Chapter 15 of "A Mother's Love and Sorrow"

Mother's Love and Sorrow (15) - Home
I burst through the door, and the two boys in the room stared at me in disbelief. "Don't make a sound, or I'll kill
you!" I said fiercely. "Take me to Depp's ward!"
"You...you..." Tom stammered, unable to speak.
The one named Rosen quickly regained his composure and said, "We dare not, Master will definitely kill us
!"
"Are you going or not?" I said coldly.
Rosen's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "We wouldn't dare disobey Master's wishes even if you killed us,
but Depp is too wicked! We can take you there, but you have to let us go immediately after we get there, otherwise
we'll suffer worse than death."
"Okay, I promise you," I said.
Rosen pulled the bewildered Tom to his feet and said, "Sorry, brother, I have to take you with me."
This Rosen was decisive. I said to Tom, "Give it to me!"
"Wh...what?" Tom's face turned pale.
“It’s that thing.” Rosen realized I was referring to my mother’s pubic hair and pointed to Tom’s pocket.
“No, I won’t give it to him!” Tom clutched his pocket tightly, looking at me with a mixture of hatred and fear.
Subduing him wouldn’t have been difficult, but this might lead to Vrondi finding out.
“China Yu, look, that’s become his treasure. If you want to see your lover as soon as possible, don’t
dwell on this anymore.” Rosen looked at me and said, “Perhaps you’re angry about what we did that day. Then you
can kill us after you kill Depps.”
I snorted coldly, thinking that Rosen definitely wanted to use me to kill Depps so he could profit from it. I didn’t
expose him and let the two of them leave first. I followed behind. The layout of the harem was indeed very complicated; without their
guidance, I would have had a hard time finding my way.
After several turns and twists, Rosen pointed to a room with a window ahead and said, "See that? That's the room.
Depp is recuperating in there."
I nodded, indicating they could leave. As for Mom's two pubic hairs, let Tom keep them for now
.
Rosen hurriedly pulled Tom away. That guy had a good plan; I figured he wouldn't tell Vrondi for now.
I crept to the window and heard a soft singing coming from inside. It was Mom's voice: "The moon
travels through clouds like white lotus flowers, the evening breeze brings waves of happy songs, we sit beside the high haystack, listening to
Mom tell stories of the past..."
A bitter feeling welled up inside me. This was the lullaby Mom often sang to me when I couldn't sleep as a child. I never
imagined she would sing it to Depp today.
I stood frozen by the window, listening intently as my mother finished singing. Then I heard Depps say, "Jenny, you sang so well."
"Yeah, you make me sing this song every day, don't you get tired of it?"
My mother's name has the character "真" (zhen, meaning true/really) in it, so Depps called her "Jenny," and my mother seemed to accept
this name.
"No, I wouldn't get tired of it even if you sang it a thousand times," Depps said.
"Yeah, as long as you like it, I'll sing it for you every day," my mother said.
Silence fell.
"Jenny, will you stay here with me tonight?" Depps asked.
"..." My mother didn't answer.
"Are you still angry with me?" Depps asked sadly.
"No, no, I'm not angry with you anymore," my mother said.
"You hate me?"
"You know you don't..."
"Then why don't you...?" Depps asked.
"Dickie, don't say anymore!" My mother interrupted him, speaking softly but firmly, "Ziyu and I
truly love each other, and there's no room for anyone else in my heart!"
Hearing my mother's words, I felt so happy I almost fainted.
The room was silent for a long while before Depps said, "I'm sorry, Jenny. I know
you love that Chinese guy, but I just can't give up. The thought of you leaving me eventually
tears my heart apart."
"Dickie...don't be like this..." Mom said softly.
Mom's heart is soft; I shouldn't be fooled by this guy again. Knowing Mom's feelings, I didn't hesitate and pushed
open the door.
I saw Mom leaning against the hospital bed, holding Depps's head in her arms, comforting him. Depps was
enjoying it with his eyes closed.
Hearing Mom express her feelings for me just now filled me with joy, and I just wanted to pull Mom away. Seeing this
, my murderous intent surged, and I roared, "Depps, your death is near!"
My mother, startled by my intrusion and seeing my murderous aura, quickly released Depps, got out of
bed, and stood in front of me, urgently asking, "Xiaoyu, what are you doing?"
"I'm going to kill this wolf!"
"No, you can't do that!"
