Rain and wind
My mom says she’s a strategist and she’s gonna be wiped out by the system if he can’t get my dad to fall in love.
The kind where the spirits are scattered.
I whispered to my father, but my father said, “Let her die.” I’m sorry.
Mom heard that too. She didn’t cry, she held me gently.
Then Mom really died.
But my cold-hearted father, he’s crazy.
One.
Mom slept a long time. She didn’t wake up.
I touched her body, cold and hard.
No warm and soft in the day.
“Mom, I’m hungry. “I shook her hard, but she didn’t open her eyes.
She wasn’t like that before.
I used to just hum, and she would wake up and hug me in the arms.
But she’s sleeping like this.
I pulled the covers over her and then I climbed down to the bed to call Dad.
Dad hasn’t been home for days. The neighbor Aunt Lin said he got divorced last month. He doesn’t want me and Mom.
Aunt Lin also said that Mom and the moon were very similar and that Dad must have treated her like the moon.
I didn’t know what the moonlight was, so I ran to ask Mom.
And her mother said, Quietly for a long time: that is nothing but the past.
I don’t understand.
I don’t like the moon anymore.
Because it took my dad.
Two.
Mom put a password on the phone so I couldn’t see it.
I picked up my phone to my mom’s face, but it didn’t turn on like it does in a day.
And I said to the starter, “Sire, I’m not watching animated movies anymore. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I went to knock on Aunt Lin’s door and nobody was home.
I had to go to bed and look at my mother.
Mommy’s beautiful, sleeping and beautiful, even more beautiful than the fairies on TV.
Father used to watch her while her mother was asleep, and then he took her from me to their room.
He bit his mom like a puppy. Mom was scared of dogs, but didn’t push him away.
The next morning, mom would wake up late and make breakfast for me and dad.
The adults always say kids don’t remember, but I do.
I remember when Mom was so busy and her eyes were laughing.
But Dad didn’t laugh, he sat there watching his cell phone, went to the office after breakfast and sent me to kindergarten.
Kindergarten teachers like to send me, and I heard them say my dad was the best, tall, handsome and rich, like a star.
They also said that my father was cold and he didn’t like people, and it would be perfect if he were gentler.
I don’t think they’re right.
Song Moon’s father carries him on his shoulder every time he comes to kindergarten.
And my dad would just take me off the car and put me in kindergarten.
3
I took out the picture of my mother. It was taken at the art gallery the other day.
Dad didn’t want to go with us, but Mama held him up: “Just one more time, if you grow up and you can see it, otherwise it’s pathetic.” I’m sorry.
I saw tears in my mother’s eyes, but she didn’t cry.
Dad finally agreed.
In that picture, my mother was holding me in a princess dress and leaning softly on Daddy’s shoulder.
Dad didn’t push Mom away, he kept her quiet.
Of the three, I’m the only one laughing the best.
My mother looked at this picture with me yesterday before she went to bed, and she kissed me in the face and said, “If only my mother had been more useful. I’m sorry.
“You must grow up brave and never be afraid. I’m sorry.
“Well, I want to grow up bravely.” I’m sorry.
She smiled, but her face was tears.
She’s been crying more lately than I am.
Then she put me to sleep, and I heard her begging and talking to someone: “How come you’re here before it’s time? She’s three years old, please…”
I don’t know who she’s talking to. It’s just the two of us.
But I’m too sleepy to lift my eyelids.
When I woke up, my mother was lying next to me, and she was not covered, so she was so cold.
I held Mom’s hand with my little hand, hoping she’d be warmer.
Unfortunately not.
4
After a while, Mom’s phone rings.
I got it, and the bell stopped.
The phone’s dead.
I charged my phone, but the phone didn’t call again.
I’m hungry, I’ve moved a little bench to open the fridge, but I can only get a bag of bread.
I tried to get the milk from the fridge, and the stool fell, and I fell.
“Mom, it hurts.” I cry and I go to Mama.
Mom’s still not awake.
She’s the one who’s afraid of me falling.
I cried and fell asleep next to my mother and heard my father’s voice in my dreams.
No, not in the dream. Dad’s really back.
I opened my eyes and I heard the losing code.
The door was opened, but Dad didn’t come in, except his voice: “The kindergarten called and said she didn’t go to school, and I came back to see you. Don’t worry, just after the surgery. Ask the doctor. I’ll be right with you. I’m sorry.
He’s on the phone. He’s so gentle. He’s never talked to me and Mom like that.
