Phillip lay on the top of a tree bed, his whole body crushed and tired, but his eyelids wouldn't close. Several times the youth sought a comfortable position on a not-too-soft bed. Not a hard bed that makes it difficult to sleep. Phillip looked up at the sky full of stars, imagining what his father was doing right now. Several questions danced in his brain. What if what Lillian said was true, when they got home, their father would get angry and then throw them out again, this time openly. If their mother were still alive, this kind of bad thing would not have happened at all. Usually, on cold nights like this, Phillip, Lillian, mom, and dad were sitting together in the living room, in front of the warm fireplace. Enjoying their simple life, but always happy because they complement each other, love each other.I miss you, Mom, I've always missed you.One of the biggest stars blinked briefly as if in response to his complaining. The flow of Phillip's face suddenly change
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