Ye Wanwan took a deep breath and tried to stay as calm as possible. Right now, it was Zhouzhou who was frightened, and it was her job to comfort him.
"Zhouzhou, don’t cry, okay? We’ll be seeing Mommy in just a bit," Ye Wanwan cooed gently.
Zhouzhou was fearfully pouting, tears still clinging to his eyelashes, and he looked utterly aggrieved.
Ye Wanwan kept talking to Zhouzhou. Whenever there was thunder outside, even just through the video, she could feel how panicked Zhouzhou was. But because she kept talking, Zhouzhou didn’t burst into tears again.
Shen Yi looked down at Zhouzhou constantly. Zhouzhou had told him in the past life that on that night, it had rained heavily, and Ye Wanwan had called him.
That morning, the doctor had prescribed many medications for Ye Wanwan at home.
The amount of medicine was so terrifying just to look at, but that was only his mother’s medication for the last two months.
As he looked at Ye Wanwan’s haggard appearance, it seemed she would never get better.
When that thought invaded his mind, he was filled with rage and panic. His mother had once been overly controlling, and there were countless times he felt almost suffocated by it.
But later, as her health declined, perhaps it was the indissoluble blood ties—they made his hatred for her gradually fade away.
Seeing her growing weaker and the doctor’s words becoming more blunt, he actually started to fear the day she would truly leave him.
In the afternoon, he returned to the old house to visit his grandparents. That day, several relatives were there, all speaking ill of his mother.
He was angry but didn’t know how to vent his fury. When his mother called him that night, he used the heavy rain as an excuse to refuse.
He was worried that he might snap at Ye Wanwan over a few words if he went back. The affection between them as mother and son had already grown so thin, and now that her health was failing, he really didn’t want to argue with her.
Yet later, his grandparents received a call, causing a ruckus in the dead of night. It was Bihai Bay that had called, and he knew something had happened.
He asked his grandmother, "What’s wrong?"
His grandmother looked at him, as if she had aged so much in an instant. That always decisive person could only weep as she looked at him, unable to utter a word.
Ultimately, it was the maid who told him, saying that Bihai Bay had called to inform them that the lady had passed away!
He rushed out into the pouring rain, running forward non-stop, thinking his mother was angry that he didn’t come home and had instructed the maid to say that.
If she wanted him back home, she should just say so. Why use such a scare tactic?
He kept running, and eventually, the chauffeur caught up with him driving the car with his grandparents and pulled him inside.
By then, he was completely drenched, and his mind was getting clearer, but he still refused to believe it until he arrived home.
He had braved the heavy rain, but his mother lay in bed, breathless.
Shen Yi could grasp that feeling, much like when he rushed back to find Ye Wanwan’s lifeless body.
That’s why Zhouzhou, just like he used to be, would still fear rainy days even if he remembered nothing.
The rain-soaked night from the previous life was deeply etched into Zhouzhou’s heart, unable to be erased.
Shen Yi looked at Zhouzhou, his eyes brimming with sorrow. If Ye Wanwan knew how hard Zhouzhou’s life had been in the past life, she would undoubtedly be heartbroken too.