The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

After dinner, it was already dark.

Xia Beiqing pulled Shen Zhiyu into his arms and curled up on the sofa to watch a movie.

He lowered his head and bit Shen Zhiyu’s earlobe. Suddenly, he said, “Teacher Shen, do you know why I Hate English?”

Shen Zhiyu was leaning against Xia Beiqing’s chest. He turned to look at him. “Why? Is it a waste of your brain?”

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“No, my English was very good when I was young!”The young man’s tone was showing off, but soon.., his voice lowered again. “When I was ten years old, I had a tutor. At that time, my mother was always sick and would stay in the hospital for more than half a year. She taught me English and took care of me like my mother. I liked her very much and respected her very much. Oh, right, she was also surnamed Shen like you.”

Shen Zhiyu’s back was slightly stiff. The pupils behind the lenses were shaking, and his lips moved twice, but he could not speak.

“But one day...”Xia Beiqing pressed his forehead against his shoulder, and his voice was very muffled, his voice was a little shaky. “One day, I found out that she and my father were having an affair in the study. Isn’t that ridiculous? “It turns out that she took care of me just to please my father and just to replace my mother’s position. It was really... disgusting! “I ran back to my room and tore up the English books and the English exam papers. From then on, I never learned English again. I wanted to pour out all the words in my head!”

Shen Zhiyu could clearly feel that the young man was hugging him harder and harder, as if he was trying his best to hold back something.

“Later, I went to the hospital to see my mother, but she didn’t know anything. She asked me why my father hadn’t come to see her yet, so I could only make up a lie and say that my father was too busy. “I still remember that my mother looked out of the window, hoping that my father would appear when the peach blossoms were in full bloom. “That night, my mother died. She couldn’t wait for the peach blossoms to bloom, nor could she wait for my father. “At that time... What was my father doing?”Xia Beiqing suddenly let out a few low chuckles, his laughter was filled with sarcasm and bitterness. “My father is taking his lover on a trip...”

Shen Zhiyu pursed his thin lips tightly. He could not even say a word of comfort. He sat up slightly and hugged Xia Beiqing’s head. He used his hands to caress it one after another, carefully.

Xia Beiqing buried his head in his neck like an injured little beast, he looked pitiful and aggrieved. “Actually, the saddest thing for me was not that dad did not love mom, but that he loved mom. So, no matter how much grandpa and uncle objected, Mom still married dad without caring about her own safety. Dad used to be so good to Mom. He would carefully prepare gifts for every holiday and never said anything harsh to mom. However, he cheated on her. “Teacher Shen, how can you change your heart just because you love someone?”

Shen Zhiyu leaned against his head and lightly rubbed it twice. “Maybe... I didn’t love him enough.”

“After that, I broke up with my family and went to live with my uncle. My uncle was very strict with me. If I was mischievous and didn’t study hard, he would kick me out. At first, I thought he was just saying it. It wasn’t until sixth grade that I fought with my classmates. In the end...”Xia Beiqing suddenly raised his head, he tried his best to wipe away the tears in his eyes, he said angrily, “In the end, he really chased me out. It was still raining in the middle of the night, and I was alone by the side of the street. I had no money, and I didn’t know where to go. I just carried it on for a whole night. The next day, I ran back dejectedly and swore to him that I would be obedient in the future.”

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