After hearing Aunt Xia's words, my ears suddenly buzzed and I couldn't hear any sound for a moment.
I felt as if I had been struck by lightning, and my whole body froze in the chair, as if even my breathing had stopped.
for a long time
Until Aunt Xia's voice sounded again: "Hey, Mr. Chen, did you hear me? Hello"
"I can, Aunt Xia, I can hear it. What did you just say?"
"I said your mother is dying, please come back quickly!"
"Okay, okay, I'll be back right away. Tell my mother soon, I'll be back right away!"
After saying that, I put down my phone, grabbed the car keys and stood up.
But my legs suddenly became weak and I was about to fall to the ground. Wang Yi quickly supported me with his eyes and hands.
She frowned and asked me nervously: "What's wrong, aunt?"
"My mom, my mom is dying. I have to go back soon."
Hearing what I said, she was extremely shocked. She looked at me with her eyes wide open, and after a while she said, "Let's go, I'll take you back."
She kept supporting me, and I said to her, "No need to help me, I'm fine."
After steadying myself, I took a deep breath, calmed down my emotions, and then ran out of the office.
Wang Yi followed me out and followed me to the garage.
After getting ready to get in the car, Wang Yi took the car keys from my hand and said to me: "Let me drive. You are not in a good condition right now."
I nodded and sat in the passenger seat.
Along the way, Wang Yi drove the car very fast, almost trying to find every opportunity, and almost rear-ended the car in front of him.
I don't blame her. If I were driving, I would be more anxious than her.
Although I had already thought about this day, when the day actually arrived, I still felt very uncomfortable.
My mother is obviously in such good condition today. She ate more breakfast and lunch than usual, and even went out to bask in the sun for a while. Why is she so cold?
The drive usually takes more than forty minutes, but today we only drove home in half an hour.
Before the car stopped, I opened the door and ran out of the car.
I jumped out of the car and ran towards the back room, arriving at my mother's room.
My mother was sitting in front of the window, and Aunt Xia was sitting next to her, holding a book in her hand, and still reading to my mother.
Although my mother is a rural woman, she has always liked reading.
During this period of time when she was here with me, even though her health was not good, she would still let me or Aunt Xia read to her.
Seeing that I was back, Aunt Xia hurriedly put down her book and stood up: "Mr. Chen, you are finally back."
I raised my hand to indicate that I didn't need to say anything, and then walked quietly to my mother's side.
I tilted my head and glanced at my mother. Her eyes were slightly closed, her face and lips were bloodless, and her whole person was lifeless.
I knew that she was dying and there was no way she could be sent to the hospital.
I felt terribly uncomfortable, but I tried my best to hold it back. I took the book from Aunt Xia's hand and asked Aunt Xia: "Where did you read?"
"Those people, it seems now, are actually on a journey without knowing it. That's it." Aunt Xia whispered back.
I nodded and said to her: "It's okay, I'll read it while you go about your business."
Aunt Xia nodded, looked at my mother again, and walked out of the room.
I took a deep breath and sat where Aunt Xia was sitting just now, picked up the Rose Island, and found the paragraph that Aunt Xia had just read.
I looked at my mother with a smile and said softly: "Mom, I'm here, don't be afraid, I'll read to you."
After a pause, I took a deep breath and then started reading: "Some people just keep saying goodbye just to find a little warmth, but they can never find what they have imagined in their hearts. They are like passengers on a night train.
, ups and downs, lost in the village before dawn. But my journey still continues."
At this point, I stopped.
Seeing my mother feel very sad, I know that my mother misses my father. She has never said it out loud in these years, but I know that she misses my father very much.
Because this book was a token of love given to her by my father.
At this time Wang Yi came over and she glanced at me, as if she didn't quite understand why I did this.
And my mother suddenly said: "Why did you stop?"
Her voice was already very weak, and you couldn't hear it unless you listened carefully.
I finally came to my senses and continued to read:
"The best love is for two people to be each other's companions, without restraint, entanglement, possession, or desire to find meaning from each other. That is doomed to fail. Instead, it should be the two of us, standing side by side.
Let’s look at this lonely world together, look at those things.”
My mother seemed to have fallen asleep. I gently closed the book and lifted the blanket on my mother's body.
My mother's face, tempered by years, is getting older and older. It is full of wrinkles, steamed white hair, and thin cheeks.
I felt extremely distressed when I saw it, and I couldn't be more distressed.
My mother just slept peacefully, without even a sound of breathing.
There was really no breathing, and my mother just left like this, she left forever.
The fallen leaves outside the window are still hovering in the air, and they will eventually fall to the ground.
I didn't cry, fuss, scream, or feel heart-wrenchingly uncomfortable.
But at that moment, it felt like my heart had been taken out of my stomach. The pain was so painful that I couldn't breathe, and the pain was so painful that I couldn't extricate myself...
I gritted my teeth and raised my head and took a deep breath, but the tears still fell. Countless memories flooded into my heart, and I punched myself twice in the chest.
I picked up the book again, with a choked voice, and continued reading: "I only know that the world at this moment is slightly different because of your existence. Such a slight difference is enough to make me feel the majesty of flying.
Will, rather than the gradual collapse of life day after day. Falling into this lonely city."
My eyes were blurred by tears, and the paper on this page was soaked with tears.
I couldn't read it anymore, so I lay on my mother's knees and sobbed heart-breakingly.
In an instant, I just felt that the whole world suddenly turned into a silent movie at this moment. The colors of the movie were only black and white. Black was the past years, and white was the unknown purity.
So the whole city became so silent, and the fallen leaves outside the window finally returned to their roots.
My body was shaking violently and I couldn't help crying. I couldn't stop it.
I cried until there were no more tears, until my lungs hurt from crying, and I knelt down in front of my mother, unable to stand up again.
Although I had known about this day for a long time, when it actually came, I found myself so helpless, so fragile, and so vulnerable!
My mother left so quietly, without even leaving a single word.