Chapter 7: The Little Witch’s Service

I spent the whole night in fear, but my mother didn’t hit me or even scold me. This situation is really rare. I think my mother might not only be angry this time, but also a little sad.

The next morning, my mother didn’t make breakfast and went out to work early. My father grumbled and complained that she got angry for no reason, as if she had an early shift, and asked me if I had made her angry. Since my mother didn’t mention that to my father, it was even more impossible for me to tell the truth. I just said a few perfunctory words and hurried to school.

I spent the whole day in a daze, not knowing how to face my mother next.

I know my mother’s temper. She is a very stubborn type. When she gets angry, she beats me up, which is good enough. I am most afraid that she will play the cold war without saying a word. Last year, I had a fight with someone and refused to admit my mistake. She was so angry that she didn’t talk to me for a month. In the end, I had to say all the nice things to coax her to talk.

This time, uh ... it seems to be much more serious than last time.

The next two days were just as I thought. Mom had a cold face and didn’t say a word. Occasionally, she glanced at me, but quickly looked away as if she saw a cockroach.

From childhood to adulthood, I have always been my mother’s beloved son. I selfishly thought that I was the person she loved most in the world, even more than my father. This was the first time I saw such a disgusted look. I couldn’t help feeling sad and depressed. I was really afraid that my mother didn’t love me anymore. I wanted to apologize, a sincere apology, but I didn’t know how to start.

I spent four days in fear until Saturday afternoon after school. When I walked out of the school gate, Lin Zifan bumped into me and motioned me to look ahead. I looked up and was delighted to find that my mother’s car was parked on the side of the road. She was sitting in the driver’s seat, holding the steering wheel with one hand and resting the other hand on the open window frame. She wore a frog-eye mirror on her nose and looked over here expressionlessly.

Seeing my mother at this time was like sunshine, and the haze that had been shrouding me for several days instantly dissipated. I didn’t bother to say goodbye to Lin Zifan, and quickly ran to the car window, bowed slightly, and said flatteringly: “Greetings to the old Buddha.”

Mom pushed up her sunglasses, looked down at me, and motioned me to get in the car. I sat in the co-pilot seat happily, looking at my mother’s fair face. Although it was still frosty, I was almost happy in my heart. She was willing to pick me up from school, which meant that she had planned to forgive me.

“Oh, my mother, I haven’t seen you for a few days. You have become more beautiful again.” I said in surprise.

Mom glanced at me sideways, didn’t say anything, and started the car. I was about to continue to flatter her, and my eyes passed over my mother’s shoulder and saw a familiar figure standing across the street. It was the girl who framed me on the bus.

“Mom, it’s her! Stop the car! Stop the car!” I shouted.

My mother was startled, stepped on the brakes, turned her head and glared at me: “You are sick.”

I pointed to the other side of the street and explained: “It’s her, the girl who framed me.”

When my mother looked in the direction of my finger, the girl had disappeared in the crowd of people leaving school. My mother looked around but couldn’t find her. She frowned and said: “There are so many people, who are you talking about?”

I didn’t bother to explain, opened the car door and jumped out, ran to the other side to look for her frantically, but unfortunately there were classmates going home after school all around, and I couldn’t find her after searching for a long time. I returned to the car frustratedly, and my mother glared at me and asked: “Where is she?”

“I ... she ran away.” I frowned and said aggrievedly.

“Don’t give me that.”

I wanted to explain, but when I saw my mother’s unhappy face, I swallowed the words back.

The car started and left the school. After turning two streets, I found that the route was wrong, and asked my mother where to go. My mother looked ahead and ignored me. Until we arrived at the destination, a garden community, I looked around and asked cautiously again: “Mom, why did you bring me here?”

Mom still didn’t speak.

“Mom, you don’t want me anymore, do you? Do you want to sell me?”

Mom glared at me impatiently: “Why are you talking so much nonsense? You will be suffocated if you don’t talk.”

If it were any other time, I would have started to talk nonsense, but now I was really a little scared, so I quickly shrank my neck and closed my mouth.

After the car was stable, I followed my mother into a villa, and a middle-aged woman greeted us. My mother chatted with her in a low voice for a few words, and then asked me to follow her into a room. The room was large and bright, decorated very uniquely, with a sofa recliner in the middle. I realized that my mother had brought me to see a psychologist.

The middle-aged woman asked me to lie on the sofa recliner and began to guide me to talk purposefully. A lot was said in an hour, but I just listened to her and followed her casually. I couldn’t remember what they talked about.