He’s always flat for us, sometimes cold.
“Daddy. “I crawled out of my mother’s bed and ran out.
Dad saw me wrinkled: “Why aren’t my clothes on? I’m sorry.
I stopped and couldn’t walk, standing at the door of the bedroom whispering, “Mom is sleeping in bed.” I’m sorry.
He didn’t go to visit his mother, but he said, “Mong-hoon, I’ll give you three days to think about it, and you’ll get all the cars on this side of the house, sign the divorce sooner, for the good of both of us.” I’m sorry.
Something fell down in the bedroom. I thought Mom was awake. Run.
The result was that the phone fell off the floor when charged.
I went out again to call Dad, but he’s gone by the elevator.
I raised my toes to go down the elevator and to tell his mother how she couldn’t wake up.
But Mom said that children must never take the elevator alone.
One time I went to the garage with the elevator and my mom came to me and cried.
I went back to bed with my mom and I didn’t want her to cry.
She was so sad when she cried, she hid from me.
I like her laughing.
5
I’ve finished my bread, I can only drink water.
Drinking water or starving, and Mom still hasn’t woken up.
I think Mom’s sick, and I always sleep when I’m sick, but it’s okay if Mom gives me pills.
I brought my medicine to feed my mother when I was sick.
Mom didn’t open her mouth. I stuck it in.
I’m sleepy again, sleeping next to my mom.
When I woke up, kindergarten was already out of school. I was on the balcony looking down. Song Moon was carried by his father. On his shoulder, his father’s other hand holds his fat mother.
Song Moon says his mother is not fat, she’s pregnant, he’ll have a younger sister soon.
I’d like to have a little sister so we can play with toys and go to kindergarten.
Auntie Lin also said to her mother when she came to play, “You and Xiaojiang are three years old and you can have one more. They only have one son. He is easy to remember, and you’ll have another.” I’m sorry.
My mother said, “The bonding relationship is not strong, and his company has been busy lately. I’m sorry.
Aunt Lin laughed, “What’s so busy? I saw you two in the garage last month.”
Sister. “My mom got red and covered my ear, “Here’s the tummy. I’m sorry.
Aunt Lin said, “It’s okay. Kids don’t understand. I’m sorry.
I didn’t get it. I kept asking my mom what she and Dad were doing in the car.
My mother asked me, “Do you want your brother and sister?” I’m sorry.
I tried to nod my head hard: “I think Mom’s gonna have one, I’m gonna have one tomorrow. I’m sorry.
Mom touched my face: “Well, I’m not alone with my brother and sister. I’m sorry.
Mom told me she was an orphan since she was a kid, afraid of being alone.
She told me she had a serious disease in her world, and she couldn’t live.
It’s a fairy called the System who sends her here, so that if he likes her, she can stay here in health, always with me and Dad.
“Does Dad like you?” I asked her.
Mom didn’t answer me. She didn’t seem to know.
Six.
Mom made something delicious that night and put me to bed before Dad came back.
But I woke up immediately when Dad came back and I wanted to say to him that he must love Mom and then we’ll be together forever.
I opened the door and saw my mom in a red dress pouring wine for Dad.
My mother is beautiful!
But Dad pushed Mom away, “What, are you going to do it again?” I’m sorry.
He’s angry.
Mom’s stuck. I’m scared too.
“I don’t know what you’re saying.” I’m sorry.
“Did you show up at that bar five years ago just by chance? I’m sorry.
“You just know what I needed the most, and you approached me on purpose. I’m sorry.
Mom didn’t talk, just looked down, like she did something wrong.
Dad stood up: “I hate to be used in deception. We’ll divorce you tomorrow. We’ll give you the house and the car, and I’ll give you an extra sum of money for the rest of your lives. I’m sorry.
I know what a divorce is.
Our mom and dad were divorced, and she lived with her dad, and she said it was hard to see her.
Mom’s tears fell down like pearls.
“What are you crying for? I’m sorry.
“No, I don’t want this, even if you don’t have it, I like it with you.” I’m sorry.
Dad didn’t believe it, he’s gone.
Leave Mom alone for a long time.
She said to herself, “You forgot, when you held me in your arms to keep me from going.” I’m sorry.
“You said you liked me. You liked me very much. I’m sorry.
“That was the first time I was loved…”
7
“Mom, I like you, too, very much. I said to Mom,
Mom closed her eyes and didn’t answer me.
