Zhou Ruoyu opened his mouth but couldn’t utter the word "goodbye" before Shen Wenzhou had already taken his mother’s arm and left.
As they walked, Shen Wenzhou asked, "What did Zhou Ruoyu say to you just now?"
Ye Wanwan looked at Shen Wenzhou, revealing a smile that suggested something was up, "Why so nervous? Are you worried about what she might have said to me?"
"No," Shen Wenzhou replied, slightly embarrassed.
In fact, at that moment, Shen Wenzhou also thought his own suspicion just now was somewhat ludicrous. What was he thinking?
He actually believed that Zhou Ruoyu would bully his mother.
His mom, indeed, was a bit naive, but after all, she was an adult; there’s no way she could be bullied by Zhou Ruoyu.
When Shen Wenzhou saw Zhou Ruoyu speaking to her, he didn’t have time to think; he instinctively wanted to protect her.
"Really? Your expression doesn’t seem quite right," Ye Wanwan squinted, finding Zhouzhou’s behavior today truly odd.
"Cough." Shen Wenzhou coughed, explaining helplessly, "It’s really nothing. I was just a little anxious, thinking you might have run into some trouble."
"Humph!" Ye Wanwan snorted, it was unclear whether she believed him or not, but she did not continue to press the matter.
Shen Wenzhou still had dreams, all about him and his parents, and Chaochao was never in them.
Only he and his parents were a family; Chaochao simply did not exist, and their family of three lived in complete chaos!
His mother spent her days in a rage, lashing out at him, his father, and the household staff!
But after her outbursts, his mother would break down in great sobbing fits, and his father would just keep comforting her, saying things would get better, that everything would be alright.
He knew his mother was sick, seriously sick, but he really couldn’t bear it anymore; that home felt too oppressive!
He feared that one day he would go mad with them!
So, he learned to escape. He would often go to stay at the old house; only there could he relax for a while.
But he was also very awkward about it, and he refused when his grandmother suggested he move back to the old house permanently.
The atmosphere at Bihai Bay was suffocating him, but he could not bring himself completely to abandon that place.
He told himself, his mother was just sick, it was the illness that made her so irrational!
She was seeing a doctor; she would get better someday!
But he did not live to see the day his mother got better; instead, he found out his mother’s depression had become severe, and her time was running short!
One day he ran out of the villa and hid in the old house; he couldn’t accept that his mother would never get better!
Even though her depression was improving, even though she had started to try to love herself in the right way, even though everything was moving in a good direction.
Why couldn’t he wait until they could live as a family of three before she gave up the fight?
He couldn’t accept this outcome; he didn’t know how to face his mother.
The scene shifted, and his mother had passed away... his mother was gone!
Shen Wenzhou watched his mother lying quietly in bed, motionless, completely void of breath.
In that moment, Shen Wenzhou felt as if his own heartbeat had stopped, and he breathed heavily.