"Mom, you died too?" Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then looked helpless. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you from now on. Come back with me in a bit. My place is alright, just a little small. When I have money, we'll rent a bigger house."

Hearing this, the child's mother cried even harder, "Xiaoyu, why? Why did you want to commit suicide? Please tell Mommy! What did Mommy do wrong? What did Mommy do wrong? Why did you want to commit suicide?"

She didn't understand, she really couldn't understand, why her son would commit suicide, why?

"Mom, you're not dead?" The boy finally realized that his mother was alive.

"No, I'd like to ask the master to let me see you. How are you doing over there?"

Xiaoyu's mother couldn't stop crying; her son, her son...

"I..." Xiaoyu lowered her head, feeling somewhat distressed, "because I'm so tired."

"You're tired? How are you tired? I've taken meticulous care of every aspect of your life, from your food and clothing to your shelter and transportation. How can you be so heartless?"

She gave him everything, providing him with the best of everything in terms of clothing, food, housing, and transportation. How could she be tired?

"It's you, it's you who made me so tired!"

Xiaoyu suddenly looked up at her mother. "You're the one who made me so tired. You won't let me go out, you won't let me go out with my classmates. What else is there in my life besides studying?"

Studying in the morning, studying at noon, tutoring in the evening—my life is completely transparent to you. I have no privacy, I can't chat with my friends; I'm just your pawn!