I kissed my mother’s face, and Mom loved it when I kissed her.
She says I’m her little angel, a baby more precious than her life.
And then I smelled a strange smell on my mom.
I don’t like the taste of it. My mom always cleans up and smells soft, never tastes like that.
I went to the bathroom to take my mom’s usual baths and put them on her, but it smelled for a while.
“Mom, wake up. “I couldn’t help crying.
The more I cried, the more I cried, the more thunder rained.
I’m scared of thunder. I’m scared to hide.
But Mom said, “Let me grow up brave, let me not be afraid.”
I climbed out of the blanket to call Dad again to tell him that his mother was taking her medication and that she was very sick.
I can’t find a place to call.
Why is it dark when I’m charging?
I think Dad will call. He must have heard thunder.
He used to come to my room with my mom when it was thunder.
He says I’m too chicken, like a little mouse.
And We said to him with anger: I am not a mouse, nor am I. I’m sorry.
“What are you? He asked me.
“I am your little baby.” I’m sorry.
He laughed and Mom laughed.
I admit, he was better-looking than Song Moon’s dad.
But he didn’t laugh much, so he didn’t look good much.
I waited until the thunder stopped and the rain stopped.
8
When I woke up the next day, I gave Mom another pill.
Someone’s ringing the bell, and finally someone’s coming.
Is Dad back?
I don’t think so. Dad comes straight in with the code and doesn’t ring the bell.
Could be bad guys.
Mom said kids can’t open doors to people they don’t know. It’s dangerous.
“Who?” I stood at the door and asked.
“It’s me, Aunt Xu. I’m sorry.
“You can’t come in, go away.” I’m sorry.
Aunt Xu, is worse than the bad guy.
She looked like her mother, but she cried the other day.
It was the next day after Dad left, and in the morning someone rang.
Mom went to open the door, and this Aunt Hsu stood outside, and she said she had the wish.
She took her mother from head to toe and laughed: “You are like me.” I’m sorry.
Mom wasn’t looking well. I’ve never seen her like that.
But I don’t think she’s much like Mom.
My mother’s eyes were softer and more beautiful, and even Song Moon admitted that she was better looking than his mother.
Anyway, no matter how much someone looks like their mother, I can recognize my mother at once.
9
Aunt Xu walked into our house that day, looked inside and outside and sat on the couch.
Mom asked me to play in the room, but I don’t want to. I want to be with Mom.
Aunt Xu said, “I would’ve done it if my Jun-joon had behaved so badly. I’m sorry.
And my mother took me in her arms: “It was only a child who cast a sting, and did not listen.” My son, you can teach, but no one can. I’m sorry.
Aunt Xu smiled: “You don’t teach, you will be educated in society.” I’m sorry.
And mother said: “What shall come of it, and do not worry about it.” I’m sorry.
Mom always spoke softly, it was the first time I heard her talk with anger.
Aunt Xu said, “It’s none of my business. Didn’t Jiang ask you for a divorce?” He’ll give you half my money later. I’m sorry.
And Mama took a cup of tea: “And remember, I am half of every cent he has now.” I’m sorry.
And she went away angry and said, “You are only taking the nest by my face.” I’m sorry.
She looked at her: “How could I have had the opportunity to take the nest if you had not left him to marry another man at his most difficult time?” I’m sorry.
Mom was like an animated warrior.
After Aunt Koh left, Mom cried in the bathroom.
I heard her talking to someone.
She said if Dad didn’t like her, she’d be wiped out.
She’ll be gone and she’ll never see me again.
She said she shouldn’t be greedy.
I should not be born to suffer because I should not be loved and want my children to go around my knees.
10
I called Dad, told Dad what Mom said and said she might die.
Dad asked me, “Is Mom with you? Did she teach you to say that? I’m sorry.
I said Mom’s not here. I wanted to tell Dad myself.
“Let her die.” I’m sorry.
“Daddy, you’re the big bad guy. I cried.
I don’t know what death is, but I’m sorry.
When I hung up on the phone, I saw my mom standing at the door.
She came to hold me softly, smote me on my back and said she would always be with me.
Even a single wind and a drop of rain will always be with me.
Eleven.
Night, Dad’s back.
He rebukes my mother for teaching children like me to talk.
Mom listens quietly, no explanation.
And when he did not speak, she laughed, and asked him, “You should like me, too. How can you sleep with me in my bed for so long if you don’t?” I’m sorry.
