Glad that my lover finally wanted to take me home and introduce him to everyone. Worried because they are still afraid that they will oppose your love with me because of the difference in circumstances and qualifications.
But I believe in his love, believe that he will hold my hand no matter what.
Although my childhood was very poor, but because of my mother, I still feel happy (Artwork: Sohu).
I was born without a father. My mother said my father was dead, but my grandmother said that he abandoned my mother when she found out that she was pregnant. I was born without being recognized by my paternal side, and my grandparents were poor. When I was four years old, my mother took me to the city to earn a living as a seamstress. Although my childhood was very poor, but because of my mother, I still feel happy.
When I was in my freshman year of college, my mother was diagnosed with cancer. Mother is still trying to work the weak health. To have money to send my mother to the hospital for chemotherapy, I worked part-time, neglecting my studies. I ended up giving up my studies to devote all my time to making money.
While working as a beer marketer in a pub, when I was regarding to change clothes to leave, a middle-aged man came in and told me that his boss wanted to see me. Then he led me to a luxury car, inside there was a person waiting.
It was a man regarding 60 years old, with a rich demeanor. He said that looking at me was very young, with a sad expression on my face, it was not suitable for the job that I was doing. He asked me why I went to this complicated profession and if I needed his help.
I was just a girl who had just entered the world, still believing that society still had many good people. I told him regarding my situation, regarding my mother’s illness. He asked me if I’ve ever loved anyone, ever slept with a man? I said not yet.
After listening, he gave me a card with his name and phone number, told me to quit this job, then called the uncle just now, his personal driver, got in the car to take me home. . Since that evening, I officially became his lover.
To come to that decision I did not have to hesitate much. I need money, and I need my mother by my side, no matter how long it lasts but I can do anything for her.
Though sometimes, having to go to bed with a man the same age as my father and uncle makes me feel humiliated and depressed. But in return I have a completely different life than before, a comfortable private apartment rented by him and enough money to take care of my mother and myself without thinking.
My mother’s illness was getting worse day by day because the tumor had metastasized. The doctor said there was really no hope.
My mother told me to take her home, stop treating her. Listening to my mother, I took her home. My lover still provides money for me and whenever he wants to see me, his personal driver will come and drive me to that apartment.
I have met the driver many times but very little talk. He hardly said anything, just looked at me quietly from time to time. Only once did he say to me: “You must be only a few years younger than my son, I think of you as my son at home.
I know you have your own suffering, but your life is very long, bad things should not last long. His wife was a very terrible woman. I drove her many times to confront the young mistress of the master. In fact, no wife can be gentle when her husband is like that. So be careful.”
I thank him for reminding me, I also know what I should do. My mother doesn’t get treatment anymore, if she only earns enough money to eat for the day, I think there’s no shortage of work to do. I don’t want to do this disguised job anymore.
Then one day a woman came to my house to find me, accompanied by two young men. She was the rich man’s wife. She did not hit me, but used enough harsh words to scold my mother for not knowing how to raise children. My mother was so shocked, she refused to eat or drink, a few days later she died.
I moved, found a new job, determined to break with my past as a stain.
I went to sewing school, followed my mother’s job, opened a small fashion shop, and lived a peaceful life. Until I met him, the boy who loved me with all his heart.
Although in terms of circumstances, my education is not equal to that of a lover, but he said that he must marry me as his wife.
Before he took me home, I was nervous and mightn’t sleep all night. At noon the next day he came, prepared gifts for me to bring to his parents. He has always been so attentive to me.
We reached the gate to find his father watering the plants in the yard. He said loudly: “I will bring my daughter-in-law home to meet my parents”. His father turned to look at me and smiled, but soon the smile on his lips disappeared.
Before I might even open my mouth to say hello, my heart suddenly stopped beating for a few beats. After that, I immediately turned around and ran away, hurriedly hailing a taxi, leaving him standing at the gate to call helplessly, unable to understand why. His father is the driver for the rich man that I told.
A few days later, I closed the shop, returned to my grandmother’s hometown, blocked all calls, did not open and read any of his messages. I think maybe your dad told you everything. There is no father who knows his child’s girlfriend’s past so well and still supports him. No matter how much you and I love each other, this love has to stop.
After returning to the city I intend to find a lover.
I told him that I had made mistakes, but never made it clear how despicable the mistake was. If he knew, he probably wouldn’t accept it either. But before I might find him, his father came to see me first. He still looked calm and quiet as before. He said he retired a few years ago, now that he’s old, he only plays ornamental plants for fun. Then he told me:
– The day I came to my uncle’s house was really surprised. My uncle and nephew are really lucky to meet each other in this way. His son has been so sad the past few days, he doesn’t understand why, and he hasn’t told him why either. Because if I do say it, it should be you who said it.
I just want to tell you: There are things in life that have happened, we can’t forget, but we shouldn’t let it affect the present and future too much. If you want to talk regarding everything, tell it yourself. If you don’t want to tell, I’ll help you keep this a secret. Think carefully regarding what you just said.
His words took me by surprise. I’m a bad girl, even if I blame the situation, it’s still nothing. Yet I met a good guy like you, met such a generous father. If I told everything, the risk of breaking up would be very high. If I don’t say it, will your father appreciate me? Maybe he was testing me to see how I would handle things?
Talking or not talking regarding my past is something I don’t want to do. I don’t want to lose him, but I also can’t hide everything when his father has revealed everything, even though his father said he would keep quiet if I wanted to. What should I do now?