When Su Qingyu saw the crying middle-aged man and woman in the misty rain, the memories of the copy came flooding back like a tide, and she remembered what happened in this body.
The crying middle-aged man and woman were her biological parents.
Her biological parents were very loving when they were young.
However, romance can never compare to the daily necessities of life.
Both parties were worn down by life, quarreling and even fighting, and ultimately, the marriage ended in a miserable way. The two exchanged their marriage certificate for a divorce certificate and went their separate ways.
Her mother was unemployed and in poor financial condition, so she had no way to support her.
She dragged a huge suitcase and followed her father to live in a new city.
Life in the new city was not smooth.
She was a loner and could not adapt to the new school. She couldn't keep up with the teacher's lectures and was not good at getting along with her classmates.
At school, she always eats and studies alone.
No one likes to be friends with a weird and silent person.
In the eyes of others, she is like transparent air.
The teacher wanted her to be enthusiastic and cheerful, but she couldn't.
Due to financial difficulties, her father worked away from home all year round. He had a bad temper and seldom communicated with her. Even the tuition fees were often in arrears.
The difficult life made her even more silent.
When her mother just got divorced, he would call her and give her enough care.
After remarrying, I had a new family and children, and I had less contact with her.
Mother has a new life.
She is her mother's past that she cannot bear to look back on.
It is an old thing left by my mother.
If she looked at her for a little longer, her mother would recall more of her sad past.
She is a person who has no way to bring happiness to others.
My father started drinking because my mother remarried.
She often stays alone in the rented house.
Keep your eyes open from dusk till dawn.
She blamed all the faults on her own mediocrity and silence.
She felt that the teacher was right. If she was cheerful, lively, excellent and likable, people around her might find it easier to get along with her.
It was also at that time that she registered a virtual account for herself and began to create a bold and expressive self on the Internet and in her circle of friends.
She likes that virtual self, which has personality.
Many people who saw her circle of friends would laugh secretly, point at her, and say something to others while gesturing.
It doesn't matter what you say.
What's important is that she feels she is the center of other people's conversation.
She was being watched.
She is no longer invisible.
Later, my father also met my stepmother, quit drinking, and started a new family.
Life is also changing for the better.
The new stepmother is a nice person.
It's her fault.
She is introverted and weird, has poor grades, is difficult to communicate with, tells some clumsy lies and exaggerated words, and is really unlikable.
After the stepmother has her own child, she will gradually become cold towards her stepmother and unconsciously favor her own child.
What a sad thing, and there is nothing to blame.
She doesn't want to be invisible.
She craves attention.
Both dad and stepmother looked at the little girl who couldn't even speak.