You Are Fickle As Time/C14 Unable to Bear It Any Longer He Started to Tear!
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C14 Unable to Bear It Any Longer He Started to Tear!

Lian Kang stared at me. His eye sockets were so thin that they were sunken in. I even saw disappointment in his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to not believe me. We've been together for so long, yet you didn't even give me the chance to correct your mistakes."

He said it as if I was cruel and he threw all the problems at me, as if it was my fault that I didn't forgive him.

"The sun is too high outside, get in the car!" He opened the car door and said, "I don't want you to go to Liu Jing's house. After all, it's our business, so we shouldn't disturb others."

He was right about that. Even if Liu Jing was my best friend, even if she lived alone, I couldn't keep bothering her.

I got in the car and went home with Lian Kang, but that didn't mean I had forgiven him. Whether it was true or false, it didn't seem that important anymore.

It was already evening by the time I got home. I could already smell the scent of the pancakes as soon as I got to the courtyard. They were still cooking in my house.

It's not that I'm being hypocritical, because I have a lot of pottery and sculptures in my house, those that cannot be exposed to high temperatures until they are fully formed, my house is an open kitchen, and because it's usually just squeezed fruit juice, it's just a decoration, so those sculptures are placed very close to the kitchen.

It's been so hot that the air-conditioning in my house is almost off. When the sculpture is finished, I'll get someone to take it to the studio.

When I walked in, the smell of oil assaulting my nose and the chaos of the house was still there. I had called the hour worker at noon before I left the city and asked someone to come and clean it up.

While my mother-in-law was watching TV and feeding her niece, I walked over to her and asked, "Mom, I've hired a few hourly workers to clean up the place in the afternoon. Are they not here yet?"

The old granny stared at the television, "Ah, you're here."

"Why is the house still so dirty when they're here? Did they not clean it?"

Only after the commercial was broadcasted on the television did she retract her gaze. "Are you the one who called those hourly workers over? "Oh my god, I asked. 50 yuan an hour for four people. Fei, you don't know how to live. It costs so much just to clean up."

"But I can't do any cleaning at my current condition!"

"It's not like the house is dirty, what's there to clean it for!?" Furthermore, you brought a few hours' work to our family, didn't you want to chase them away? " His elder sister interrupted.

If this wasn't dirty, then how could it be dirty? It's been three days since we cleaned up. This is the dirtiest time in the house.

There was a diaper on the sofa, there was a urine stain on the floor, my sculpture horse had become a clothes dryer, on top of which hung clothes of men, women, and children, some of them were still wet, and the horse's body had been soaked by the soap stains, needless to say, I was ruined.

I've spent two years, next month's exhibition, and I'm focusing on this sculpture.

He wanted to cry, but there were no tears. He had accumulated too many things in his heart.

This is my home, and no one has ever respected me.

I looked at these people, my sister-in-law cooking in the kitchen, the flour sprinkled all over the table, my third sister-in-law sitting on the floor picking vegetables, the yellow leaves thrown aside. My father-in-law was still smoking, smoking yellow at my cloth lampshade from Nepal. Big brother Second Elder Brother, the third brother, and the brother-in-law, they open a table full of mahjong, I don't know where they got the mahjong, they smoke, smoke one cigarette after another, Big brother-in-law's windpipe is bad, he takes a puff of smoke to cough, then spits on my pine floor.

My nephews were running down the corridor, their little feet thumping on the floor, and I wasn't afraid of their dirty little feet trampling my floor, I was only afraid that the wooden railings on the second floor were not so strong, that if they crawled and crawled, it would be a complete tragedy if they fell from above.

But the whole house has forgotten that I am the mistress of this house.

Breathing heavily, I lazily turn my head to look for Lian Kang's figure. I know that at this moment, he will definitely hide to the side.

"Fei, your family doesn't even have oil, salt, and vinegar!" In the kitchen, Second Sister-in-law called out to me, "What kind of home is it if you don't cook? "Not even a little bit!"

"Who doesn't talk about it? There are so many sculptures at home, making it look like a museum. Yuan Yuan almost bumped his head last time." Third Sister-in-Law said.

It was chaotic, noisy, and irritable, as if the baby was in my stomach, kicking me with all its might.

I really want to take a stick and throw all these people out of my house.

"Fei, is there a supermarket in front of your house? Go out and buy us some sesame oil. " Second Sister came over with a piece of cake in her hand, dripping oil, and stuffed it into her son's mouth.

When I stood still, she looked up at me. "I'm an outsider. I'm afraid I won't be able to get back if I go out!"

"Second Sister-in-Law, Eldest Sister-in-Law, Third Sister-in-Law." My voice was very cold. "I don't have any partners in my house. Please throw away the flour and salt."

"Are you crazy?" The mother-in-law stood up and said, "Why are you so good at wasting things? We can only cook at home to save you a bit. It's been a long time and you still eat outside everyday?"

The whole family looked at me, countless gazes focused on me.

I reckon that with so many of them, they can even kill me with their eyes.

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