My family is an ordinary family, my name is Wang Wei, and I am the only child in the family. My father's name is Wang Qiang, who is an ordinary worker, and my mother's name is Li Ping, who is an ordinary housewife.
In this way, our family of three came to a strange city. Dad quit his old job, but he didn't have to worry about not having food, and Mom cooked carefully at home and made us a taste of home.
However, as time went on, I gradually noticed that my dad became less and less like him used to be. He often looked nervous and didn't talk much to my mother and me.
It's just that Dad can find excuses to prevaricate every time.
One day, my dad suddenly said to my mom and me, "We're going out tonight, don't ask too much." My mother gave me a slightly worried look, then nodded in agreement.
When night fell, we drove to an ancient temple. Dad parked the car in front of the temple and walked inside with my mom and me.
Walking to the gate of a temple, my father suddenly said to my mother and me, "You guys are waiting for me here, I have something to do."
I was a little scared, but my mother told me not to be afraid, and she took me by the hand and waited at the temple gate.
I don't know how long it took, I felt sleepiness hit me, so I leaned on my mother's shoulder and slowly closed my eyes. And at that moment, it was as if I had entered a dream.
In my dream, I saw a puppet in ancient clothes, and the puppet was facing me, with a strange light in his eyes.
The puppet said coldly, "Hide, don't speak." With that, it turned and was about to leave.
At that moment, I was suddenly awakened by a loud noise. It turned out that Dad was back. In the face of our concerns, Dad just said lightly: "It's nothing, I went to the toilet."
Back at home, I kept thinking about the puppet in my dream, and what it said. I began to stop believing in my father, and my heart was full of doubts and fears.
In the days that followed, I gradually noticed that my father was in frequent contact with some strangers, and I often heard my father muttering on the phone in the middle of the night.
One night, I secretly followed my dad and saw him bow his head and talk to a strange man. I heard them say something about my home and myself, and I felt flustered and overwhelmed.
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted, and we quickly hid. In the darkness, I seemed to see the dream puppet, which was right next to me, whispering to me, "Hide, don't talk."
I couldn't help but keep my mouth shut, not daring to make the slightest sound. It wasn't until everything was quiet that I dared to breathe a sigh of relief.
Now, I am full of contradictions and fears. I didn't know what my dad was doing, but I didn't dare ask.
For the rest of the day, I was always restless. Whenever my dad received a strange call or went out to run errands, I felt an inexplicable fear.
My mother noticed something was wrong with me, and she began to care about me a lot and ask me how I was doing. Whenever she did, I always pretended to be relaxed and didn't want her to worry.
One day, when I came home from school, I heard my mom arguing with my dad. They seemed to be arguing over something, and hearing their voices, I hesitantly approached the door of the room.
"Qiang, what the hell are you doing, why are you involved in us?" the mother's voice choked up, revealing the deepest uneasiness in her heart.
"Ping, you misunderstood. I can't help it. Dad tried to explain, but there was a hint of helplessness in his tone.
I stood outside the door, listening to their arguments, and my heart was even more conflicted. I began to wonder if Dad was really "no way" as he said he was, or if he was hiding more truths.
From that day on, Mom's face became paler and Dad became more and more silent. Our originally warm family became full of depression and contradictions.
One night, when I was about to fall into a tired sleep, the ringing of my phone suddenly broke the silence.
I hesitated, but eventually picked it up.
"Weiwei, I have something to tell you. Dad's voice was a little hoarse, and it seemed to hide endless exhaustion.
"What's the matter?" I tried to keep my composure, but I couldn't hide the uneasiness in my voice.
"Actually, a lot of things are not what you think. Dad's tone was heavy, as if he had struggled a lot before saying this.
"I know, but I don't know what to do right now. "I tried to seek my dad's answer, but I felt more helpless and confused.
"I just hope you can trust me and don't judge lightly. Dad's voice revealed an unspeakable pain.
The words of my father on the other end of the phone once again opened the curtain of confusion in my heart, but it also made me feel more conflicted and helpless.
Dad's whereabouts are becoming more and more unspeakable, and the atmosphere at home has become more and more heavy. My mother seemed to notice something, and she became very depressed, staring out the window all day, and gradually even asking me less.
I brought them to my mother, looked into her eyes, her eyes wandered a little, and then she withdrew her gaze.
The mother just said lightly: "Weiwei, there are some things, we don't know if they will really be better."
I felt utterly helpless. But the more this happens, the more I feel panicked. I can't watch my family's relationships and our lives be ruined day by day.
I started to feel like I had lost all my security and I didn't know who to trust. I was sullen at home, but my mother became more and more silent and worried.
In the days that followed, I became more and more alienated from my father. Every time I saw him, I felt a sense of strangeness, and even my mother noticed the change in me.
One night, as I was pondering whether I should tell my mother about my doubts about my father's behavior, an anonymous letter changed everything.
As I can see, the person who wrote the letter knew it in great detail, which caused me great shock and confusion.
I was caught in a deep conflict, not knowing who to trust or what to do with this anonymous letter.
My heart was filled with fear and helplessness, and I didn't know what to do, and I didn't dare to tell my mother this unspeakable secret.
In the midst of this confusion and despair, I found myself becoming more and more reticent, from an optimistic and cheerful child to a wooden and silent child.
Looking at my dad every day, I can't let go of the uneasiness and helplessness that swells up in my heart.
This secret haunted me like a thorn, and I realized the weight of the truth. I asked myself, can the foundations of the family really survive anything? I want to solve all these mysteries and find the truth, but at the same time I am afraid of the possible rupture and damage that the truth brings.
So these confusions are like a sharp knife that pierces my heart all the time. I felt dazed and lost, I didn't know how to deal with it all, and I didn't understand what my dad was going through, and these doubts kept me from getting a moment of peace in my thoughts.
Now, I can't break this predicament, and I don't know what the future holds. My heart continues to weigh on beyond words.
For a long time, the atmosphere at home was heavy and tense. I couldn't let go of my dad's estrangement, but at the same time I was filled with fear and awe of him.
My mother has also become less cheerful than before, and her expression is often gloomy, which makes my heart feel like a pinprick in my heart.
One day, I found a letter at home that my father had inadvertently dropped on the floor. I picked it up and looked at it, and it said "Fool, don't ask too much, it'll all pass."
At this moment, Dad's mobile phone suddenly rang. I hesitated, but eventually picked it up. It was a strange man's voice, and he asked, "Xiaowei, do you know what your dad is doing?" I was startled, not knowing how to answer.
You have to be careful, he is now in a dangerous quagmire.
The person on the other end of the line hung up, leaving me at a loss. I suddenly felt that the whole world was collapsing, and it turned out that everything I had been seeing all this time was an illusion.
And all of this made me feel exhausted, as if I was in a lifetime away.
I was so conflicted about all of this, and I didn't know whether to reveal my father's secret or suffer it in silence.
The harmony of the family is far away from me, and I cannot get out of this terrible predicament.
All this plunged me into deep despair. I was afraid that the family would collapse because of my father's secret, but at the same time, I didn't know what to do.
It was a heaviness and pain I had never experienced before. I don't really know what to do right.