I can't bear to look at my mother, once, heartbreak once, mother wants to go, I can't come up with a reason to keep her.

Living was a type of torturous torture and she wasn't happy at all during these past ten or so years.

Standing in the doorway, he looked at the rays of the setting sun enveloping the green wilderness, bringing with it a golden brilliance that was beautiful in the void.

The young man that stepped into the magnificent scenery also couldn't arouse the hope in my heart.

"I'm Rinloran." He came up to me and said who he was.

I know he is, but my mother is tired and has given up.

He smiled bitterly. "Thank you, but there's no need."

There was a confident smile in his eyes as he said, "I, Lin Luoshui, want to save someone that not even death itself can take away."

"There's really no need for that. Sometimes, being alive is a type of pain." It was too late. His mother had already made up her mind, and she had already decided to let him go.

Maybe it was during those two days, watching me go around looking for Rinloran, watching me get stuck at the door.

Mother dotes on me, and is most reluctant for me to suffer grievance.

Surprised, he stopped in front of me and looked at my painful face. "Yun Zhiqiu, are you sure you don't want me to save your mother?" With one hand on his chin, he looked at my shabby wooden house and slowly said, "I won't charge you a single cent."

I still shook my head. "Although I will be very lonely after mother leaves, I will still come back." No matter how bitter the time was, it would still slowly pass by.

He chuckled, "You've let me come here for nothing."

"Thank you, Young Master Lin. I don't hate you. Really, it's just that I'm too stupid." That's why he played with them.

He raised his head and looked at him calmly, "In the future, when we see each other, we will also be strangers. I don't know you, and you don't know me either."

"Oh, why?" He raised his eyebrows. "Maybe he will make it up to you for a moment of guilt. Maybe he will let you have a good day that you will never be able to get in this life."

I lowered my head and smiled, "Actually, I don't want to get to know you. I must remember to hide far away from the rich young masters."

He coughed a little awkwardly, then said, "Then I'll be going."

I nodded, and he gave me a long, hard look before turning away.

I slump to the ground, my face buried in my lap. There are many tears, but I can't help it.

What is more painful to me than refusing to save my beloved mother.

The quiet wind blew angrily on the wooden house.

I really want to be with my mother, but I don't dare to watch her slowly leave. That kind of pain is like using a dull knife, a knife that slowly wrings my heart.

On the last night, I stayed by my mother's side all night. I closed my eyes and carefully stroked her face. I wanted to remember it in my heart and carved it in my bones to make up for the lack of anything.

Mother still went, with a peaceful expression and a kind smile.

I buried my mother with the silver that Zhang Xibao gave me. The paper money flew in all directions. From then on, I was the only one left in this lonely and pitiable new grave.

My heart is frightened, like a lonely bird, I fear home, I dare not go back to face the dead emptiness.

But I had nowhere else to go, and just before nightfall my heart turned over in pain and fear.

I left the grave in a daze. It was dark by the time I reached the ten-mile pavilion.

The mournful cries of the night birds seemed to resonate with his heart.

I'd rather spend the night here alone than go back. I'm afraid of all the lights and family reunions, and I'm the loneliest person in the world, and no one loves me anymore.

I'm the only one left, I'm the only one left.