"Sister, have you forgotten the story of Mr. Dongguo? He's that wolf, and you're that
Mr. Dongguo who misplaced his kindness! He'll harm you sooner or later!" I shouted.
"He's already beaten like this, how can he harm me?"
"You...you've forgotten his ugly face when he raped you those two days?" Seeing my mother so protective of him,
I blurted out.
Hearing me mention this, my mother's face flushed red, and she bit her lower lip, remaining silent.
I had inadvertently touched a nerve with my mother again, and I felt uneasy. I composed myself and said, "Sister, step aside. Killing
him will free you from your inner demons."
"I beg you, Xiaoyu!" My mother cried, her eyes brimming with tears. "Killing him is easy for you, but we
'll be trapped here forever."
"We won't get out even if we don't kill him!"
"Listen to me, Xiaoyu..." My mother grabbed my hand and said, "Emperor Furen likes him very much.
If you kill him, we'll never have a chance to turn things around."
Remembering Rosen's strange expression earlier, I slowly calmed down. I couldn't fall for a scheme to kill someone else.
"Xiaoyu, do you trust your sister?" my mother asked.
I nodded solemnly.
"Alright, I'll only tell you two things. First, you're the only one in my heart. Second, for our
future, and for Xiaojia who's waiting for me at home, no matter what happens these next two days, you must endure it. I'm
begging you!"
Full of doubts, I was about to ask when my mother pressed her index finger to my lips, shook her head, and said, "If you
trust me, go back now."
Reluctantly, my mother took my arm, half-pushing, half-dragging me out of the ward. My mother led me out of
the inner palace, saying, "Xiaoyu, go back to your room first, remember what I said."
"But sister, please don't hug him anymore, okay?" I pleaded.
"Hmm," my mother blushed slightly, saying, "I won't, don't worry."
But how could I not be at ease? Finally, evening arrived, only to receive a message from a bodyguard saying that my mother
had been kept in the palace to serve Emperor Fulun that night.
I was both anxious and angry, knowing there was no reasoning here, and I wouldn't get anything out of the bodyguard
. My mind was in turmoil.
Dejected, I returned to my room and lay on the bed, blaming myself for a while. Could it be that my impulsiveness that afternoon had led to this
punishment? Then I thought of rushing into the palace without a second thought, but my mother's words from that afternoon made me hesitate. I could
disregard myself, but I couldn't implicate my mother. My mind was a jumbled mess, imagining the dark, thin Emperor Furen
and what kind of perverse methods he would use to torment my fair and voluptuous mother. My heart ached as if it were being torn apart.
I didn't sleep all night. The next morning, my mother was finally released. When she returned to the room, she was barefoot, her hair
disheveled, wearing only a white nightgown. She threw herself into my arms, sobbing. My heart ached,
but I didn't ask any questions; I just held her tightly in my arms.
After breakfast, our luggage appeared before us. We were told we could go back today. It seemed
this place really was colluding with the travel agency. What kind of dark forces were these, to be so audacious?
My mother traded her recent grievances and appeasement for our freedom. My heart was filled with mixed emotions—heartache
and shame, yet also the joy of regaining our freedom. My mother's feelings must have been equally complex. We didn't say a word,
just packed our luggage together.
At the airport, Furendi told us that Long Qingshan was very satisfied with life on the island and had no intention of returning.
After offering a perfunctory blessing to my mother and me, he saw us off on our journey home. Now, I only feel anger and fear towards the dark forces represented by Furendi
. Although I had a vague feeling that Furendi letting my mother and me go like this seemed a bit off,
as long as I could be free with my mother, I didn't care about anything else.
On the return flight, my exhausted mother fell asleep on my shoulder. Seeing the lingering
tear stains on her face, my heart ached, and I secretly vowed to treat her well from now on.
It was already evening when we got back to Norl. Mom was in a hurry to go back to see Xiaojia, and I made an excuse that
it wasn't convenient for me to go. We agreed to keep in touch by phone, and then we kissed goodbye reluctantly a short distance from our front door.
Watching Mom's hurried figure heading home, I felt a surge of emotion. Mom must have wanted to see
me, the one representing "Xiaojia," right now. I had to act quickly.
First, I turned on my usual cell phone. Then, I found a secluded spot, removed my human skin mask,
and changed into a set of clothes and shoes I hadn't worn on the island. Next, I tried to speak
a few words into the air, trying to put myself in Xiaojia's voice. Just then, my phone rang. I took a deep breath and pressed
the answer button.
