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Jiang Si merely nodded, pushing the wheelchair to the other side of the mountaintop.

The mother stared blankly at the surging sea below, watching the dancing snowflakes weave a white world.

Like a grand funeral, with wreaths and banners scattered across the peaks.

"Son."

The mother’s lips moved, with saliva unwittingly flowing, she tilted her body, "Are you cold?"

"Not cold."

Saying that, Jiang Si took off his recently bought coat and laid it over his mother, casually wiping away her saliva.

The mother trembled and extended her hand beyond the peak.

Below is the surging sea, she catches those snowflakes.

"Jiang Si."

"Hmm."

"Son."

"Hmm."

"My little treasure."

"What?"

"Nothing," the mother murmured, "I just wanted to call out, Si, little Si, eldest..."

Enumerating, she called out all nicknames for Jiang Si from the past.

Jiang Si patiently responded to each.

"Mom, there’s a dream."

"Tell me."

"Mom always wanted to go undersea. Since childhood, Mom has loved the ocean bottom. Back then at school, when the teacher asked what we’d do when we grew up, I said, when I grow up, I want to be a diver." The old lady chuckled, "Everyone thought your mom was out of her mind then."

"Fortunately," Jiang Si thought, "the ocean bottom is very dark and very cold, it’s easy to develop claustrophobia."

"Your mom isn’t scared of that."

The mother chuckled as she fiddled with her clothes, "Once dead, there’s nothing to fear."

"When you’re gone, shall I send you to the seabed, Mom?"

The sound of waves crashing against the rocks below, roaring like an angry beast.

"Oh."

With that, mother laughed heartily:

"When I watched you throw away that cat as a kid, I thought, in the future, my son will surely fulfill my wish, only my son..."

Murmuring, her voice gradually faded.

The snow began to lighten.

"Son."

"Hmm."

"What I said before, hoping you’d be my son in the next life, that next time I’ll surely be a better mother, a more perfect one, that statement..."

"I take it back," the mother croaked, "You should meet better parents, wealthier, more understanding, more loving parents, let you live happier, grow taller, instead of parents like us."

The howling wind brought snowflakes that settled at the corner of the eyes, Jiang Si gazed afar.

The dense clouds on the horizon began to break.

Magnificent sunset spilled out from between the clouds, the setting sun like blood, burning the clouds into a frenzy, and even the sea boiled.

The brilliance turned into a sea of fire.

"It’s fine, my parents being you guys is good enough." Jiang Si said softly, "I’m used to it."

The mother reached out, grasping his hand, "Well, no choice then."

"Yes, no choice, I’m used to it." Jiang Si merely agreed, "Others, I’m not used to."

The setting sun fell on the mother’s face, her smile was warm with happiness, "Being used to it, is nice."

The empty world gradually quieted down.

The sounds of crashing waves and wind faded away, snow no longer fell, the icy cold on the ground started to melt.

The sunset was gradually pulled down into the ocean at the horizon, the world descended into abyss.

However, the sunset was still magnificent, radiant.

"Son."

"Hmm."

"The sky is pitch dark, how will you go down the mountain later?"

Jiang Si gazed at the crimson sky, "I can see."

"Huh? Is Mom unable to see?"

"No, the sky is dark."

"I see."

The mother bathed in the final sunset, atop the mountain, slowly drifted off to sleep, "You should head home early, Jiang Si, go back and sleep, don’t stay here too long, or you’ll catch a cold..."

He stood beside her, her voice began to vanish until it was completely gone.

The temperature on the mountain gradually dropped, cold like the snow, even the heartbeat, stopped.

The fierce wind whined, blowing through the mother’s wispy white hair, her closed eyes were peaceful, as if she were asleep.

Until the end, the sunset fell, the world turned into the abyss.

"It’s dark."

He said.

Pushing the wheelchair, he brought the mother, who would never awaken again, to the edge of the mountaintop.

The sea below churned up white foam.

"Goodnight."

He pushed the wheelchair downwards.

Falling into the deepest seabed.