My Mother Forced Me to Wear a "Mask". I Couldn't Smile That Day for the Group Photo, and the Whole School Called Me a Monster.

Starting on my sixth birthday, my mother "prepared" a hundred different masks for me. When meeting people in the morning, wear a "well-behaved" mask. In school, you must wear a "smart" mask. When facing elders, wear a mask of "filial piety". "You must play all the roles perfectly and let that man know that you are a hundred times better than the child he has now!" Mom is lonely alone, and I must be her pride. Even though I have almost forgotten what my face looks like under the mask. Until the first group photo was taken, the other children all showed bright smiles. But when the photographer shouted "Smile", I hurriedly searched for the "happy" mask in my brain. "Photographer, please wait a moment. I'll ask Nono to get ready before taking the picture. Please take a high-definition picture for me!" The students backed away in horror, "Monster! She can't even smile! No wonder her father was scared away!" I buried my head very low and thought secretly, If I am not my mother's child, can I live with my own face?