"Mother……"

The boy was still a little hesitant to say what his brother said at the end of his death, or in a few days.

He pursed his lips in a tangled manner.

...

"Can't you tell your mother?"

The woman smiled.

"If you can't say it, stop talking."

...

"No, I can't say it."

The boy explained, "Yes..."

"It's hard to say?"

The woman's eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent.

His face still showed a bit haggard.

"Is it... Xiao Hao's business?"

...

The boy was stunned.

The woman smiled, "Besides Xiao Hao's affairs, what else can make you hesitate so much?"

The boy pursed his lips.

"Tell me."

The woman sat next to her son and patted the child's hands.

"Your mom is not that vulnerable."

...

The boy made up his mind.

"Mom, actually..."

...

The woman took the jade ball from her son's hand and looked at it carefully.

"You said... Xiao Hao's last words to you were... Jade Ball?"

...

"Um."

The boy nodded.

"My brother was in a bad state at that time. The doctor told him not to speak, but he must say it."

"I've listened for a long time."

"I just heard that my brother was talking about Yuqiu."

"later……"

"I forgot."

The boy lowered his eyes in annoyance, "I just remembered when I helped my brother pack up his things and found this jade ball."

My brother finally tried so hard to tell him those two words...

But he...

...

“It’s not too late to think about it now.”

The woman comforts her child.

She and her father can see clearly how sad this child has been these days.

Especially this child almost watched his brother leave with his own eyes.

The blow you suffer can be imagined.

She and the child's father... didn't even see the last side of the child.

...

"What's special about this jade ball?"

The woman changed the topic.

Why... Xiaohao's last child was this jade ball?

The woman doesn't understand.

...

The boy shook his head, "I don't know either."

Brother, what do you mean?

He knocked his head a few times.

...

The dull sound of knocking on the head awakened the woman's distracted thoughts.

She raised her eyes and said, "Don't knock on the head."

"We'll wait for your dad to come back and ask your dad."

When a boy is old, he can say something more to his father.

...

"Um."

The boy nodded.

He put the velvet pad back into the drawer.

Then put the jade ball in.

To avoid accidents like the same as before.

...

"Mom, I'll clean up."

Seeing that the woman began to organize her brother's clothes, the boy hurriedly reached out.

The woman avoided the boy's hand that wanted to come to get clothes, "Everyone said I'm fine."

"Two people are faster than one person, right?"

"Besides, your own room is messy, and I'm not at ease with you to organize your brother's things alone."

"Okay, stop talking."

"We will pack up soon."

...

The boy slowly withdrew his hand.

"……All right."

...

“…My room is pretty clean.”

The boy defended himself a few words.

Although he is not as diligent as his brother to clean the room...

When he was young, his brother would help him clean up the room.

But it is not "free".

Remuneration varies depending on the season.

For example, a popsicle in summer or a roasted sweet potato in winter.

He complained a lot about his brother "take advantage of the situation".

...

The corners of the woman's mouth were slightly raised.

However, after that day, it never heard the man's voice again.

It is puzzled.

But I remember what the man told it.

He didn't hear the sound of him letting it speak, and it didn't make any movement.

It knows that men are trying to protect it.

It kept remembering the man's instructions.
Chapter completed!