"Xiaojia, where are you?" Mom's anxious voice came through the phone.
"Mom!" I tried to muster the feeling of not seeing my mother for so long, and my heart raced.
I said, "Mom, why did you only come back now! I couldn't contact you for weeks, I was so worried, sob sob sob..."
As I spoke, I burst into tears.
“Xiaojia…” Mom cried too, choking back tears, “Xiaojia, don’t cry, it’s Mom’s fault. Come
home quickly, Mom misses you so much…”
“Mom… I’ll be right back!” I said.
After hanging up the phone, I grabbed my suitcase and sneaked into our backyard, hiding it .
Then I went around to the front gate, looked myself over to make sure I was completely safe, and after composing myself, I
ran towards the front door.
Mom was waiting for me at the door, still dressed. We saw each other almost simultaneously.
“Xiaojia!”
“Mom!”
We cried out, opening our arms and running towards each other, hugging tightly.
I was overwhelmed by a huge feeling of happiness. “Oh, Mom…”
Mom cried her eyes out, holding me tightly.
Although I had hugged Mom many times on the island, touching her entire body, even reaching her most intimate
parts, this moment, as her son, hugging her and feeling the warmth of her love was a completely different
feeling.
My mother and I embraced and went into the house. I hugged her and said, "Mom, I'll never leave you again...
"
These words brought tears to her eyes again. "Xiaojia...it's all my fault. I'll never leave
you again."
It took a long time for our emotions to calm down. We let go of each other, looked at each other with teary eyes,
and smiled.
"Mom, you seem even more beautiful. I want to kiss you, may I?" I asked, staring at her.
Of course, my mother wouldn't tell me that this change was due to having sex with a boy about my age, a
result of practicing the dual cultivation of water and fire techniques. She blushed, closed her eyes, and offered her her beautiful face.
Kissing my mother's delicate cheeks, I was overjoyed.
After a few kisses, I tentatively moved closer to her lips, but she subtly avoided them.
Remembering how Mom had been all lovey-dovey with Xiaoyu the other night, and now wouldn't even let her son kiss her on the lips, I felt a pang of
jealousy. I deliberately asked, "Mom, did you have a great trip? Why didn't I see Uncle Long come back?"
"Well, the trip was alright, but Uncle Long is going to stay a few more days before coming back," Mom stammered.
Mom's acting skills are far worse than mine; she blushes as soon as she lies—it's so cute.
To avoid my mother asking about my whereabouts over the past few weeks, I briefly mentioned attending a summer camp, then
steered the conversation back to her, asking, "Mom, tell me where you went on this trip?"
This time, my mother was overwhelmed and quickly excused herself, saying she was tired from just arriving home and needed to unpack.
I secretly chuckled and said, "Mom, let me help you."
"No need," my mother said, "it's just one suitcase. I'll shower and go to bed after I unpack. Xiaojia, you should rest early too."
I
nodded, gave my mother a quick kiss on the cheek, said goodnight, and went back to my room.
Back in my room, I locked the door, climbed out the window, jumped into the backyard, and retrieved the suitcase. Most of the things in the suitcase
were things I had bought for this trip to impersonate Xiaoyu. If my mother found them at home, everything would be over.
But if I threw them away, I'd have to buy new outfits to impersonate Xiaoyu. Reluctantly, I put the clothes in the closet
and hid them, planning to throw the suitcase away tomorrow.
There were no valuables stored in the house, and a housekeeper regularly cleaned it, so it was kept
very clean. I took out the bedding, put it on, and went to bed. I slept soundly
the next morning. After enjoying a warm breakfast prepared by my mother, I began to systematically execute my plan. To
get revenge on Long Qingshan, and also for my and my mother's future livelihood, I went all out. I
transferred all the savings from Long Qingshan's account to my own, then distributed them across multiple accounts. Adding this to what I had secretly transferred before, my
total assets were now several million US dollars, while Long Qingshan was penniless.
Next was getting a place for "Xiaoyu," which would take a considerable amount of time. I racked my brains to come up with
an excuse, went out and bought a new outfit, then called my mother and arranged to
meet her at a coffee shop at 3 pm.
To find an excuse for going out during the day, I told my mother I was taking a computer class, and I
slipped out early after lunch.
