mesbooks Chapter 119 Mother Suffers
Chapter 119 Mother Suffers
After the two waved goodbye, Ran Mo walked away a little before she dared to let her tears flow. What she didn't dare tell A Tian was that in that life, a tragic thing happened to his parents.
One evening, his parents were returning home from selling flowers on the street, pulling their small wooden cart along the road as normal. Unexpectedly, a motorcycle came from behind and hit his mother, killing her instantly.
His father was so grief-stricken that he hanged himself at home two days later to follow his beloved wife.
Leaving behind three underage children in this world. A happy family was broken up.
This was a terrible tragedy in the town at that time, and everyone who heard about it shed tears and sighed.
When Ranmo returned to this life and saw A Tian again, she was thinking about this incident. She had arrived just in time, before the tragedy happened. She had to investigate the cause and effect of this encounter, to prevent a similar tragedy from happening again to this kind couple.
Ranmo thought for a long time that night, read a book for a while, and then lay down to rest. He was really tired these past few days.
I was dozing off when I was suddenly awakened by a noise from next door. I sat up and listened carefully, and heard my mother screaming in pain.
Ran Mo was shocked and quickly put on his clothes and went to his mother's room to check. He saw that his mother's upper body was lying on the ground. It seemed that she had fallen off the bed.
Ranmo quickly ran over, helped his mother up, and carried her back to bed. Weihua also walked in, dressed in her clothes. They both anxiously asked their mother what had happened.
My mother drank some water and took a deep breath. She said that she had suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest and chest during the night, and she couldn't breathe, so she fell under the bed. Fortunately, they arrived in time and no accident happened.
Ranmo felt that this was a bit like a heart disease, but his mother hadn't shown any signs of this condition in years. After a while, when his mother no longer felt any abnormalities, he told them to go back to the house and rest.
Ran Mo thought about it and decided to sleep with his mother. It would be nice to have someone to look after him at night. It had been years since he'd slept with his mother. When he was little, her arms were the warmest and safest haven. He wanted to relive that feeling this time.
Mother smiled with relief. Ranmo and Weihua helped move her inside. Ranmo lay down next to her. Weihua also went back to her room to sleep.
I thought I would feel at ease sleeping next to my mother, but in the second half of the night, Ran Mo had a very frightening dream.
In her dream, she returned to the small courtyard of her previous life, where her mother was still standing at the door, looking at her lovingly. Ran Mo walked towards her mother, but unexpectedly, her mother's figure became increasingly blurred and gradually disappeared from her sight.
Ran Mo was extremely surprised and turned around to look for his mother. When he looked up, he saw his mother's black and white portrait hanging on the wall in front of him.
Ran Mo screamed and cried until he fainted.
Here, the mother was not asleep, and she heard Ranmo crying and calling for her mother. The mother hurriedly woke her up and said that her mother was by her side, so don't be afraid.
Wei Hua ran over again, with a look of surprise on her face. What happened to her last night?
Mother asked Ranmo what she dreamed about that made her so scared. Ranmo couldn't tell her what happened over there, she just said that she dreamed about some scary things, luckily her mother woke her up in time.
The three of them were silent for a moment. Although none of them were seriously injured, the fact that they were in this situation at the same time was still unsettling.
After a few words of comfort, Ranmo also said that everything was fine. The three of them went back to sleep.
Ran Mo's dream wasn't over yet. But this time it wasn't a nightmare. The voice that had told her why she couldn't change her gender appeared in her dream.
The slightly vicissitudes of life voice told her to take advantage of this dream to go back to the previous world and take a look. Because if she waited any longer, she would never see some people again.
Ran Mo's heart suddenly sank, and the first thing she thought of was her mother. Could it be... She didn't dare to think any further.
In the blink of an eye, it was as if she had experienced another rebirth and a time travel. When she opened her eyes again, she was back in the modern world she once was. It was the moment she returned home to see her mother for the last time.
Trembling with fear, she pushed open her mother's door and went to her bedside. She was sleeping peacefully. Everything was fine.
After a while, she heard the door lock click, and when she turned around, she saw Wei Hua walking in with a handbag. Seeing that she was still sitting in her mother's room, she asked her to go to the kitchen to pick some vegetables and prepare dinner.
Everything seemed calm and peaceful, without any change.
After picking the vegetables and washing his hands, Ran Mo went to his mother's room to see her. When he opened the door, he was shocked to see that the room was dimly lit, the bed was empty, and even the bedding had been cleared away.
Even more terrifying was the portrait of her mother hanging on the wall, and the calendar on the table next to her showed June 13th, exactly one month after she jumped from the building.
Ran Mo was horrified, wanting to scream but unable to. It felt as if no one was inside or outside the house. She desperately tried to regain consciousness, hoping that strange voice would speak again, guiding her.
Fortunately, that voice really sounded again, "On June 13, my mother died suddenly."
What? Ran Mo couldn't believe it. What did this mean? My mother didn't die of illness, nor did she die of old age?
She didn't expect that her impulsive behavior would lead to her mother's tragic death. What a great sin!
She had no time to investigate the real cause of her mother's death, she just wanted to know if there was any way to prevent it.
The voice sounded again, "Everything in the world is connected by cause and effect. The person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it."
Ranmo roughly understood what he meant. If he could stop himself from committing suicide, he would definitely be able to avoid the tragedy that followed.
But how should she go about it?
After a roar, Ranmo opened her eyes and saw the scene back when she first entered the room. Her mother was still sleeping soundly in bed. She breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
An idea suddenly struck her. Judging by all the signs, her self in this world and her self in the other era were likely parallel. Her self in the other world had already been able to live a life of openness and clarity. If she could work hard with her self here, have a heart-to-heart talk, and help "her" resolve her difficulties, could she avoid this catastrophe?
She tentatively called out, "Ran Mo," but no one answered. She called again, still no response. She seemed to understand that she was now herself, unique, or perhaps two things merged into one.
At this moment, his mother coughed twice and woke up. Ran Mo rushed forward, hugged his mother in his arms, and gently helped her sit up and lean against his arms.
The mother smiled with delight. It had been so long since she had been this close to her child. For years, there had always seemed to be a distance between them, and they didn't talk much when they were together.
Ran Mo fought back her tears. She took this rare opportunity to show her filial piety to her mother. She went to the kitchen to fetch hot water. Then she helped her mother wash and groom herself, then washed her feet and trimmed her toenails. Her mother was bedridden, her hands and feet numb, unable to trim her own toenails. Ran Mo had to do it for her.
The mother looked at her sensible child with satisfaction, let her take a rest, and leaned back on the bed with her eyes closed to rest.
After Ranmo settled her mother down, she sat down at the small table. Seeing the paper and pen on the table, she had an idea. She wanted to write a letter to her current self, a letter filled with deep affection and a profound conversation.