"Kangkang, what’s wrong? Mom is just going to work, not leaving you," she squatted down, wiped away his tears, and gently comforted him.
Kangkang clung tightly around her neck and buried his face in the crook of her shoulder, "I don’t want Mom to go to work, I won’t let you go."
"Kangkang, haven’t we agreed that you would stay with Dad on weekdays and come to Mom’s place on weekends?"
The little guy bit his lip and didn’t speak, but cried.
An Ruo stroked his head and gently asked, "Tell Mom, what’s really bothering you?"
"...Mom, I don’t want to be away from you, I want to be with you every day." He raised his head and said to her earnestly.
An Ruo held his face and smiled, "Mom wants to be with you every day too, but if you are with Mom, then you can’t be with Dad. Kangkang, be good and get along with Dad. Mom will come see you whenever she has time."
"I don’t want to!" The little guy suddenly got angry, "Mom, you said you would always be with me, you lied to me!"
An Ruo was stunned and somewhat unsure how to react.
This was the first time her child had lashed out at her, and his anger and sadness hurt her deeply. No matter how hard she tried, she still ended up deeply wounding her child’s heart.
Worried that Mom would get mad, the little guy’s lips pursed, pitiful and aggrieved, "Mom, can’t you stay and live with Dad and me? Don’t marry Uncle Mo, I don’t want to be apart from you and Dad."
"Mom, please, is that okay? Don’t marry Uncle Mo, I want to live with you and Dad every day."
Her eyes moistened, and she asked him, "Didn’t you promise Mom yesterday that you could accept Uncle Mo marrying Mom? Why are you suddenly disagreeing today?"
Kangkang looked down in silence, unable to tell her about the dream he had last night. In his dream, Mom had a child with Uncle Mo, and then she no longer liked him or wanted him.
Mom only liked Uncle Mo’s child and stopped liking him, which made him so upset that he cried bitterly in the dream.
Fortunately, it was just a dream and not real.
But if Mom married Uncle Mo, something like that would definitely happen.
He had a classmate whose mom remarrying after divorcing his dad and then having another child. Ever since his mom had a little brother, she didn’t like him as much.
He was afraid the same thing would happen to him, so he had to stop Mom from marrying Uncle Mo.
Seeing that he was still not speaking, An Ruo asked him again.
Once again, Kangkang cried bitterly in distress, "I just don’t want Mom to leave, I want both Dad and Mom!"
Although he was young, he rarely cried in front of her, even if he got hurt he wouldn’t cry. Now that he was crying so heartbreakingly, it showed how upset he really was.
An Ruo held him tightly, sharing in his distress.
What was she supposed to do, how could she choose without hurting anyone?
After a while, Kangkang finally stopped crying. Tang Yuchen also learned about what happened downstairs and slowly descended from the upper floor, his gaze empty as he looked at the mother and son.
An Ruo’s eyes met his face for a moment, and her heart trembled once more.
It had only been one night, and he looked so much more haggard. He wasn’t disheveled, and his dressing remained meticulous.
But his eyes completely lacked brightness, and he seemed very unwell, as if he had been through a serious illness.