I sat by the glass window of the café facing the street. The afternoon sun streamed through the window onto the street outside, creating a
lazy, pleasant feeling. Summers in Norl weren't particularly hot, so even just past the hottest part of the day, there
were already quite a few pedestrians on the street.
I almost immediately sensed my mother approaching. Carefully dressed, she radiated beauty. Even
in her haste, her movements were flawless. Her pale yellow dress accentuated her slender
figure, making her elegant and graceful. What was particularly striking was her long, swan-like neck, with her long
hair pulled back high, giving her a noble and mature air. Her beautiful, cultured face, with its delicate Eastern features, attracted
the attention of many on the street.
My mother saw me from across the street. Her face immediately flushed, and she practically ran across the street to me.
A sense of pride welled up within me. Being the man in my mother's life must surely have drawn the envy of many
.
Mom sat down opposite me, put down her small handbag, and stretched out her hand on the table for me to hold. Although
we hadn't seen each other for only one night, it felt like an eternity.
I lovingly stroked Mom's smooth little hand, wondering why
my feelings towards her were so different when I looked at her as Xiaoyu compared to when Xiaojia looked at her normally. Suddenly, it dawned on me—it was all because of
Mom! In front of Xiaojia, she was a loving and gentle mother, but in front of Xiaoyu, she was a
shy lover. These two different feelings intertwined within me, making me want to shout out loud to release
my emotions.
"Silly boy, what are you thinking about?" Mom asked, her blush still lingering.
"Well, dating my sister in real life, I'm a little overwhelmed with happiness," I said. "I
was just thinking, if it weren't for this absurd trip, I would never be sitting here with you."
Mom grasped my hand in return, also showing some emotion.
"In the past, even just touching the hem of your dress or stealing a glance at you would make me incredibly excited. I can hardly imagine that I
could become lovers with the goddess of my dreams, and even embrace her, entering the deepest part of her body and soul...
" I said affectionately, "Sister, tell me, I'm not dreaming."
"Xiaoyu, I'm so touched. Am I really that good in your eyes?" My mother
gazed at me with deep affection in her beautiful eyes.
"Sister, you are my everything. I can't imagine how I could live without you," I said sincerely.
"Me too..." My mother blushed and lowered her head.
Our hearts drew closer. My mother, in love, was exceptionally charming and beautiful. I couldn't help but lean forward. My mother
closed her eyes shyly, but obediently turned her face to let me kiss her.
"Xiaoyu, you're so naughty, there are so many people here."
"Sister, I thought about you all night, I just couldn't resist." I feigned innocence and said, "Sister,
didn't you think about me last night?"
"Tch... only one night, what's there to think about?" My mother chuckled.
"Oh, I hadn't thought about it. I was planning to go to my sister's tonight," I said, feigning disappointment.
"Don't even think about it. I haven't even mentioned you to Xiaojia yet."
"Why not?"
"How could I? Should I tell her I went on a trip and met a new boyfriend? And this guy
isn't even that much older than her?"
What do you mean, "not that much older?" They're practically the same age. I chuckled inwardly and said, "That's true. So you
don't want to tell Xiaojia about what happened on the island?"
"Well, let's not talk about it for now. We'll see how things go after you get to know each other better," Mom said.
"Sister, could you come over to my house to stay overnight sometime?" I asked.
"Overnight?" Mom's breathing quickened. "I'd love to, but what if Xiaojia finds out I'm
not home?" She paused, then added softly, "But I
can come out after dinner and come back a little later."
"To practice your kung fu at my house?" I asked.
"You little rascal, all you do is talk!" Mom laughed.
I really wanted to, but Xiaoyu's place wasn't settled yet. In order to buy myself a few days to prepare, I had no choice but to make up
the excuse I had prepared beforehand, sighing and saying, "Sister, but it might not be possible in the next few days."
"What's wrong?" Mom asked.
"My parents couldn't reach me for a while and were very worried, so they came abroad to see me. They arrived yesterday, and thankfully
I got home, otherwise they would have been frantic." I had to come up with this rather clumsy excuse
.
"Ah?" Mom was surprised. "Your parents came abroad?"
"Sister, you should call them Uncle and Aunt," I joked.
"Stop being cheeky!" Mom was exasperated.
"Last night, my parents kept pressing me about my whereabouts. I managed to stall them, and today I sneaked out
to ask you. Sister, do you think we should tell them about us?"
