My Mother Can't Understand

My mother can't understand. I've noticed this since I was a child. After all, when I was young, whenever I wanted to go east, my mother would go west. When I said I wanted to eat cantaloupe, she would sell pears instead. But when facing her son, my brother, she was extra attentive. At first we were getting along fine, until I came home on vacation and she randomly found a guy and entered my room... (The author has written many short stories~ If you are a monthly subscription cutie, you can click on the homepage to have a look~ Motto: Don't pay for other people's mistakes