After the conversation, the middle-aged woman talked to my mother for another half an hour. It was almost nine o’clock in the evening when it ended.

After leaving the psychological clinic, sitting in the car, no one spoke.

I was thinking about what topic to break the awkward silence, but my mother spoke first, but her voice was still so cold: “The person just now is a psychologist, specializing in psychological counseling for senior high school students, and she is quite famous.”

“Oh.” I nodded pretentiously.

“After talking to her, do you feel that it helps you?”

“It’s ... okay.”

“What do you mean it’s okay?”

“It’s ... okay.”

The car fell into silence again, and my mother’s fingers tapped the steering wheel rhythmically, looking like she was worried. After a while, my mother said calmly: “The doctor told me to relax as much as possible and not to have too much psychological pressure.”

“Oh.”

My mother wanted to say something, but she didn’t say anything after opening her mouth several times. In the end, she just repeated “Don’t have too much psychological pressure” and drove home.

Although I had psychological counseling, my mother’s attitude towards me did not improve. Instead, it became more subtle than before. In the past, my mother and I often made some harmless jokes between friends, but now she always has a stern face and is serious, as if she is deliberately avoiding me. Some occasional physical contact will appear very nervous.

I know that my mother must have talked to the psychologist about more than just the college entrance examination. Maybe it was a little embarrassing, so it was not easy to tell me. I also knew that what I did was wrong, so I was also actively cooperating with my mother for the so-called “treatment”.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month passed, and my mother took me to two more psychological counselings. Don’t say that the money was not wasted. After talking with the doctor, I felt much better.

In order to divert my attention, I put all my energy into studying, and I didn’t even bother to coax Lu Yiyi.

Unexpectedly, when I chased her and she ignored me, I had no time to do it, but she became excited, coming to me for no reason, and trying hard to hint that we hadn’t gone to the movies for a long time.

As for my girlfriend, I still have to coax her. I bought the tickets in advance and made an appointment to meet at Century Square on Sunday afternoon.

Because of the last incident, I had some psychological trauma on the bus, so I decided to walk to the date this time.

But it happened so coincidentally that when I was walking through the grove of the community garden, I suddenly heard someone arguing.

“Don’t bother me anymore, I never said I liked you.”

The voice was tender and a little hoarse, sweet and cute, and very familiar. That’s right! It was the voice of that little witch.

I quickly looked in the direction of the sound, and sure enough, it was her!

The little witch was wearing a pink sweater, jeans and sneakers, a black cap on her head, her hands in her sweater pockets, blowing bubble gum, squinting, and a disdainful expression. In front of her left stood a boy who was a head taller than her, with a square face and muscular body. He looked like a sportsman.

“You don’t like me, so why do you agree every time I ask you out?” The boy seemed a little excited.

The little witch said with a “tsk” and a disdainful face: “As long as you are willing to spend money, even if a dog asks me out, I will agree.”

Wow~! Even an outsider like me felt that this was too much, not to mention the big boy. He pointed at the little witch and said angrily, “You ... are so shameless!” “You are shameless, a big boy, chasing a little girl for three blocks, where is your face? I warn you, if you follow me again, I will scream molest.” “Fuck!” The boy raised his hand high, pretending to hit her, but the little witch was not surprised, tilted her head and sneered: “Oh, you still want to hit a girl. Come on~!”

The boy was in a stalemate for a long time, and finally shook his hand down, gritting his teeth and saying: “Others say you are a prostitute, but I don’t believe it. Now I know that you are a bitch.”

The little witch put her hands in her pockets and said slowly: “Yes, I am a bitch, I am a prostitute. Last time I checked into a hotel with someone, I saw your mother checking into a hotel with someone.”

I couldn’t help but frown, thinking, this girl is really poisonous, how can I tolerate this?

The boy’s face flushed with rage, and he grabbed her collar and roared angrily: “Try to say it again!”

The little witch was very calm, with a slight smile on her lips, and sneered: “Try to touch me, I promise to make you pay double.” As soon as she finished speaking, she glanced at me with her peripheral vision, and was startled. Then she stretched out her hand to sweep the boy’s arm away, ran over quickly, curled up behind me like a poor little rabbit, and said with a crying voice, aggrieved: “Brother, he bullied me.”

Ah? Who ... who is your brother?

Before I could react to what was going on, the boy strode over, looked me up and down, frowned, and asked loudly: “Who the hell are you?”

This matter has nothing to do with me, and I don’t want to get involved, but this person’s attitude is really annoying.

I retorted: “Who do you care who I am?”

