Shen ihuan was surprised and didn’t dare approach. She looked at the old signboard and knew what her son was thinking.
This place had about 20-30 years of history, only existing in the older folks mories now.
With the developnt of the city, new entertainnt and the parks had replaced it.
The light was gloomy, and its sign was mottled.
This was the first place she played with her son ever since they ca to this city. Their mories were now rekindled...
"Do you rember this place?" She lightly ca to her son.
But she got no answer. Her son just stood here, thoughtfully looking at the mottled signboard.
Shen ihuan impulsively grabbed her son’s arm and walked into the arcade. Maybe he would recall his mory there and return to normal.
She was really eager, causing her to quicken her pace.
Many broken machines made the place seem more deserted. Only an energetic old man was skillfully playing the Shot Clock.
The sleepy clerk received the money and gave the coins to her without any feeling.
The quietness and the bad attitude made Shen ihuan feel lucky--- Nobody would notice her strange son.
Shen ihuan brought her son to a turtle ga to try to regain his mory.
"Do you rember the first ti you play it? Well, it’s a bit different. But at that ti, you played here and didn’t want to go ho."
Still, her son didn’t give her any response.
She grabbed the hamr to give it to her son, but it fell onto the ground. Shen ihuan picked it up but the sa thing happened again.
Falling and dropping... Again and again, but Shen ihuan was still persistent and very patient.
Her impatient temper caused by the downhill business did not seem to exist at the mont. Now, repeating this boring action again and again; an action that would annoy other to no end if done by them, she still felt no dissatisfaction.
When her son finally held the hamr, Shen ihuan was genuinely delighted. Then she taught him step by step how to play the ga... Touching her son’s hand regained her lost happiness.
She was reminded of his childhood. At that ti, she went out of her way to teach him how to walk, how to speak... Every progress of his would let her be happy for a long ti.
At this mont, Shen ihuan suddenly felt that was the happiest ti of her life.
Great ambitions for wealth and expectation for her son had let her ignore the purest happiness in the world.
The day he ca to this world and the day he slightly touched her hand, how could she forget?
Shen ihuan suddenly stood still, and her son also stopped playing with the hamr on hand.
She reproached herself and said in a choked voice, "I shouldn’t have focused on the business, I shouldn’t have forced you to study..."
The thought pained her. She was getting a lump in her throat.
Silently crying.
Suddenly the hamr struck on the head of a plastic turtle--- It was her son who did that.
He just struck the turtles over and over again but without any other reactions... However, it was the first glimr of hope for Shen ihuan. She surprisingly looked at her son.
...
"Two bottles of Cola, ten dollars."
"Here you are."
One hour had passed... And the arcade was about to close.
Shen ihuan quickly walked toward her son... With eyes focused on him, a sort of satisfaction filled her heart.
Why hadn’t she had this feeling in recent years?
But soon she stopped--- A woman in a black dress was approaching her.
Shen ihuan was stunned by the woman she had seen before. But why she ca here?
She lowered her head to studiously avoid the woman, but she heard her calling.
"Why don’t you bury him?"
Shen ihuan suddenly stopped and hurriedly turned around--- They’ve t only once, but why the woman knew that... And what else did she know?
"Who... Who are you?" Shen ihuan said with alert, "Why are you following ?"
"That’s not important."
The woman shook her head, "I don’t know why he beca like that. But do you think you’re doing sothing good? Souls should be at peace. What do you think?"
"You know nothing!" Shen ihuan frantically said.
The woman sighed, "I also have children. They’re my life. I totally understand you."
"Understand... Then don’t stop !"
"But you must know, he’s just a dead body... You will get sick after long."
The woman continued, "Listen, he may beco a zombie... That’s not what you want."
Shen ihuan warily looked at her, "I don’t understand you and what you are saying! Please go away! I have lost him before, I can’t lose him now! You said you understood !"
"Why are humans so stubborn?"
She laughed at herself, "I’m not qualified to reproach you... Sotis I’m also stubborn. Well, I live upstairs. If necessary, please co to . But I hope that ti never cos."
"Who... Who are you?"
"Black Water. I’m Black Water." She softly answered.
She hated humans, but she had compassion... as a mother.
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