amy home.

Sometimes the nights are tough.Amy seemed a little sleepless.

She contacted Amid on her mobile phone and gave him a message.After waiting for a long time and no response, she called Colin again.

"Do you know what time it is, Miss?" Colin seemed to be sleeping.

Amy was a little embarrassed, she just couldn't find anyone to talk to.

"Sorry, I forgot we were jet-lagged."

"Even if it's jet lag, it's not early there. I'm a normal man, and I have nightlife even if I'm not late."

Amy heard that there seemed to be a woman's voice on the other side of the phone, as if asking who was calling.

"Sorry, I hung up. You continue, hehe."

"Okay, what's the matter?"

"I want you to check someone for me." Amy gave Colin the name of the person Suta gave her.

She originally wanted to find Amid, but she felt that it was not good to go directly to Amid. She needed to know how much trouble Suta was in, so as not to cause even greater trouble after helping her.

"That's all? All right, I see." Colin hung up the phone.

Amy went to the kitchen to get a glass of milk, milk is to help sleep, she doesn't like sleeping pills, that kind of thing will only harm the body.She had suffered that kind of pain before, and the aftereffects of sleeping pills were really terrible.She couldn't live a good life at all.

At this time, a bell rang in the empty house.

Amy immediately found the phone, she opened it, and it was Amid!

"How have you been recently?" Amid's voice sounded a little tired, as if he hadn't rested for a long time.

"Very good. How about you? Have you finished your work? How long will it take?"

"Amy, don't worry about me. Although there are many things here, I can still handle it, but you have to take good care of yourself. I hope you can continue to play the violin."

Hearing Amid's voice, Amy didn't know why, she burst into tears.

"I miss you."

The voice over there was quiet, and Amid seemed to feel that Amy was in a bad mood.

"Did something happen to you?"

"No, I just heard a friend's story, which reminded me of many things. It's a bit lonely at night, and I can't sleep."

Amid comforts her.

"Do you know why I like you?"

Amy was quiet all of a sudden, she seemed to be holding her breath, she had been thinking about this question all the time.She also kept asking herself, what could make Amid fall in love with her?
"why?"

"I like that when you play the violin, you can see your mind at a glance. Music can let me see the depths of your heart. Those emotional fluctuations, those past pains and tortures. I can feel you. There are many in this world Man, but this is the only way I can hear your music. You are unique to me."

Amy's heart was beating fast, she had never felt so happy.

She seemed to see a lot of things, and also felt happiness and confidence that she had never had before.It turns out that being so uniquely felt by a person is so happy and proud.

"Thank you. I really appreciate you. I finally have bright colors in my life. No more pain and suffering."

She has love.Unique love.