Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?-Chapter 1141 - 1137: Mother

"Mom."

Luo Yunsong worried about startling his mother, so he deliberately stood in the sunshine on the balcony.

Sun Huimei, flipping through the album, initially was puzzled and froze for a moment. It wasn’t until another "Mom" reached her ears that she raised her head in confusion to look towards the balcony.

Then she saw a blurred figure standing on the balcony. Although many years had passed, the appearance of that figure still made her heart tremble.

"Is... Yunsong?" Sun Huimei asked in a trembling voice.

"Mom, it’s me..." Luo Yunsong responded.

Hearing this, Sun Huimei felt a buzzing in her brain, and the whole world seemed to become unreal.

She wanted to rub her eyes to see more clearly, then realized she was still wearing her reading glasses; no wonder the distance was so blurry.

She hurriedly took off the glasses, and then she instantly saw clearly who was on the balcony.

"Yunsong?" Sun Huimei cautiously asked.

"Yes." Luo Yunsong responded just like he used to.

"It’s really you. Am I dreaming?"

Sun Huimei tried to stand up, but she couldn’t for a moment.

Luo Yunsong quickly stepped forward, held her hand, and supported her arm.

"Mom, you’re not dreaming, I’ve come back." Luo Yunsong said.

Sun Huimei didn’t insist on standing up; she tightly held Luo Yunsong with one hand and gently touched his face with the other.

"It’s okay even if it’s a dream. This dream is so real, it’d be better if it could last longer and never wake up." Sun Huimei said with a smile.

She still believed she was dreaming.

"Mom~"

Luo Yunsong felt a lump in his chest, making him quite uncomfortable.

"Let mom take a good look at you." Sun Huimei put on her reading glasses and looked closely at her son.

"Good, good. You haven’t changed at all, but mom has gotten old." Sun Huimei’s rough hands carefully caressed Luo Yunsong’s cheek.

"Mom, I’m sorry... I’m so sorry..." Luo Yunsong’s tears uncontrollably fell down his face.

"Why are you crying? Isn’t coming back something to be happy about? We shouldn’t cry, ~"

She gently touched Luo Yunsong’s head like comforting a child.

This made Luo Yunsong cry even more sadly.

"I’m sorry, I should have listened to you back then and found a job in Bin Hai. I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."

Luo Yunsong knelt in front of Sun Huimei, his face buried in her lap, crying loudly.

"It’s alright, mom doesn’t blame you, you are a university graduate, surely you see farther than I do..."

Sun Huimei gently patted Luo Yunsong’s back. She suddenly felt this might not be a dream, because it felt excessively real.

"Mom, hit me, scold me..." Luo Yunsong lifted his head, choking with sobs.

Upon hearing this, Sun Huimei laughed, "Why should I hit you or scold you?"

"I... I haven’t returned for so many years, don’t you blame me?" Luo Yunsong choked.

This seemed to remind Sun Huimei, and she immediately asked, "Yes, where have you been all these years? Mom went to Huacheng many times, but there was no news of you..."

"I know, I know... I’m sorry..." Luo Yunsong felt even more guilty upon hearing this.

"Stop crying, tell me, did something unexpected happen?"

Sun Huimei had searched for her son for so many years without a single word of news. She had some guesses before, but just didn’t want to believe it. Now seeing her son like this, it seemed to confirm those thoughts.

"Are you here to say goodbye to me, or to take me with you?" Sun Huimei asked calmly.

Her words and calm tone stunned Luo Yunsong.

"Mom, why do you say that?" Luo Yunsong stammered.

"Mom may be old, but not muddle-headed. Look at you, you haven’t changed at all over these years, unless I’m dreaming. But this dream is too real..."

Sun Huimei babbled on for a while, but Luo Yunsong understood her meaning.

Facing Sun Huimei’s cloudy eyes, Luo Yunsong realized those eyes seemed to pierce into one’s soul, making him uneasy.

Just like when he made mistakes in his childhood, he couldn’t escape his mother’s gaze, feeling apprehensive.

So he could only truthfully say, "I’m here to say goodbye to you."

Luo Yunsong thought Sun Huimei would be sad, angry, or even scold him. But none of it happened; Sun Huimei remained calm, even with traces of a smile on her face.

"I told you, otherwise I wouldn’t ’dream’ of you for no reason." Sun Huimei said.

"Mom~"

"Yes."

"Have you eaten? Are you hungry? I don’t even know what time it is. Should I cook you some noodles?"

"Mom... I’m not hungry, you don’t need to bother." Luo Yunsong quickly said.

"Then I’ll get you some snacks. I bought some dried fruit last time, haven’t finished them yet."

"No need, I don’t like those."

"Then I’ll pour you some water."

"No need, I’m not thirsty."

"Then... well, why don’t you sit down and talk with me?" Sun Huimei said.

"Okay."

Luo Yunsong sat down, cross-legged, at Sun Huimei’s feet.

"Where have you been all these years?"

"Didn’t go anywhere, I’ve always been by your side."

"Really?" Sun Huimei’s face lit up with joy.

"Of course it’s true. You scared me when you got sick that time. Luckily, Aunt Cai noticed something was wrong and called the police. And a few days ago, that bag of rice, why didn’t you let the supermarket staff help you? You insisted on bringing it back yourself and hurt your back, right? Does it still hurt?"

"No... it doesn’t hurt anymore. So you knew, you’ve been here all along." Sun Huimei smiled, particularly joyous.

"But why haven’t you come to see me? You could have done it, even in a dream like today."

"Mom, this is not a dream."

"Really?"

"Of course it’s true."

"Then pinch me." Sun Huimei reached out and pinched Luo Yunsong’s face hard.

"Mom, why are you pinching me?"

"I’m checking if I’m dreaming."

"Have you confirmed now?"

"Does it hurt you?"

"It hurts."

"Then it’s not a dream."

"Mom, your method is really effective."

"Of course, isn’t your mother smart?"

"Smart."

"Hehe..."

"Haha..."

The two smiled at each other, and their laughter gradually turned into tears.

Sun Huimei then began angrily beating and scolding Luo Yunsong.

"You silly boy, why are you seeing me only now? Do you know how worried I’ve been waiting for you..."

"Whatever happens, you have to tell me. I’m your mother, you should know, I worry about you every day at home..."

"I really raised you for nothing. How can I face your father, how can I face the Luo Family..."

...

Luo Yunsong didn’t evade, he even leaned his head forward.

But in fact, Sun Huimei’s hands felt like they were hitting the air, Luo Yunsong felt no pain, and Sun Huimei felt no weight, it was purely psychological.

Sun Huimei was too sad, too agitated, and finally lay in the chair clutching her chest, gasping for breath.

Luo Yunsong quickly moved forward to console her continuously.