None of us know at which point our loved ones will leave forever.
The 385th day of Yi Yao's departure.
Three hundred and ninety-five days after my sister left.
At the dinner table, the seat next to me was still empty. There was also a pair of tableware and chopsticks in that position, and even rice was served.
I ate that bowl of rice.
Sitting next to me all the time, my mother, who had been silent, suddenly stared at me like she was back to her senses.
mamaYou put it back for me!
My mother's suddenly raised tone startled me, but then it also created a sense of disgust that threw a bunch of pushpins in my heart.
gusenxiYou put it here and no one eats it, didn't you throw it out in the end?
mamaI don't want to be eaten by others even if I throw it away!
gusenxiIf you throw it down, it will be eaten by mice!
My mother picked up the spoon from the dish and threw it at me hard, and I turned my head away, but my hair was still thrown with a big ball of grease.
I am very angry, I don't want to let the once happy family continue to be so decadent.
Mom and Dad, sister. I'm still here.
But I still kicked the chair, and I said a vicious word to them... At that time, I didn't know that Yi Yao was still living in a certain corner of this world.
gusenxiAm I going to die too, you'll be happy, you'll be satisfied...
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a loud slap from the father next to him.