"Mother……"
The boy was still hesitant whether to tell his brother's last words now or in a few days.
He pursed his lips in confusion.
…
"Isn't there something you can't tell your mother?"
The woman smiled.
"If you can't say it, don't say it."
…
"It's not that I can't say it."
The boy explained, "Yes..."
"Hard to say?"
The woman's eyebrows arched slightly.
His face still looked a little haggard.
"Is it...about Xiaohao?"
…
The boy was stunned.
The woman smiled, "Besides Xiaohao's matter, what else could make you so hesitant?"
The boy pursed his lips.
"Say it."
The woman sat next to her son and patted the child's hand.
"Your mother is not that fragile."
…
The boy made up his mind.
"Mom, actually..."
…
The woman took the jade ball in her son's hand and looked at it carefully.
"You said...the last thing Xiaohao said to you was...the jade ball?"
…
"Um."
The boy nodded.
"My brother was in a very bad state at that time. The doctors even asked him to stop talking, but he had to speak."
"I listened for a long time."
"I just realized that my brother was talking about jade balls."
"later……"
"I forgot."
The boy lowered his eyes in annoyance, "I just remembered this jade ball when I helped my brother pack things."
Obviously, my brother worked so hard to say those two words to him in the end...
But he...
…
"It's not too late to think about it now."
A woman comforts her child.
She and the child's father can clearly see how sad the child has been these past few days.
Especially this child almost watched his brother leave with his own eyes.
The blow you received can be imagined.
She and the child's father...didn't even see the child's last face.
…
"What's so special about this jade ball?"
The woman changed the subject.
Why...the last thing Xiaohao cared about was this jade ball?
The woman doesn't understand.
…
The boy shook his head, "I don't know either."
Brother, what do you mean?
He hit his head hard several times.
…
The dull sound of tapping on the head awakened the woman's distracted thoughts.
She raised her eyes and said, "Don't hit your head."
"We will ask your father again when he comes back."
As a boy gets older, he may be able to talk to his father better.
…
"Um."
The boy nodded.
He put the velvet cushion back in the drawer.
Then put the jade ball in.
To avoid accidents like the one before accidentally happening again.
…
"Mom, I'll just take care of it."
Seeing the woman starting to sort out his brother's clothes, the boy hurriedly reached out.
The woman avoided the boy's hand that wanted to take the clothes, "I told you I'll be fine."
"Two people can clean up faster than one, right?"
"Besides, your own room is in a mess. I don't trust you to sort out your brother's things by yourself."
"Okay, stop talking."
"We'll get it sorted out quickly together."
…
The boy slowly withdrew his hand.
"……All right."
…
"...My room is quite clean."
The boy defended himself a few words.
Although he is not as diligent as his brother in cleaning up the room...
To be continued...