"..."
"Sister, why don't we just tell them the truth, and then I'll take you to meet your future in-laws?" I
took a risk.
"Oh dear, what in-laws? How embarrassing!" Mom pulled her hand away from mine, cupping her
flushed cheeks in her hands, a mixture of shyness and joy.
"Sister? Don't you want to get married to me?" I pressed on.
"Don't talk nonsense, Xiaoyu!" Mom buried her face in her hands in embarrassment.
I loved Mom's shy look. I completely forgot my purpose in teasing her. I got up and sat down next to her,
put my arm around her waist, and whispered in her ear, "Sister, it's the greatest blessing I've ever had to marry you properly
. You have to promise me, okay?"
Mom covered her face with her hands and nodded slightly.
Overjoyed, I moved my mother's delicate, white hands away and showered her burning cheeks with kisses. My mother's face flushed even
more, as if she were about to burst with moisture. She felt weak all over, leaning against me, her red
lips slightly parted, her hands weakly pushing me away, saying, "Xiaoyu, don't do this, there are too many people on the street..."
I secretly regretted choosing such a spot on the street; it offered an unobstructed view. My mother was
very shy, and I didn't want to force her. I could only kiss her fragrant lips a few more times before reluctantly letting her go, still
holding her in my arms.
"Xiaoyu, you're getting bolder and bolder, daring to flirt with your sister in public," my mother
said, biting her lip.
“I can’t help it, sister, you’re just too beautiful. I have absolutely no self-control in front of you,” I said. “Sister,
are you coming to my house tonight or not?”
“Hmm, this is too sudden. Let me think about it.” Mom paused for a moment, then continued, “Xiaoyu,
how old are your parents?”
I made up a story: “My dad is thirty-nine, and my mom is thirty-eight.”
“Oh dear, your parents are so young, only two or three years older than me. If I go to meet them now, they
’ll definitely be unhappy, thinking you’ve been seduced by this vixen.” Mom said.
“You are a vixen, and I’m bewitched by you.” I laughed.
“Stop it, I’m being serious.” Mom scolded.
“Then what do you suggest, sister?” I passed the buck back to Mom.
“How about this, wait two or three years, until you’re all grown up, then we’ll meet your parents.” Mom
said.
“Great idea! In two or three years, I’ll be all grown up, but you’ll be getting younger and younger. Then we’ll be a perfect
match.” I said.
"Hmm..." Mom squirmed in my arms, full of anticipation for the future.
"But, sister, my parents will be staying here for ten days or half a month. I won't be
able to see you at night during that time, and that will be so hard." I said with a mournful face.
"Hmm, is it convenient for you to come out in the middle of the night?" Mom asked shyly.
"Yes, of course it's convenient. My parents go to bed early." I said happily, "Sister, aren't you afraid Xiao Jia will find out
?"
"Don't you know kung fu? Climb in through the window." Mom smiled.
"Okay, you be Pan Jinlian, and I'll be Ximen Qing!"
"Pah, you bad guy! Can't you think of something better?" Mom protested.
"My classical Chinese isn't very good, so why don't you think of one, sister?" I said.
"Under the moonlit west chamber, the door is half-open to the breeze, the shadow of flowers moves on the wall, is it a beautiful woman coming?" After softly reciting
the classic love poem from "The Romance of the Western Chamber," Mom's face turned as red as a big red cloth, and she almost covered it with her hands again.
Wow, Mom, you're such a seductive vixen! Seeing that Mom was already quite shy, I dared not
tease her anymore. I kissed her cheek three times and said, "Miss Yingying, tonight at midnight, I will definitely
undress and kiss you in the West Chamber, and we'll fly together!" My awkward imitation of the opera made Mom laugh uncontrollably.
At home, Dad is a blockhead, and he used to have an affair with Long Qingshan. Now, to be able to have
a romantic meeting with her lover like in "The Romance of the Western Chamber," how could Mom not be secretly delighted?
When we parted ways at the coffee shop, I whispered in Mom's ear, "Sister, remember to wash yourself clean tonight, and put your feet
up on the window with the door half open, waiting for me." After saying that, I laughed and dodged Mom's "twisting hand," leaving Mom
standing there stomping her feet in anger.
Thinking of how Mom couldn't contain her desire tonight, standing by the window eagerly waiting, my heart immediately warmed
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