"Dad, when will you come back from get off work? That uncle is coming to slap mom's ass again."

At 10:30 in the evening, I stood in front of the elevator on the first floor of the community, my eyes were scarlet and I was smoking a cigarette hard.

No one knows how painful I feel inside.

My son is only four years old this year and has just started middle school in kindergarten. He even speaks hard. Such a child cannot lie, let alone me being his real father.

I threw away the cigarette butts and kept pressing the elevator switch. The elevator descended and rose, and it repeated over and over again, but I never dared to walk in.

I am afraid to face that reality, and when I open the door, I will see my beloved wife being pressed under my body by a strange man.

I wiped my eyes, without tears, only cold sweat, and my hands were still shaking.

Two years ago, when I was the richest, I had 30 million yuan in my bank card.

Now two years later, I am sweating all over, and I don’t even have three hundred yuan in cardi.

My dad died early, and my mom pulled me up so much. She suffered from rheumatoid arthritis with a little lame walking and couldn't do heavy work. She could only raise a group of old hens and cooked tea eggs to sell.

It can be said that my university major in design was read through my mother's tea eggs.

I even experienced the hard days of only drinking water for half a month, so no one understands the life of poor people better than me. After graduation, I bought a second-hand van with the 30,000 yuan saved by my mother. Starting from the most basic way to get errands, I slowly got to know the source of customers, and then expanded the scale and used my professionalism to design my own brand of clothing.

In just three years, I achieved the process of losing the game and opened a fashion design company with a net worth of tens of millions and is very famous in the circle.

And my wife broke into my sight at a friend's party when I was most proud.

She is two years younger than me, 1.78 meters tall, almost as good as me, and her long legs account for almost half of her body proportions. Her typical melon-shaped face was cold and a little charming, and her temperament that kept people from thousands of miles apart made me fall in love with just one glance.

After the party, I started a crazy pursuit of my wife, giving me watches, bags, clothes, and even giving her a car worth nearly one million. It took seven months before I finally got the beauty back.

My wife was born in a well-off family. I spent two million on the bride price alone. At that time, I was very rich, and two million was not much. In addition, I also bought a house for my father-in-law and mother-in-law, which was more than three million. The two elders praised me, my son-in-law, and called me every few days to ask about my well-being.

Of course, I didn't treat my mother badly. After marrying my wife, I gave my mother a three million bank card and asked her to buy her favorite house, but she refused and still rented a house outside, without spending a penny of my money.

My son was born the second year after marriage. At this point, my career, love and family have achieved great success, and my life has ushered in a Grand Slam. At that time, I even felt that life was just like this, and I thought I had finally gotten rid of my previous poor life.

But the good times didn't last long.

In the third year after my marriage, because I relaxed my management of the company, someone copied the creativity of a company in an important design and planning, and was sued by the other party. I was finally sentenced to compensate the company for 15 million yuan and 10 million yuan in reputation losses. This sudden change seemed like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering my life.

The company went bankrupt directly, and I even sold my house and car, plus my mother's three million to barely pay off the debt.

After more than three years of hard work, all I had to waste, and I became the pauper I just graduated, and even eating became a problem.

I thought I could make a comeback, so I borrowed money to buy a second-hand van and started running the basic cargo business. However, the stain of plagiarism hit me, and customers avoided me. After more than a year, I was doing tired and dirty physical work, but the business did not improve at all.

My wife is obsessed with cleanliness. Every night when I see me coming back with a stinky smell, she will always slam the door and will not give me a chance to touch her. Only after I take a shower a few times can I have several moments of warmth with her.

"Dad, when will you come home from get off work? That uncle is coming to slap mom's ass again."

I clicked on WeChat, and my son's tender voice came from the voice bar.

Who is that uncle? Why did he slap his wife in the ass?

again?

Has it been more than once?

I shook for a moment, almost unable to stand firm, just felt dizzy and my brain buzzing.

From knowing my wife to now, I have never treated her badly, bought a house for her parents or a car for her sister. Even in such a difficult life, I still don’t want her to go out to work and give her every penny.

But why is she not satisfied?

Why!!

I touched my eyes and it was wet. Not only did I cry, but I also cried so hard that my heart was thrusting.

Even if the company goes bankrupt and is criticized by thousands of people, I still remain unchanged and believe that I can start over.

But my wife's betrayal eventually shattered my beliefs and made me understand how unbearable and fragile I am.

I knew I had fallen down and might not be able to get up in my life.

I am already thirty years old. How many years old are I in my life?

People who have never experienced such things will never understand my inner despair.

I pressed the elevator switch desperately, and soon a couple came out of it. When the man saw me, he cursed: "You have a fucking illness in your mind, right? I pressed the elevator for half an hour, which made me wait for a long time!"

I was pushed by him and sat on the ground, and the kitchen knife clamped on my waist fell to the side with a clang.

The man became timid in an instant, swallowed his saliva, cursed him, pulled his partner and ran away.

I picked up the kitchen knife from the ground, stopped turning back on my waist, and lit another cigarette.

This time I finally walked into the elevator and headed straight to the 16th floor.

The elevator actually rises very quickly, but to me, it seems like a century has passed.

During this period, countless thoughts flashed through my mind, thinking of suicide, thinking of killing my wife and the adulterer, and even having a murderous intention towards my son, thinking that the whole family would just die together, and at least be reunited.

But when my mother's kind face appeared in my mind, I cried again.

She had rheumatoid arthritis on her right leg, which hurts when it rains so much that she can't even sleep.

But she got up before dawn every day, pushed the rusty trolley and sold tea eggs along the streets and alleys.

When I was in glory, she didn't enjoy her happiness. When I was in a downturn, she not only refunded my three million, but also had a box of change, wrinkled, all one yuan and five cents, and more than ten kilograms of coins. She walked more than ten kilometers and personally delivered it to me from the outskirts of the city.

Although I have no money, I still have a home.

But my mother has nothing but me.

There is really nothing left.
Chapter completed!