“Even though I look like her, it’s been so long that you always know the difference. I’m sorry.
“Can’t you really like me for a moment? Just a moment. I’m sorry.
She smiled and talked, but her eyes were crying.
“Don’t think that I didn’t know that you put medicine in my drink for the sake of gushing.” I’m sorry.
“You thought you could squeeze me with a child. You were wrong. I’m sorry.
“You’re just a physical need for me. I’m sorry.
After the last sentence, Mom stopped laughing and cried.
She just looked at Dad like that beautiful china doll in my toy box.
Then she said to Dad, “I will not divorce you, I will not die.” I’m sorry.
12
Aunt Xu continues to knock outside the door: “Oh, come on, open the door. Auntie has brought you good food, and Joon-suk is here. I’m sorry.
I also heard a little boy angry saying he didn’t like it here and went back to play games.
“I won’t open the door for you. Go away. “I said it out loud.
Although I’m hungry, I want to eat.
Aunt Xu stopped talking to me, and she called me by my mother’s name: “Mong-ho, come out, we’ll talk again. I’m sorry.
“You don’t have to hide from me. You’ll meet again. I’m sorry.
“Why bother with someone who doesn’t like you? I’m sorry.
After a while, she finally left.
I opened the door quietly. It was empty.
Well, if only she kept the food.
I’m so hungry I have a stomachache, I flip out an egg in the trash can before I get rid of it.
Although Mom says you can’t eat on the ground, you’ll get sick.
But I’m so hungry I can’t stand it.
I was careful to take off the trash, and after a bite, I thought my mom didn’t eat.
Mom says it’s better to eat when you’re sick.
I took the eggs to my mother: [Mom, you eat, you eat, you’ll get better.] _
Mom doesn’t eat. I just put eggs in my mouth like a pill.
Then I lay beside her.
Tomorrow, Mom will be fine.
13
I woke up again.
It’s still light, not till tomorrow.
Mom’s smell is worse.
I put on a stool and opened the window, and that’s what Mom used to do.
“Hey, kid, it’s dangerous. Get down. * An uncle across the street shouted out to me *
“There are no adults in the house across the street, and your kids are climbing the window. I’m sorry.
And I said to him, “Uncle, I did not climb the window, I did open it.” I’m sorry.
But uncle didn’t seem to hear me or let me go.
I’m going down. Uncle finally stopped screaming.
The wind came in, blew Mom’s soft hair, and the smell finally faded.
That picture was blown down by the wind.
I picked up the pictures and looked at us.
That night, when Mom said she wouldn’t get divorced, Dad stopped coming home.
But Mom took me to the office to find Dad, and she said she’d leave some pictures.
Mom’s got a pretty dress and a nice dress for me.
Dad said he was having a meeting this afternoon, asked her to take me back and told her not to come to the office.
Mom was not angry, and said to Dad, “This is the last time, and I will never come again.” I’m sorry.
“Let’s do it again, when you’re old enough to look at it, otherwise it’s pathetic. I’m sorry.
Dad finally agreed to go with us.
The cameraman kept Mom and Dad close and made them laugh.
But in the end, I was laughing.
After the photo was taken, Mom told the photographer to hurry up, and the sooner the better.
And then Mom said to Dad, “Let’s go have a bite of McDonald’s. I’m sorry.
Dad wrinkled, “You don’t eat junk food for kids. I’m sorry.
Mom laughed, “Just one more time, and then I won’t.” I’m sorry.
Then she pulls up Dad’s hand: “Really, don’t lie to you. I’m sorry.
I kissed Dad in the face too, “Dad, I want to eat.” I’m sorry.
Dad wants to come with us.
Mom ordered a lot of good stuff and even gave me ice cream when I wasn’t allowed.
I’m really happy.
There are so many kids in McDonald’s, everybody’s with their parents, but I think I’m the happiest.
I ate my mouth full of butter, and my dad took a towel to wipe my mouth, and Mom filmed us.
Dad asked if there was anything to shoot. Mom said it was funny.
She ended up taking pictures of the three of us.
On this day, we took more pictures than we did for the rest of our lives.
14
We went for a walk in the park in the sunset, and Mom bought me a rabbit balloon, and I sat on my dad’s shoulder and I was singing.
People around say we’re a happy family.
Mom also took Daddy’s arm.
Dad said, “Don’t think it’ll change my mind.” I’m sorry.
Mom returned to him in the evening: “I know, it won’t happen again. I’m sorry.
