"You are my mother, right? You are her, right? You are not dead, right?..." Countless questions burst out like a torrent and instantly made me feel depressed. The young man's tone was urgent and full of expectation.
I looked at his eyes, which were full of despair, but there was a glimmer of hope hidden in the despair. Was it because I was afraid of being disappointed again?
I looked at this handsome young man strangely. He was calling me mom? This title made me doubt it. If I hadn't said it out loud, no one in this era would have called me that.
When he called me mom, I even had an illusion, as if I saw Yijun standing there calling me mom affectionately.
So, who is he? Could it be that he was also one of the very important people in my memory? I thought about it hard, but the memory of being Xie Weiying is really very thin, as if there is a layer of cicada wings. It covers a lot of truth. I can’t see clearly what is hidden on the other side?
I looked at his sad face and asked cautiously: "Should I get to know you?"
I don't know why, but I can't be as indifferent to him as I am to those people.
Hearing my words, he retreated hurtly, staggered, and fell backwards as he could barely hold up his body.
"How could you forget... How could you forget even Shao Shao... What they said was indeed true... You really forgot, you forgot everything..." His expression seemed to have suddenly collapsed, and his heart was unconsciously There was some pain in my heart. I looked at his pale cheeks and the emptiness in his eyes. I wanted to go over and help him, but I still couldn't take that step...
Should I remember you? I asked myself.
But... the only answer was a blank in my brain. I used to think that losing some memories was insignificant to me, but until now, it was so heartbreaking and painful to see someone who was once so important forgotten by me. With an expression on my face, I suddenly understood that when I was hurt, so many people were also hurt after me.
It turns out that I am never alone by my side.
I looked at him and whispered: "I'm sorry." Soon, looking at his bloodless cheeks, I comforted him: "Don't worry, I'm very fast, I'll remember everything very quickly, you don't have to So sad."
He glanced at me and suddenly smiled coldly. I even felt that his smile was full of blood and tears. It was so helpless and so heart-wrenching.
He just stood there and looked at me quietly, as if he wanted to see through the river, as if he wanted to see across the river of forgetfulness that was spiraling up among us and always existed, as if he wanted to live in the depths of my soul...
"Even if you forget about Shao Shao, Mom, Shao Shao will still be by my side. Never again," he paused painfully, "never again will I let my mother cry alone when no one is around." By my side, my mother will never be left alone in a dark place with no way to ask for help, my mother will never be left so desperate, and my mother will never be hurt again... ...Never again..." His resolute face was full of seriousness and piety. It was as if he had made a permanent promise to her.
He would never forget how heartbroken and regretful he felt when he followed the man who hurt her into that dark and damp place and saw her huddled alone in the corner, silent and without any sign of life. .It made them almost want to die in pain. Only then did they realize that under her white clothes and her plain Jingya smile, she was covered with scars and bruises. Her ten fingers were bloody and bloody. She was pinched alive, but on the stage, she still played so indifferently and coldly, as if nothing had happened... Under her white clothes, there was a piece of rags that did not cover her body. The white shirt she had worn for a long time was covered with dark red bloodstains. There were countless scars on her body, all of which were bruised and torn. She was bleeding so much that the white clothes were dyed red. She said nothing and asked them to do nothing. She still played quietly in front of everyone calmly and sang the last song that she had already decided on.
She had chosen to do this a long time ago, choosing to leave alone. But she quietly bloomed in everyone's hearts like an enchanting poppy, leaving behind a beautiful white back.
She made their hearts ache, bleed, and break, and then she left.
However, to this day, they are still feeling guilty about why they didn't take good care of her since they were by her side. So, he will never let something like that happen that will make him regret his whole life again.
Sima Shao silently looked at her with clear eyes, and then suddenly walked over, dragging his body that was weakened by missing her, and before she could react, he opened his arms and gave her a big warm embrace, close to her.
He whispered softly into her ear: "Mom, welcome back. Shao Shao has been waiting for this day for too long." In order to make himself stronger, he could replace the man who hurt her, that is, the man who hurt her.
The superior emperor took good care of her on his behalf. Therefore, over the years, he had always harbored hopes, or some kind of fantasy that he had made up and did not want to believe the facts. He had been thinking that she was not dead. She was indeed not dead, and
It's so good, so good to be back by his side again.
"You are Xie Weiying, right? You are Shao Shao's mother, right?" After speaking, it seemed that he was unable to but forced himself to confirm the answer, and sighed softly.
Seeing him like this, I silently recited in my mind the words I just swallowed: I'm just changing my clothes.
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