Matrix Survival: One random treasure chest per day

Chapter 410 Rain falls
"Yu Luo, Mom didn't mean to be mean to you..."

Seemingly realizing that her tone was a bit too harsh, her mother squatted down beside her and said apologetically, "Mom is only doing this so that Yulu can have a better life. Doesn't Yulu like to eat salted egg yolk rice balls? Mom will take Yulu to eat them."

The mother stood up and pulled up Xiaoyuluo, who was squatting by the roadside.

Xiao Yulu didn't speak. She looked up at her mother's gentle face. Raindrops hit her tender face, quickly sliding down her chin and forming a line.

Rain...it hurts so much.

"Mom, shall we go home?" Little Yu Luo looked at the color peeking through her mother's fingers and felt a sudden, inexplicable disgust.

That color once represented happiness, and could be exchanged for lots of delicious salted egg yolk rice balls.

But now, happiness has changed its color, and the rice ball tastes different in my mouth.

"Rainfall." Upon hearing those words, the mother's expression turned panicked, helpless, and guilty. She raised her hand to brush a strand of hair that had fallen onto little Rainfall's cheek, her eyes filled with tears, and she choked back sobs: "We have no home here."

"Did Daddy not want us anymore?" Xiao Yulu remembered that she should have a father like other children.

That father may be strict, but every time he comes home from get off work and sees me, he will show a gentle smile.

Occasionally, he would bring two of his favorite salted egg yolk rice balls, and he would secretly hide one for his mother to put in his father's lunchbox the next day.

But when did I stop seeing him altogether?
It seems... it was around that time that a woman barged into the house.

She led a group of people into her home and, without saying a word, began to hurl the most vile and obscene insults at her mother.

Those people were punching and kicking the mother, while he was in his mother's arms, well protected by her.

While nestled in her mother's arms, she could see through the crook of her arm that behind the woman stood a boy a little older than herself.

He was dressed in an elegant little dress, his hair was styled like an adult's, and a large red bow was pinned to the collar of his white shirt.

He must be doing better than me. Does he also like salted egg yolk rice balls?

Xiaoyu doesn't remember what happened after that, but she has deeply etched that little dress and bow into her mind.

From that day on, he and his mother were homeless and wandered the streets.

When I was extremely hungry, my mother would sneak into a snack shop on the street and grab two very hot meat buns.

But for some reason, sometimes the shop assistant would chase after her mother outside the door and loudly insult her as she ran away with her.

Sometimes, my mother would come out with bruises on her lips and very gently apologize to me.

At this point, I usually guess that I'm going to go hungry again.

But her mother must have been even hungrier than she was, yet she always smiled and told herself not to worry.

Then, I don't know from which day it started, I never had to go hungry again.

Even every few days, I can still eat my favorite salted egg yolk rice ball.

Although her mother often went to different people's homes or hotels, leaving him outside.

Sometimes, I can see my mother's face through the window.

She would bite her lip hard and gesture to turn her head away so as not to look.

Actually, her mother didn't know that after she left home, she never liked salted egg yolk rice balls again.

It's not because it tastes bad.

But because.

There is no love left in there.

Love from a father.

……

In my memory, it rained heavily that night.

The mother led her child through the heavy rain, searching for a convenience store that was still open to buy the salted egg yolk rice balls that the child used to love.

Xiao Yuluo wanted to tell her mother that she didn't want to eat rice balls anymore, but the cold rain fell on her body, making her shiver and unable to speak.

The mother held her son's hand with one hand, while tightly clutching the banknotes in the other, not wanting them to get wet in the rain.

Passing by a hot spring, her mother took her inside, reluctantly pulling out two banknotes and handing them to the fierce-looking old woman.

The hot spring is so warm; the chill brought by the rain seems to have been driven away in an instant.

Warm water vapor condenses into water droplets on the white ceramic tiles and slowly slides down.

I sat on a small stool as my mother brought me a basin of hot water and gently wiped my body with a towel.

Very meticulous.

She is also very gentle.

It was because her mother often wiped her body like this that she developed the habit of wiping her body with water before resting whenever she returned home.

Her mother said something to her that she couldn't understand, and she still remembers it to this day.

The body is like a Bodhi tree, the mind like a clear mirror.

Keep it clean and dry from time to time, lest it get dusty.

There must be a profound meaning in this passage.

When my mother said these words, her voice trembled and her eyes were moist.

Was it because the steam in the hot spring was too strong and blinded you?

I think so. I was young then and didn't understand anything.

At that age, I should have known nothing!

That same night, at that hot spring, my mother met the benefactor of her life.

She was a heavily made-up woman; even when she entered a room filled with steam, her face was still covered in makeup.

The makeup was so heavy that her face and neck were two different colors.

She walks with a swaying gait, and according to the other aunties at the hot spring, men all like women like that.

But my mother wasn't like that; she was also very popular with men.

Although he and his mother had only met those men once.

However, judging from the way those people looked at the mother, they were very satisfied with her.

It's like buying a chicken at the market, and this chicken is perfectly balanced in fat and lean meat, good quality and inexpensive.

The woman's name is Erika Ogawa, and according to her, she is a film and television actress.

She specifically plays roles that men like to watch.

She also said that her mother is good-looking and has a great figure, making her very suitable for this line of work.

It's clear that the mother wanted to refuse at the time.

But after hesitating for a moment, he only said he would think about it some more.

Erika Ogawa left a card, saying that her mother had come to a realization and that she could be found through this card.

In the following days, Xiaoyu developed a high fever and remained in a daze.

When he woke up, he found that he and his mother had a place to live.

The mother said she had found a job that would allow her to earn a lot of money, and that she would never go hungry again.

Even salted egg yolk rice balls can be eaten every day, at every meal.

Xiao Yuluo still didn't tell her mother that she had stopped liking salted egg yolk rice balls a long time ago, and that she now preferred meat buns sold in snack shops.

Because those meat buns contain love.

That was a mother's love.

So hot, so hot love.

Since then, the family's life has gotten better and better, and they have moved to bigger and bigger houses.

Even a little raindrop can go to school, study, and learn, just like other children.

But in that world, a gentle mother was missing.

There is now a film and television actress with the stage name "Osawa Kazuko".

She specializes in playing roles that men like to watch.

very popular.

Days passed by, and Xiaoyu Luo grew bigger day by day.

It was as if her mother was trying to make up for something; she would give her anything she wanted.

But the one thing I can't give is the kind of love I had when I was a child.

Until that day, Yu Luo, who was in school, received a phone call that her mother had collapsed at her workplace and was being taken to the hospital.

By the time she arrived, her mother was already on the verge of death.

Because of long hours of high-intensity work and being physically weak from hunger, he was diagnosed with stomach cancer that day.

Late.

It has already begun to spread.

Yu Luo remembers that day, the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window and fell on her mother's pillow.

She knelt before the bed, and her mother held her hand, revealing that familiar smile once again, and said to her.

Let's not treat it anymore, let's go home.

She wanted to leave all her savings to her daughter, enough for her to finish college. If she used it for medical treatment, it would undoubtedly drag down this already struggling family again.

That day, Yu Luo realized that her mother's love for her had never changed.

What changed was only her own heart.

And love for one's mother.

The last words her mother said to Yulu before she passed away were...

"When the rain falls, turn your head away and don't look."

……

This chapter isn't perfect, so let's leave it at that.

I'm afraid I'll cry while writing this; it's too damn awful.

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