Lin Congsheng watched foolishly as Liu Mengru slowly collapsed. Her eyes were fixed on him, and the bright red at the corner of her mouth pierced his heart. For all these years, he had felt nothing but resentment, but now his heart hurt so badly. So badly.
“Congsheng, run!” Those few words took all of Liu Mengru’s strength. She lay motionless in a pool of blood.
“Mom.” Lin Congsheng finally understood what had happened. She was the one who always told him, “Don’t be scared. Mom will be home waiting for you, and I’ll make your favorite egg pancakes.” “Mom misses you. Could you send me a message?” Had that humble yet strong woman really died just like that?
“Mom, you’re just trying to trick me, right? I’m Congsheng. I’m right here. Look at me.” Lin Congsheng ran over to pick Liu Mengru up, but he had no strength left.
When he woke again, he felt a tearing pain in his abdomen. He stared blankly at the white ceiling, then suddenly turned his head and saw Liu Mengru slumped beside his hospital bed. He breathed a sigh of relief. He knew she wouldn’t die. But something was wrong.
Why had her graying hair turned black? Lin Congsheng raised his hand. When he saw his fair arm, he froze. Where was his tattoo? Why had it disappeared? His gaze shifted to the calendar by the bed: June 8, 2018. He remembered. That was the day he first got into a fight and was hospitalized. Had he been reborn?
It's so miserable, is every mother like this? Children from single-parent families will have problems of one kind or another, and family education is very important for children.