Light rain, like silver threads, drifted down from the dark horizon and gently pattered against the window.
Tiny water droplets gather on the glass and slowly slide down.
The blue sky and the rain cast a shadow over the girl's large, pink eyes.
Her fair body, dressed in black, sat quietly in a chair, gazing through the rain-soaked glass at the crowd gathered in front of the tombstone.
They, like the young girl, were dressed in black and listened to the pastor's prayer while holding umbrellas.
A woman with East Asian features stood at the front of the crowd, silently sobbing as she looked at the tombstone.
After the burial was completely finished, the crowd comforted the woman several times before slowly leaving.
Soon, only the woman's frail figure and the girl's blank gaze remained in front of the tombstone.
Squeak—
The door slowly opened, and the girl turned her gaze away from the approaching woman.
With slightly red eyes, the woman bent down and embraced the girl, trying to hold back the tears welling up in her eyes.
The girl was quietly nestled in her arms, her expression unchanged.
"Hera... let's go, let's go back to Great Xia..."
A moment later, the woman's trembling voice rang in my ears.
Hera said nothing, only nodded slightly.
"good……"
It feels so unreal...
I feel so disoriented...
Like...a dream...
...
"Sweetie, after Mommy finishes grading these tests, I'll take you to school. Go and have your breakfast first."
At the dining table, a woman wearing glasses was carefully grading exam papers. She looked at the girl who walked in, and a gentle smile appeared on her wrinkled face.
"Okay, Mom."
Hera nodded, went to the table, and began to eat her breakfast in small bites.
Hera's mother continued grading papers with her head down; her white hair was almost as much as Hera's.
Hera ate her breakfast while looking at her tired mother, her eyes flickering slightly.
"Mother……"
"What's wrong?"
The woman stopped what she was doing, looked up, and adjusted her glasses.
"Let me help you correct some of it. I'm the class monitor, so grading papers is no problem for me."
Upon hearing this, the woman simply smiled.
"Honey, get some rest. You have class later, so don't let this little thing interfere with your studies."
After saying that, he continued to lower his head and correct the papers.
But she has to give a lecture later.
Hera ate her breakfast silently, without saying another word.
Breakfast was quickly finished, and the woman also completed her work. She then drove Hera to the school.
"Pay close attention in class. Don't skip the lesson just because it's not my class in the first period."
The woman gently patted Hera's head, and the latter nodded with a smile.
"Okay, Mom!"
"Okay, let's go into the classroom."
The woman waved her hand and went into the office.
Hera also started walking, slowly entering the classroom and finding her seat.
The drowsy boy propped his head up, his eyelids drooping. But when his gaze fell on that pure white figure, he suddenly woke up and sat down abruptly.
He quickly wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and skillfully pulled out a stool for Hera so she could sit down.
"Thank you, Zhao Rui."
Hera thanked her softly and then sat down.
"Oh, it's nothing, you don't need to thank me every day."
The male student named Zhao Rui scratched his head and returned to his seat somewhat awkwardly.
His gaze kept drifting to Hera beside him, and when she noticed, he hurriedly grabbed a book and pretended to read it.
Hera chuckled lightly, but didn't say anything more.
The class bell rang soon after, and the teacher came to the podium to begin the lesson.
Hera listened attentively, occasionally taking notes with her pen.
Halfway through the class, a teacher came to the door and called out to the teacher in charge of the class.
"Wait a moment, students."
The teacher who was in charge of the class walked out of the classroom and overheard something the other teacher said at the door.
A moment later, the teacher returned to the classroom with a somewhat complicated expression, and his eyes showed undisguised heartache as he looked at Hera.
"Hera, come out here for a moment."
After saying that, he quickly walked out of the classroom.
Hera's heart skipped a beat, and she stood up uneasily, slowly walking out.
After leaving the classroom, she saw an ambulance parked at the school gate, and the person being taken inside was her mother!
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
The teacher stood next to her and told Hera that Hera's mother had suddenly felt dizzy and fainted while working in the office.
Hera suddenly felt a blur before her eyes, and the whole world seemed unreal.
She leaned against the wall and walked quickly downstairs. Her teacher saw this and quickly went to help her.
Hera got into the ambulance and looked at her unconscious mother. Her breathing became rapid and her heartbeat quickened.
She quickly covered her chest, forcing herself to calm down.
Mom is probably just too tired; she should go to the hospital to rest.
My mother usually doesn't have any problems, so it must be because she's too tired.
Hera kept searching for reasons in her mind to comfort herself, and her emotions gradually calmed down.
But when they arrived at the hospital and received the test report, the girl's last glimmer of hope was shattered by the harsh reality.
"Ms. Zhang's condition is not optimistic. Her brain tumor is already malignant, and now the only way to stabilize her condition is through chemotherapy."
Hera sat blankly by the hospital bed, listening to the doctor's diagnosis, feeling a sense of disorientation.
Hera didn't hear a word the doctor said after that.
On the hospital bed, Hera's mother held Hera's pale little hand with heartache in her eyes.
"It's okay, baby. The doctor said that as long as you receive active treatment, there is still hope for recovery."
Besides, the treatment cost isn't too high; our family can afford it.
Hera turned her head stiffly, saw the forced smile on her mother's face, and nodded blankly.
Afterwards, Hera returned home escorted by the other teachers.
She inserted the key and opened the door.
The silence that filled the room made Hera's already pounding heart tremble.
Hera trembled as she turned on the light, which instantly enveloped the empty room, making the loneliness even more intense and deafening.
She sat on the sofa, picked up the remote and turned on the TV, trying to ease the oppressive atmosphere.
A cheerful sound rang out from the television, battling against the noisy loneliness of the room, yet still being firmly suppressed.
Hera sat quietly on the sofa, like a stone statue.
Hera's stomach began to rumble before she slowly stood up.
Hera staggered into the kitchen, slowly opened the refrigerator door, and took out a bowl of yesterday's leftovers.
I clumsily added water to the pot and then put it on the microwave to heat it up.
Once the water boils, put a handful of noodles in and wait quietly for them to cook.
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