The sunset fell in the river. It was beautiful.
Mother told me it’s called half-Sether and half-Red. It’s a beautiful view.
If I knew it was the last time Mom and I saw the scenery, I wouldn’t sleep.
I’m going to look at it and remember it.
But in the end, my happiness, with the sunset, sank in half of the river serri…
15
Dad sent us back to the office.
Mom said to Dad, “This is the happiest day of my life. I’m sorry.
Then she kissed Dad with her toes on her feet: “Thank you when you’re in the river.” I’m sorry.
Dad looked at her with his eyes, and his long eyelashes twitched, and his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something to Mom.
Mom’s watching him, waiting for him to talk.
“But I’m still not going to divorce you.” I’m sorry.
“Neither will he die. I’m sorry.
She smiled, and then she shut Dad out.
Dad was angry outside the door and she was laughing and crying.
It’s the last time they get angry.
One last time, bye.
16
I put it back in Mom’s hand, and I said, “The more I look at it, the more I think we’re all looking. _
[Mom, we’ll shoot next birthday.] _
[We go once a year, so I look at myself and grow up] _
I think so. I can watch Mom grow up too.
It’s a little windy. I pulled the covers for Mom.
Her hair was blown up and I found her favorite pearl hair clip to wrap her hair.
Well, Mommy’s beautiful again now.
There was a knock at the door: “Is there anyone home? We are property. I’m sorry.
It’s the uncle and aunt of the property. I’m going to open the door.
My uncle saw me and immediately said, “That’s the kid who just climbed the window. I’m sorry.
“Where’s your mom and dad? I’m sorry.
I said, “Dad’s at the office, Mom’s sick and sleeping. I’m sorry.
“Can we come in and see?”
I nodded my head: “Yes. I’m sorry.
I took my aunt into the bedroom and she went to her mother to talk to her.
But the next second, she suddenly screamed back.
The uncles came in, and they looked around Mom, and someone started calling.
The police are here, the doctor is here.
Dad, finally back.
17
Mom’s dead.
I know when I listen to my aunts and uncles.
I don’t know what to call dead.
I asked my uncle and aunt, but they were shaking their heads and some were crying.
I went to ask Dad again.
Daddy stood by her and looked at her.
The police and the father said: “The time of death was around 10 p.m. the day before yesterday, with a preliminary exclusion of the possibility of his killing, and the specific cause of his death was subject to a forensic examination. I’m sorry.
“When I came back yesterday morning, she was fine.” I’m sorry.
I told Dad, “Dad, Mom was sick when you came back yesterday, and I called her so long she didn’t wake up. I’m sorry.
“What did you say?” I’m sorry.
“When you came back yesterday, I wanted to tell your mother that she was sick, but you left, and I couldn’t catch you. I’m sorry.
“I gave my mom pills and she’s still sleeping. I’m sorry.
“Daddy, when will Mom wake up? I’m sorry.
Dad didn’t answer me, he was shaking and leaning over to see Mom: [You were always fine, you were never sick, you were sick, we went to a doctor.] _
He suddenly picked up Mom and went out.
18
He used to hold his mother with his hands around his neck and looked at him gently.
But now, Mom’s hands are down, her eyes are closed, and there’s no more tenderness.
The uncles pulled Dad and told him to put his mother down: “Mr. Jiang, you can’t come back from the dead. I’m sorry.
Dad doesn’t talk, he’s too strong for his uncles.
I cried and uncles told aunts to take me away.
There were people downstairs, and I heard them say, “How come the child’s mother was so good?”
“Maybe it’s a brain or a heart attack, and now these diseases are young. I’m sorry.
“I heard her mother was gone the night before yesterday, and the child stayed with the body, and when the property came in, the child was starving to eat garbage. I’m sorry.
“Oh, my God, that’s so sad. I can’t hear it. I’m sorry.
I don’t feel sad because I’ve been with Mom.
Then the uncles came down, but they didn’t see Dad.
The uncles pushed a car with a white bed covered.
I can’t see the people in the covers, but I know my mom sleeps inside.
When we used to hide from cats and cats, my mom was lying in bed, and I could recognize it.
And then she said to me, “Mom is hiding. _
I ran into the room with my eyes open, looking, looking, finally finding my mother under the covers.
Mom would put me in her arms.
We were hiding under the covers, whispering.
This time, I’m waiting for my mother to put me in my arms.
