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夕阳西下,一个瘦小枯干身上伤痕累累的男孩子,步履蹒跚地走进了一间阴暗、潮湿、霉味四溢的公寓。“妈妈,他们又欺负我了。”男孩明显带着哭腔。那个被男孩称为妈妈的女人,或者更准确的讲不过是个女孩,正在忙着更换外套,她刚刚结束了邮局的工作,马上就要去社区的餐厅做兼职。“用那个棒球棒,它可以帮助你解决问题。”女人面无表情。午夜时分,“妈妈,我听了你的话把他们都打败了。”男孩的身上又多了几道伤痕,但满脸兴奋。“听着,阿伦,没有人可以让我们依靠,要么我们把敌人打倒,要么我们被敌人打倒,我们没有别的选择,这是上帝给我们安排的命运。”“我明白了,妈妈。”
As the sun set, a bruised, scrawny boy plunged into a gloomy, humid, musty apartment. “Mom, they bullied me again. ” The boy obviously with a tearful. The woman the boy calls her mother, or more accurately, a girl, is busy changing her coat. She has just finished her post office and is going to part-time at a community restaurant. “Use that baseball bat, it can help you solve the problem. ” The woman is deadpan. At midnight, “Mom, I beat them all when I heard you.” “There were a few more scars on the boy’s body, but his face was full of excitement. ”Listen, Allen, no one can let us rely on, or we down the enemy, or we were knocked down by the enemy, we have no other choice, this is God’s destiny for us to arrange. “ ”I see, mom."