Mr Left and Mr Right

I originally thought there would be something important in this room. But in fact, on the contrary, the furnishings in the room were very simple. There were only two things in the room: a piano and a bicycle.

Both of them looked old-fashioned. The bike was one of very old styles. But its rusted places had been carefully protected.

There was a crystal picture frame on the piano, which was very nice. The person in the picture frame was very beautiful too. The young girl was wearing a white dress, leaning on the bicycle, with a pretty face and a nice smile.

I looked at the beautiful face of that girl, and felt sour in my heart. Obviously, she was the girl who lived in Jacky's heart. Both the piano and the bicycle were about the girl.

When I was holding the picture and having various thoughts in my mind, I suddenly heard Lucas’ voice “Uncle Hua!”

Jacky came back now! I was so flustered that I quickly put the photo frame back to its original place. I was in a hurry at that time. When I touched the piano, the photo frame fell to the ground with a crash.

I was even more flustered, and quickly reached out to pick up the picture frame, picking up the pieces one by one.

Then there was the sound of footsteps on the stairs. Step by step, it seemed that they were going to step me on my body. I knew Jacky was coming very soon.

I was extremely nervous. But it's impossible for me to escape. I stepped into his secret garden and broke up his picture frame. I was done.

The door opened. Jacky stood at the door with an angry face, and his eyes shot at me like knives.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it." I said weakly.

He didn't speak. He just stared at the picture frame in my hand and the debris on the ground. His eyes seemed to burst out with fire.

my hand, held it in his hand, and trembled gently.

“I’m sorry…”

Before I finished speaking, he slapped me in the face. He seemed to have exhausted all his strength. I got hit pretty hard, having to stand against the wall. The corners of my mouth were salty. When I stretched out my hand, I found there was blood in the

was just a photo frame. He even made such a big fire because of that. So, it could be seen that even though I was a living person, I still can't compare

come back." His

and stopped after a few steps. I would like to tell him that during this period of time, I

foot, and picked up the pieces I hadn't finished. His hunched body exuded great and heavy sadness.

Tears came out more violently. I didn't know whether I was feeling distressed for him

the words of thanks that I had planned to say. I knew he's fed up with me at that time and didn't want to hear me anymore.

the maid was

away my tears and didn’t want my child to see. But he already saw, "Mom, what's wrong with you? Are

bent down and hugged Lucas. But my tears couldn’t stop. "Lucas, let's go.”

“Mom, where are we

if there was nowhere to go, we had to leave. Since the host

to go out, Lucas suddenly said, "Mom, are we really leaving? Are we not with Uncle Hua? "

aching. I did not speak, holding him and

Even if Uncle Hua quarrels with you, you can make up. The teacher said, “If you want to reconcile with others, just hold the hand of that person and say

want to

struggled desperately, they were also powerful. I almost couldn't stand it.

make trouble again, I'll beat

Uncle Hua！” Lucas also burst into

heard

and it took a long distance to walk out of the area. Lucas also slowly stopped struggling. He hugged my