I often comforted her, saying, "Mom loves you the most in the world. She loves you better than me! It's just that she is busy with work."
But the truth was Lily didn't bother to go home.
In fact, it couldn't be more evident as for whether Lily loved us or not.
I was lying to myself.
Then Nancy had a high fever and asked me weakly when her mother would take her home.
I came to my senses and cried bitterly.
Thinking that it was not interesting enough, Kellan picked up a cherry from the fruit tray and sent it to Lily's mouth affectionately.
Looking shy, Lily opened her mouth slightly. When she was about to eat, she saw me. She was stunned at first before hitting the ceiling.
"What do you mean by saying nothing? Are you a ghost?"
"Moreover, why do you look so indifferent? Do you have the right to put on airs?"
She was always like this. Whenever she felt guilty, she would blame me for all kinds of things.
"Then what should I look like? Should I wish you happiness with a smile?"
I retorted emotionless.
Over the past month in Icowell, I suffered greatly. During the day, I worked on mining and slept outdoor at night.
I would be whipped for disobedience.