"But my mother is still waiting for me to come back!"
Xiao Ning's voice was trembling, and his heart was filled with anxiety and uneasiness. His mother's kind face appeared in his mind, which was the warmest harbor in his heart.
Yes, Xiao Ning died, and his departure brought endless pain to his mother. In the previous life, his mother had been waiting for Xiao Ning's return, and she hoped that her son would return home safely every day. If Xiao Ning left, how would his mother live? Who would take care of her in her old age?
Thinking of this, Xiao Ning could not help but feel grief-stricken, tears welling up in his eyes like a flood. He squatted down, hugged his knees with both hands, buried his head in them, and burst into tears. The cry was heartbreaking, as if he wanted to vent all the pain and regret in his heart.
At this moment, he finally understood that what was most difficult for him to give up in his heart was his mother in his previous life.
All this was because of him, because of his impulsiveness and recklessness, which led to such a tragedy. He blamed himself and hated himself for being so stupid and why he couldn't cherish his life. He felt sorry for himself and even more sorry for his mother.
His cries surged out like a flood, as if to release all the pain and sorrow that had been pent up in his heart for a long time. The grief-stricken voice echoed in the air, breaking one's heart.
Xiao Ning cried for a long time, tears flowing like a spring, until his eyes were red, swollen and dry, until he could not shed a single tear. Suddenly, at this moment, a rough hand gently stroked his head, with warmth and comfort. Xiao Ning raised his head and looked at the person in front of him with tearful eyes. It turned out to be his mother. His mother still had that familiar smile on her face, looking at him tenderly.
"Ning'er, what's wrong? Did someone bully you? Tell mom." The mother's voice was full of concern and love.
Xiao Ning could no longer suppress the pain in his heart. He threw himself into his mother's arms and burst into tears: "Mom, I am an unfilial son! I am sorry for you!"
His mother hugged him tightly, patted his back gently, and listened to his crying silently. She didn't say a word, but the understanding and tolerance in her eyes made Xiao Ning feel endless warmth. At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and everything seemed so real and beautiful.
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