But my mother fell asleep when she passed me, and she didn’t come to hug me.
Don’t look.
I said to my aunt, “I can hold it myself. On the count of ten, I’ll put it down myself. _
Aunt said, “Well, count to 10. _
[I, II, III, IV X] I seriously counted to ten, but when I opened my eyes, there were no covers and no mothers.
Only that car just parked here is leaving.
I suddenly realized Mom was in the car and I’d never see her again.
I ran out of my aunt’s car and cried and told her not to take my mother away.
But I was too weak to be carried back by my aunt.
I can only watch my mother disappear a little.
With the covers, disappear in my tears.
19
I cried, I cried, I cried, I cried, I cried, I cried, I cried, I cried.
I was sent to Grandma’s.
Grandma sat in a wheelchair and groaned: “Wrath.” I’m sorry.
Grandma never liked Mom. She said she was Dad’s other river.
I didn’t like Mom, so I didn’t like me. I was three years old and I only met Grandma twice.
Grandma asked the nanny to give me a bath, and the nanny said she wouldn’t dare to wash me, saying that there were taboos in their home town, and that children like me who had been with the dead should be sent to the temple first.
Grandma was so angry, she helped me with a cane.
She cried while washing, said she was suffering, and said I was worse than her.
“I want Mom. I cried too.
Grandma called Dad, Dad never answered.
Grandma asked the driver to take us to my house, and Dad was at home. He was sitting in front of his bed, and his mother was gone.
He had a short beard.
Mom didn’t like his beard. She said Zoo.
And then Dad would take Mom to the washstand: “You help me.” I’m sorry.
Mom smiled softly, and her fine fingers were covered with white bubbles on Dad’s chin and carefully shaved his beard off.
Dad’s been looking at Mom and kissing Mom.
And then Mom talked to herself in the mirror, saying that Dad wasn’t looking at her, he was looking at someone else.
I thought it was just the three of us at home and Dad didn’t look at me.
20
Grandma talked to Dad, Dad didn’t respond to her.
Grandma slapped Dad so hard: “You don’t appreciate it when you’re alive, who do you think you’re doing?” I’m sorry.
“How long will it take for you to leave the company? The baby’s gone? I’m sorry.
Then Grandma put me in the arms of his father: “Do not look to me as a man without legs for your sins to be dealt with.” I’m sorry.
“And I had advised you (O dear Prophet Mohammed – peace and blessings be upon him) that what was promised would be the wish of you. Mengum is Mengum, and you do not listen, and are like a devil.” I’m sorry.
“Now that people are gone, all you have to do is raise you and her children. I’m sorry.
Grandma left me and Dad at home.
Aunt Lin brought us food at night and she kept crying.
She said that she was in the field and saw me knocking on her door from the surveillance, thinking that I was going to play with her, not thinking much.
“I’m so sorry. Why didn’t you ask? “I can’t cry.
Everyone’s been asking a little less, a little late.
After Aunt Lin left, Dad suddenly thought of something.
He went to the library to open the computer, and after a few knocks on the computer, his mother appeared on the computer.
This is our home surveillance. Mom said I was there when I was born.
Dad didn’t like someone else at home, so I didn’t have a nanny at home after birth, and the surveillance was supposed to see me at all times, so I was afraid of accidents.
In the computer, it’s night.
Mom sat quietly on the couch in the living room, there was a funny show on TV, and the audience laughed loudly.
Laughing mom didn’t laugh.
She picked up the phone several times but dropped it.
Then I came out with my eyes on my face and fell asleep in my mother’s arms.
Mom held me and looked at me for a long time.
21
I fell asleep next to Dad while watching the surveillance.
When I woke up, Dad was still watching. In bed, Mom was telling me stories with pictures from the studio.
It’s the last time Mom’s alive.
“Mom, how did you meet Dad? I asked Mom on the computer.
Mom put soft long hair in her ear: “We are the inevitable fate.” I’m sorry.
I don’t understand.
And then Mom taught me to be brave, so I didn’t have to be afraid, saying that she would always watch over me even if it rained.
I slept in Mom’s arms.
After some time, my mother suddenly sat up and looked at the air and cried on her face, and she was talking to someone who was able to monitor that there was no sound.
The mother could only be seen falling from her bed to pick up a phone and dialed a phone, but was quickly hung up.
She typed the next line and then fell.
But she struggled to get up and to go to bed with me.
She finally crawled to my side and fell over my stomach.
