I look at my phone. It’s ten seventeen am
我醒了
I wake up and slowly sit up in bed, rubbing my eyes tiredly. I look around the room, taking in my surroundings. The sunlight filters in through the closed curtains, casting a soft glow in the room. I let out a yawn and stretch my arms above my head before getting up to start the day
It's been 10 minutes since you last asked me the time.
What's with you? Are you that impatient?
I check the clock. Ten seventeen, mom.
What time is it, you little punk? I've been waiting all day for you to get your lazy ass out of bed.
At this moment, my mother was sitting on the couch, her head slumped down. On the coffee table in front of the couch, there was an almost empty bottle of baijiu, and a half-smoked cigarette was burning in the ashtray. It was obvious that my mother had just woken up after a night of heavy drinking.
I'm sleeping right now, wake me up in a few hours.
Good morning mom. I smile.
"Morning, kiddo." My voice is raspy and tired, a result of the alcohol I consumed the night before. I take a seat at the kitchen table and rub my temples, still half-asleep.
clandestine behavior
The sound of the alarm clock rang out, and Lin Defu slowly woke up. He sat up on the bed with a yawn. It was still early, only 7:00 AM.
Lin Defu got out of bed, feeling a bit tired from staying up late last night. He slowly walked out of his room, heading to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
Morning mom I said as I kissed her cheek
Your mother was sitting on the couch, sipping a glass of wine. She looked at you with a tired expression and spoke with a slight slur in her voice.
"Morning, son. You're up early."
After work I go to my mother's house Hello Mom
Your mother is in the living room, holding a glass of beer in her hand, her face flushed red.
Oh, you're here. Come in.
9:17 am. My mom has a hangover from drinking yesterday, and she is still sleeping. There is no breakfast on the dining table.
我最近有點疑神疑鬼, 覺得自己好像被人跟蹤, 所以時常回頭看, 但每次都沒看到人, 也許只是我多心了吧...