<div>So far, as I look back. The most scared moment I had ever experienced took place this summer in my future father-in-law's(later short as papa) house.</div><div>That noon, I was making some biting on my mother-in-law's(later short as mom) specialist by the table when I heard the thunder like news through eavesdropping on mom's conversation with papa on the phone. My chopsticks almost dropped off my hand, frozen as a frog doing search in my mind about how papa would react. However steady I would like to picture myself, I just can't help trembling.</div><div>I shall say. Mom is generous and warm who shares fashionable values towards love affair, she didn't judge me from appearance at the first sight, but treated me just like her own son. I really collapsed under her kindness, her acceptance for young mates' choice is so precious. Thus I felt increasingly respect and appreciate her love without distinct, determined to live up to her expectation.</div><div>However, I had never ever met in flesh with papa before, the only chance to have a glance about this dude is my GF's tales telling. Through her description, no demeanor of this dude more than despot was showed. He is moody ,aggressive and violent, things go under his rule at home, he may be gentle some time, but it may appear to be just another form of storing the energy for burst or showing undoubtedly authority. All in all, he is the chieftain in charge of whatever as long as it is in his range of management, even if a mosquito fly by, he may decide if death or not. That's it. After I contacted with her sister, this fact is just underlined with darken red letter 'danger'.</div><div>Mom and her daughters tried the harder to relieve my stress by explaining how benevolent he actually is, how they would be by my side, how mom's pillow talk would affect papa's attitude towards me. The further I picture the terrible scene under my wear of insouciant smile. The situation is far more serious than I could tell. Instead of meeting, it is his encountering with a naive boy on his territory indeed, for I can make no preparation for his arrival at midnight, nothing can be done except behave normally.</div><div>I would doubt as long as think about this coincidence. Mom agreed on my paying a visit to her home as papa is way for his job which has been settled before. I thought it would be fine to arrive right after papa's leave. The result turn out I arrived at noon then got to know papa's job sucked and his arrival at home will be midnight, I cursed my luck for thousands of times in the darkness that night before his arrival. Right in his living room I was lying, made the bed on the ground with bed-mat for summer. Since his families share one airconditioner in his living for saving electricity in summer and winter.</div><div>I thought a lot, some scene of my face blank and blue, large footprint on my butt. Or showing indifferent, pushing me for breakup with his pearl with pressure. Or charging my collar and shoving me out of the gate at midnight, my package cracked the ground and spilt over. Whatever outcome that is, there is no better words than 'destroy or preserve' to describe this situation.</div><div>I was at the edge of dream when I heard the voice of judgement knocking in the backyard. What a final!</div><div>I even thought, as long as not being destroyed, everything is acceptable. Mom answered the door, some whispering in the drawing room,then load of package. I tried my best, but picked no meaningful words. Suddenly the shower on, I almost get smothered by air of fright. GF's sister wakes up, says 'he is coming' with an odd voice after her taking in some water. This pushes me to collapse. In the next few minutes I did all kinds of changes to make my position as proper as possible and out of his movement to his bed, then my heart jumped out of my throat. My future father-in-law was peeking me curiously by the door with a pure smile for goodwill. From that instant on, I know I gonna build a fine relationship with this elder dude.</div>