In the end, she tried to touch my face, but she lost her strength and died.
But I don’t know anything. I fell asleep next to her.
Dad shot the computer hard, but it didn’t work.
I thought about it and told him, “I know what Mom said, and I heard it. I’m sorry.
Dad immediately asked me, “What did Mom say? I’m sorry.
“Mom says it’s not time yet. I’m sorry.
“My daughter’s three years old. Let me call and arrange for her. I’m sorry.
I can’t remember. I was too sleepy.
Dad looked me in the face and looked me in the eye, “Think about it. I’m sorry.
And I tried to think, and finally remember, and my mother said, “I regret that I fell in love with the river, and I knew it, and I didn’t want it.” I’m sorry.
Dad listened and he pushed me away.
He says I’m lying, that I’m a child, that I can’t remember so much, that I made it up.
I was angry and I remember, that’s what Mom said.
Dad stopped talking and he found Mom’s phone.
He looked over his mother ‘ s phone and didn ‘ t know what he saw, and he ended up crying.
I’ve never seen Dad cry.
That’s how sad he was when he cried.
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Grandma later told me that Mom’s last call was to Dad, but she was hung up.
The last message, which was sent to Dad, was to go home.
Mom was probably very sick, so she just typed three words.
But Dad didn’t have that message on his phone.
Mom’s death was finally confirmed and the heart died.
The day Mom was buried, there was rain and a breeze.
And I said unto the tombstone: Mama, I see you! I’m sorry.
The big people around are scared and whispering.
Dad got down and asked me, “Where’s Mom? You show him. I’m sorry.
He believed me that Mom was really here.
I reached out with my hand to catch the raindrops: “This is my mother, who said she’d be with me in the breeze and the rain.” I’m sorry.
My mother never lied to me.
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Dad still lives with me, even though everyone around him has advised him to leave.
Even our house is described as a murderous house.
Dad doesn’t care. He lives in surveillance videos and pictures of his mother.
Mom used to look at these. It’s him now.
It was Mom sitting in the living room all night. It’s him now.
After breakfast he’ll say, “Where’s my tie?” _
No one responded to him.
He looked in his bedroom with his mother, and he went in to find his tie and took me to kindergarten.
Grandma asked the driver to pick me up and said Dad had an accident on his way to work.
When he arrived at the hospital, the doctor was trying to save him.
Grandma said to the doctor: [You tell him that if he died, his daughter would be a child without parents.] _
[You ask him again, a three-year-old child, a broken-legged mother, how to live. _
Dad was finally rescued.
I stood by him and he held me in his arms like his mother.
He said, “Don’t worry, Dad won’t leave you.” _
Grandma’s relieved, but Grandma’s crying.
Aunt Xu came by later, but Grandma wouldn’t let her see her dad.
Aunt Xu came to my house and smiled and said, “Let me be your mother.” _
Papa brought me a nanny to protect me behind her, and asked her out loud: “Who are you? What do you want? I told you that child trafficking is punishable.” I’m sorry.
Aunt Lin came to stop her when she heard her voice: “Go, come and harass the children for what.” I’m sorry.
Aunt Xu said, “I just feel sorry for her, and look at her. I’ll always be married to Jiang, and I’ll have to raise her.” I’m sorry.
Aunt Lin pushed her out: “Poor? I think you’re cheap. Don’t think we don’t know how many times you’ve come to the door. She’s just mad at you. I’m sorry.
Aunt Xu smiled and said, “Where did I get that? I’m sorry.
Aunt Lin was angry and tried to beat her up, but she finally resisted.
Aunt Lin smiled, “Of course you can’t do it, otherwise Mengjun has been gone for almost a year and you haven’t been able to marry you.” I’m sorry.
“You left Xiaojiang for less than six months, and Meng Yi was pregnant with his children. I’m sorry.
“So far, Meng Yi is capable. I’m sorry.
Aunt Xu stopped and fought with Aunt Lin, and the nanny went up to help Aunt Lin, and finally the guards came to separate them.
When Dad came back, he said to Aunt Xu, “Don’t come back, I don’t want to see you again. I’m sorry.
Aunt Xu cried and asked him, “Can we not go back to the past?” I’m sorry.
Dad said, “No. When you were in the hospital, you deleted her message while I wasn’t hanging up on Mengjun’s phone. I’m sorry.
“You saved me and you ruined me. I’m sorry.
Aunt Xu left crying and never showed up again.
