Under the moonlight, they talked for a very long time.
The mutual longing between mother and daughter, one was the other's spiritual support, the other was the regret she couldn't let go of in the mortal world.
"The sweetest word that human lips have ever uttered is 'mother,' and the most beautiful call is 'mama.' Her birthday, her time of suffering. Please accompany Chiba Shimizu to the cemetery to pay homage tomorrow."
"Task duration: 21 hours 33 minutes."
"Task reward: one Revitalizing Pill"
"Revitalizing Pill: Cures all diseases, as its name implies, treating everything."
Haruka Yuzan glanced at the virtual panel but didn't say a word.
In truth, he was more curious about how the "Thoughts of the Departed" manifested themselves, whether the departed knew they had died, where their memories stopped.
Was it really her? Or was it something fabricated by the System?
However, Haruka Yuzan didn't let his curiosity disturb their mother-daughter reunion. The time now should be left for Chiba.
He leaned quietly against the wall, waiting for time to pass.
"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock...."
The wall clock ticked slowly, how Chiba Shimizu must wish if possible to stretch this one hour longer.
The night wind was cool.
The subtitles flickered again.
"The effect of the Thoughts of the Departed is about to end."
"Countdown: 10, 9, 8....."
On the balcony, Madame Chiba seemed to sense something, gently stroking the daughter in her arms.
"Shimizu, I have to go."
Her voice was soft, gentle, but tinged with reluctance.
Chiba Shimizu's eyes reddened, the normally icy girl could no longer suppress the yearning in her heart.
"It's a pity I didn't see Qing Ling this time; you and your sister must live well," Madame Chiba continued.
"Mm," the girl nodded forcefully.
"Good child, you were always the most obedient when you were little." Madame Chiba's body began to slowly turn ethereal as if not wanting the farewell to become poignant, she smiled and said:
"That young man just now must be Shimizu's boyfriend, right?"
"My Shimizu has grown up too."
"If it weren't for that night, even better...."
"Shimizu, I love you."
"Tell your sister for me, Mama will always love you...."
Chiba Shimizu's voice was low as her arms tried to embrace, but the warmth slowly faded to nothingness. Dıscover more novels at novel⦿fire.net
She knew her mother had left, truly left.
Haruka Yuzan leaned against the wall, suddenly craving a cigarette.
"Damn it, whenever it comes to a sentimental farewell, the mood is always heavy."
"The one who dies first is in a way relieved, while only those who stay have to bear all the pain...."
"I wonder if someone will mourn me when I'm gone."
"Sister Reiko probably will, Misaki the heartless fool will surely be upset, Hoshina won't cry at first but probably will secretly wipe tears at night, Yumeko might... a double suicide? I don't know about Chiba-san..."
"Wait, why am I thinking about dying so soon?"
Haruka Yuzan suddenly realized, alive and well, why he was contemplating death.
On the balcony, a cold breeze suddenly rose, as if sighs from a distant place brought an endless chill, making someone involuntarily shiver on this quiet night.
In that moment, Chiba Shimizu could no longer hold on, slowly squatting down as tears silently slid down.
In that hour, they talked about a lot, from the past to the present, Chiba Shimizu never imagined she would be reunited with her mother once again.
Hard to express when we met, why revisit.
Haruka Yuzan walked out to the balcony, sighed, draped his jacket over the girl: "Shimizu, shall we visit your aunt again tomorrow?"
"Mm, okay." Chiba Shimizu sobbed her reply, and upon seeing him, could no longer suppress her emotions, burying her face in Haruka Yuzan's chest, she began to weep:
"Haruka, do you think I'll never see Mother again?"
"Sob sob sob, Haruka, I really miss Mother so much."
This was the first time Haruka Yuzan saw the girl in such a tearful state.
"It's okay, it will all pass," Haruka Yuzan gently consoled the young lady.
Suddenly, she lifted her head and kissed him.
Her lips were cold and bouncy; Haruka Yuzan quickly recovered; he quietly kissed her back, Chiba Shimizu's eyes closed gently, her long and curled eyelashes trembling like the fluttering wings of a butterfly.
Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.