“Fuck!” The boy’s face turned red and his neck became thick, staring with two big bull eyes: “What’s your relationship with her?”

“I have nothing to do with her...”

“He is my brother! I tell you, my brother is a Taekwondo master, you should be careful!” The little witch hid behind me, stretched her neck, and rushed to say, her expression full of provocation.

I knew she wanted to drag me down, so I didn’t fall for it. I quickly reached out and pushed her away from me, saying warily, “Hey, hey, when did I become your brother? Don’t try to be your relative.”

The little witch was like a magnet. She came up to me again in a blink of an eye, holding my arms tightly with both hands, and said pitifully, “Brother, he bullied me, help me beat him up.”

The boy looked furious. Before I said anything, he had already put his face close to me, pointing at my nose and cursing, “Fuck you, where the hell are you from?”

“Fuck you! What do you care where I am from!”

Knowing that it was a misunderstanding, there was no need to explain it at this time. It seemed that we had to fight today. It was just that the other party was really big, half a head taller than me. If we really fought, I would probably suffer a loss.

The boy took another step forward, almost putting his big square face, which looked like red pig liver, on my face.

“Are you looking for a fight?”

“Try to touch me.” Although I was a little scared, I couldn’t be timid.

“Fuck! You are so awesome! Which school are you from?”

“What do you care which school I am from? If you dare, try to touch me.”

“Try to be more awesome, try to say it again!”

“I am awesome, try to touch me.”

“Where are you from? You are so awesome!”

I suddenly realized that this person didn’t seem to be as awesome as he looked. He didn’t make a move after talking for a long time.

But it was just right. If we really fought, I wouldn’t get any advantage.

When I was thinking about how to give both sides a way out and resolve the misunderstanding, my sight passed by him and I saw that the little witch brought a pot of flowers from somewhere and walked slowly behind the boy. I was stunned for a moment, then reacted and shouted, “Be careful.”

With a “bang”, the flower pot hit the boy’s head hard, and the boy screamed and fell to the ground.

“Run quickly, why are you in a daze!”

Before I could react, the little witch had grabbed my hand and ran forward. Looking back, I saw the boy with blood on his forehead, falling to the ground, holding his head with his hands and rolling back and forth. For a moment, I was a little overwhelmed and could only follow her in a daze.

After running three streets in one breath, I felt a little out of breath, but she was still calm.

I shook her hand off, bent down and gasped. The little witch stopped, turned around and sneered: “Your physical fitness is not very good. If you really fight with others, you will probably have to go to the intensive care unit.”

I looked up at her and glared at her, panting and said: “You ... stop talking nonsense to me ... If it wasn’t ... if it wasn’t you, would I have to ... get angry with others! I ... I have a grudge against you, you ... you have been framing me.”

“Who made you my brother.” The little witch tilted her head and rolled her eyes.

“Who is your brother!”

“You.” The little witch smiled slightly.

“I am your uncle!”

“I don’t have an uncle, but I have a brother.” The little witch simply acted like a rogue.

“Don’t give me that, I tell you, you are in big trouble! You framed me last time, and you framed me again this time, how are we going to settle this?”

The little witch put her hands in her sweater pockets, lowered her head, kicked her feet back and forth, and pouted: “What do you want?”

“What do you think?” I pretended to be vicious.

The little witch raised her head and smiled sweetly: “Then I will sleep with you.”

I was stunned by what she said, and it took me a long time to recover. I couldn’t help but look at her from top to bottom. The cute little face as big as a palm is really beautiful, and the body is slender and thin, but it doesn’t give people the feeling of ribs. If the comprehensive score is, it is even better than Lu Yiyi.

“Then ... if you say that, I am embarrassed to object.” I know she is playing tricks on me, so why not play with her.

After hearing this, the little witch turned around and walked across the street. I quickly chased after her and stopped her: “You haven’t made it clear yet, where are you going? Tell me, when are you going to sleep?”

“Let’s go now.” The little witch gestured to me to look across the street, at a fast hotel.

Ha! It’s really fun. Okay, let’s see who is afraid of who!

I walked to the door of the hotel with her and stopped to look at her. She looked at me and I said, “Go in.”

Without any hesitation, she walked into the lobby and turned to look at me. I was just about to follow her in when I suddenly felt something was wrong. This girl was so mysterious, it was impossible for her to let me take advantage of her like this, there must be some conspiracy. Could it be ... a honey trap?

She is the same age as my sister and doesn’t even have an ID card. I checked in with her and she accused me of kidnapping a young girl. That’s really a crime she can’t clear even if she jumps into the Yellow River.