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When I was in class, Grandma suggested that Dad take me to another villa.
Grandma said there were the highest educational resources in the city.
Dad didn’t want to move in. He said I didn’t have to go to school and grow up healthy and happy.
Grandma cried, “Well, well, healthy and happy is more important than anything. I’m sorry.
Dad’s been nice to me, spending time with me every day, but I still don’t like him.
Every day after the nanny left her work, we were left behind.
I played in the room myself. He was watching Mom’s surveillance while she was alive.
He tried everything he could to restore the video three months before Mom died.
Except for the last few days, most of those three months were peaceful.
Mom made breakfast and told me to get up with Dad, and after breakfast she was at home and he sent me to kindergarten.
When Dad and I were gone, Mom started drawing.
She likes to draw comics and upload them to the website, attracting a lot of fans.
The comic book I saw on the Song Moun’s computer is a story of a very sick young girl who met a true love.
The young girl was almost bullied by her classmates when she was taken to a bar, and the young boy who came to her rescue.
At first sight, young girls fell in love with young people, who did not reject her love, and they both went through the storm together.
At the end of the story, the young girl became more ill, and the young one fell in love with her, giving birth to a daughter, and the family lived in peace and happiness.
So Moune said, “It’s so boring, not as good as my Otmann.” I’m sorry.
But I cried. I knew it was Mom’s drawing herself.
She imagined herself.
Mom once told me she’s not from our world.
She was seriously ill in her world and sent here.
I told my favorite teacher about this.
The teacher told my grandmother that she had a shrink.
The shrink said it was a beautiful lie that my subconscious made for me to accept my mother’s death.
Only Dad is silent.
He then sent the hard drive to a professional body for repair, but they couldn’t fix it, and the sound of Mom’s last minute was still not recovered.
That year, he invested most of his body in a technology company abroad.
Lucky for him, when I was in junior high, the technology company had grown into an industry unicorn, and Dad had become a major shareholder.
He was 34 years old and young.
He met Mom when she was 20.
Grandpa died, Grandma died in a car accident in the ICT, and he dropped out of college to take over the company.
At his most painful time, he met Mom and had me.
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Dad doesn’t often appear in public view, and they spread him to God, saying he’s a lizard, a geologist or something.
Grandma said that Dad believed me that Mom was in the other world, that he wanted to find Mom, that he turned to technology.
Grandma said he’s a fool. Technology and soul are against each other.
He was delusional, and he was not God.
He’s just a poor man who’s lost and who’s sorry.
Only I know that what he is really doing is a combination of cloning and artificial intelligence.
These are not internationally permitted.
When my father became a major shareholder, I was brought to study with him and lived at the beach house.
I found a high-tech room in the basement of the villa, and there was a beautiful mother.
I’ve touched her skin, as soft as my mother’s, and the scent.
She even has a heartbeat.
I’ve watched her a few times, she smiles softly like her mother, shaves him with a tie and cooks delicious meals.
Dad used to look out at her, and I didn’t even find it.
Another time Dad wasn’t there, I came to the basement.
[Mommy] I whispered at her.
She smiled at me: [Hi, what’s your name, why are you crying? _
It’s all the same as Mom. Dad was really good.
I said, “Mom, I’m Zoo.” _
She stretches out her hand and wipes my tears: [ Laughing ] I feel you sad, and how can I help you? _
I held her hand on my face: [Mom, let’s play hide-and-seek again, you go hide in the covers, I’ll find you on the count of 10. _
[Good. She’s lying on the floor, covered in blankets.
I’ll count to ten and go to her.
But finally, I didn’t lift the blanket.
Because her eyes tell me she’s just an extremely expensive technical product with no life.
And my mother’s eyes are always the tenderest light.
My mom, is unique.
She was never someone’s double, and no one could replace her.
Besides, she said she regretted it.
I didn’t know why mom was so sad when she was three.
Now I understand that because of what she really did, it’s just a good tool in Daddy’s eyes.
I’m sorry to say that, but Mom’s gone. What’s the point of regret?
I ended up lying next to this doll, hugging her and saying thank you.
Thank you for making me see my mother again.
And then shut down her program and set the basement on fire…
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I’m back on the ground.
The lake is blowing the wind and the sky is pouring down.
I opened my arms, raised my head, closed my eyes and felt the tender rain and the wind.
My mother never lied to me.
I don’t know.
She’s always with me. Case number: YXX10mba5r0tRxeNZv8hQQ9
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
