Chapter 338 I Want to Go to the Cemetery to See My Mother

11pm.

Qingwan River.

A twelve-year-old boy, carrying his schoolbag and wiping his tears, walked towards the river with his head lowered.

The moonlight and street lights cast a long, thin shadow on him.

It was such a cold day, and he was only wearing a thin sweatshirt. His hands and face were frozen red, but he didn't notice it at all.

The clear moonlight shone on the surface of the river, and the wind caused ripples on the water.

At this time, all the shops near the river have closed.

It was so cold that no one was out walking their dogs.

Only a few crows and moths hovered above the street lights, slowly glancing down at the young boy in the shade of the tree.

The young boy hunched his back slightly, and the cold wind blew his sweater against his body. He looked like a piece of clothing that was too big and stuffed on a skinny hanger.

His hair was also a little messy and covered in dust.

The twelve-year-old boy just walked along, wiping his tears, sobbing softly from time to time.

"What are you doing?"

"Why aren't you home so late?"

Two strong lights shone over, and two policemen on duty saw the child wiping tears and walking towards the river. They looked at each other and walked towards him.

Recently, many people have come to Qingwanjiang to commit suicide.

Especially teenagers of this age.

"Little boy, what's your name? Why are you here alone at the riverside so late at night?"

The boy lowered his head and only answered, "My name is Zhou Hang."

After that, he didn't say another word.

The two policemen were very patient and spoke in a gentle tone, for they were afraid that if they spoke in a harsher tone, it would scare the boy and cause him psychological distress.

"Is this little Zhou Hang? Where are your parents?"

Zhou Hang still lowered his head, said nothing, and seemed unusually silent.

In front of the police, he did not wipe away his tears or sob.

The moonlight and street lights made his face blurry.

He lowered his head so the two policemen couldn't see his expression.

Seeing that Zhou Hang didn't say anything, the two policemen looked at each other and let out a small sigh in their hearts.

One of the policemen, a tall and thin man, said, "It's too cold now and it's late. It's not safe for a child like you to walk outside."

"Can you please come back with us to the station first? We'll call your parents to pick you up."

Another policeman with a square face talked about human traffickers and explained how difficult it is to guard against the methods used by these traffickers to kidnap people.

"They just love to kidnap kids your age, so next time, don't walk out alone so late without an adult."

As the two policemen spoke, they patted Zhou Hang on the shoulder.

"Come on, let's go to the police station first and wait for your parents to pick you up."

Zhou Hang was silent.

He also didn't want to cause trouble for the policeman. It was so late, and he felt bad for delaying his work because of his own affairs.

All the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat. Zhou Hang nodded, and walked back with his head lowered, escorted by two policemen.

But he would turn around and look at the river not far away every three steps.

This action and look made the police tremble with fear.

They thought that when the child's parents came, they would have to make them pay attention to the child's mental health issues.

If someone comes to the riverside late at night, they are basically looking for death.

But for most people, the thought of wanting to die only lasts for a moment, and then it passes, and they get over it after being persuaded by others.

"Don't be afraid, we'll take you back to the station first."

"Your parents will be worried if you're out so late."

Seeing Zhou Hang wearing so little in such a cold weather, a policeman frowned slightly.

This child's parents are really outrageous.

No wonder the child has suicidal thoughts.

It's so cold, but you don't have to worry about your child getting frozen to death if you wear so little.

Zhou Hang remained silent.

The moonlight made his shadow look thin and lonely.

After walking for a while, he suddenly stopped and raised his tear-stained face.

The young boy's voice was choked with sobs, and listening to it in the quiet night made one feel sad.

He said, "I want to go to the cemetery to see my mother."

"I haven't seen my mother for a long time. I want to see her."

To go to the cemetery, the riverside is the only way.

After he said this, the two policemen fell silent.

The expressions of both of them became stiff at this moment, and they both felt sad.

Such a young child has no mother.

The policeman with the thin face patted him on the shoulder. He didn't know what to say. He wanted to comfort the child, but his voice was a little choked.

"Why don't you go during the day? Don't go at night. It's not safe."

Zhou Hang buried his head even lower.

If an ordinary person does this, no matter how thin they are, they will probably have a double chin.

But he was so thin that he didn't have any flesh on his face, and his cheeks were even deeply sunken.

He hasn't had a good meal since his mother left.

"I tried to see her during the day, but I couldn't see my mom during the day, I could only see her picture."

"So I want to go there at night. I want to know if I can see her at night."

Zhou Hang sobbed.

He is a strong child.

However, no matter how strong a child is, there will come a day when he can no longer control his tears.

He missed his mother and wanted to see her very much.

I really want to know how she is doing and how she is doing recently.

Someone told him that if he didn’t see his mother in his dreams, it might mean that she had been reincarnated.

But he never dreamed of his mother.

I don’t know if my mother blames him.

It’s his fault that he couldn’t see her for the last time.

The police felt very sad when they saw the child sobbing.

According to their profession, they should tell the child that there are no ghosts or gods in this world.

But there is not only legal principles in this world, there is also human nature.

The two policemen just patted him on the shoulder and said nothing.

I waited for the flowers to bloom and float over from the cemetery. When they floated to the riverside, I happened to see this scene.

At first glance, she didn't recognize that it was her son Hanghang.

In my impression, Hanghang is a chubby baby.

But now, why have you become so thin?

Why are even my cheeks sunken?

“Hanghang…”

Waiting for the flowers to bloom, he shouted uncertainly.

Why is Hanghang so thin?

Didn’t his father promise her that he would take good care of Hanghang?

Is this how he takes care of me?

It was winter, and the kid was allowed to be seen by the river alone, dressed so thinly, late at night.

If she hadn't met the police, she couldn't imagine what would happen next.

"Mom...Mom?"

Zhou Hang thought there was something wrong with his ears, so he raised his head carefully, fearing that he was hallucinating.

But when he looked up, he seemed to see his mother's shadow looking at him!

He rubbed his eyes, his heart beating wildly, and tears burst out at this moment.

Zhou Hang grabbed the tall, thin-faced policeman next to him and cried and laughed, "Brother, I saw my mother!"