"Qing'er, why are you sleeping here? This smells so strong, have you been drinking?"
In the blur, Yuan Qingling only heard someone calling her. She was very dizzy and muttered, "I'm dizzy."
"Who did you drink with?" The speaker sighed softly, "I told you not to drink, but you disobeyed me again."
The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and after a while, a hot towel was placed on my forehead.
Yuan Qingling opened her eyes suddenly.
In the hazy eyes, a face gradually became clear. Yuan Qingling was so shocked that her eyes burst into tears, "Mom?"
"What's wrong? You don't recognize mom anymore?" The woman smiled, took the towel from her forehead and wiped her face, "Who were you drinking with?"
Yuan Qingling was so shocked that she slowly got up and looked at her mother with eyes dazedly. How could her mother be so thin and pale?
Mother Yuan entered the bathroom with a towel. She jumped up, still feeling dizzy, but the sofa, TV, coffee table, cabinet, floor-to-ceiling glass windows...
Oh my god, this is home, has she gone home?
She ran into the room. The wardrobe in the room had a floor-to-ceiling mirror. She saw herself in the mirror, wearing jeans, a T-shirt, a ponytail, and an exquisite white gold and diamond pendant necklace around her neck. This was her twenty-third birthday.
Given to her by her mother.
Oh my God, my God, my God!
Yuan Qing fell down on the bed, how could this happen? She is back? Where is the fifth child? Where is the child?
She covered her face with her hands and started crying.
"Qing'er, what's wrong?" Yuan's mother stood at the door with a hot towel in her eyes, "Who bullied you?"
Yuan Qingling raised her head, with tears on her face, stood up and threw herself into her mother's arms, "Mom, I'm sorry, I made you sad."
Mother Yuan stroked her hair and murmured: "It's okay, it's okay, just come back, just come back, mom has been here waiting for you to come back."
Yuan Qingling raised her head and saw her mother's eyes filled with tears. She felt as if she was in a dream, but when she reached out to wipe her mother's tears, it felt so real.
She held her mother's hand and walked out, then noticed a picture of her hanging on the wall.
It was a photo of her when she graduated. Under her doctor's hat was her smiling face. At that time, her father said that this face looked like she was smiling in the spring breeze, which was very beautiful.
At that time, I wanted to hang it on the wall, but because the photo my brother developed was black and white, my mother said it was a taboo and she was unwilling to hang it.
Now, it is hanging on the wall.
She looked at the sofa she was lying on just now. There was also a picture of her on the sofa, in a frame. It was taken by her father on her fifteenth birthday. She was sitting on the swing in the yard, and her brother was pushing her behind her.
The photo was taken at the moment when she was flying, so in the photo, she was flying over, smiling so much that her mouth reached behind her ears.
"Qing'er, where have you been? Why are you so drunk?" Yuan's mother held her hand and looked at her dreamingly and asked.
Yuan Qingling didn't know what to say. She always thought it was a dream, but it was so real.
"I...I gave birth to a child. I got drunk at the child's full moon party. I woke up here. I don't know what happened. Mom, am I dead here?"
Yuan Qingling asked blankly.
Yuan's mother shed tears, "You are not dead, you are always in my mother's heart."
Yuan Qingling looked at her mother's originally round face, which was now pitifully thin, with her eye sockets sunken deep. Her heart ached, and the pain gradually became severe.
Yuan's mother held her hand and sat down. Yuan Qingling saw the medicine on the coffee table and took it over. It was Paroxetine, a medicine for treating depression.
"Mom!" Yuan Qingling burst into tears and hugged her mother, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"