My mother threw away the milk because of me.
Collapse held my hair and shouted:
"For all these years, you, like your father, will never see my efforts!
I heated my milk many times just so you could have a hot sip! "
But my mother clearly knows that I am lactose intolerant and cannot drink milk!
My mother left home in a cool manner, thinking that I would cry, regret, and beg her to come back.
Unexpectedly, she was the one who burst into tears later:
"You regret it! You should have cried and begged me!"
