Chapter 7: The Center of the World
Hate and like, such a simple reversal, at this time Lonia really can't understand.
Since then, Lonia's observation of Iris has continued. The work of writing the letter seemed to be going well, and the thickness of the envelope kept increasing. Probably having spotted someone spying on her at the window, Lornia's gaze occasionally flashed over her location, and Lornia's heart beat wildly. Now Lonia has learned to calm her heartbeat, at the cost of her clothes becoming crumpled every day. Girls are constantly changing.
"Hey, hey, call you. Help me put on my headband. β
"Understood, noble lady. β
Although it was very sad that her mother was taken away, she did not have much anger.
"It's bread, but it's too hard to eat, what should I do?"
"If I could, I think cooking them together in soup would solve the problem, right?"
Outside of writing letters, Lonia kept chasing Iris and asking this and that.
"Iris, Iris!"
"I'm here, miss. β
Before you know it, the title has changed from the unfamiliar "you" to "Iris".
"Iris, come and read to me, dance with me, go outside and catch bugs!"
"Please tell me the order, miss. β
Although she couldn't cope with it, Iris didn't leave Lonia alone.
- What a weirdo. Being with her makes me weird.
There was some chagrin in her heart, but Lonia was still fascinated by Iris.
The quiet days came to an abrupt end.
In the first few days of Iris's arrival, Lonia's mother was still in good spirits. But soon, the deteriorating physical condition sounded the alarm again. Perhaps it was because of the fever caused by the cold, and even the attending doctor was eventually invited to his home. But even so, her and Iris's ghostwriting work didn't stop. The mother lay casually prone on the bed, while Iris sat on the sidelines, continuing to write the letter.
Worried about her condition, Lonia came to the room, intending to convince her mother.
Don't write anymore.
It would not be a joke to extinguish the remaining flame of life just for the sake of writing letters.
This kind of thing will never be allowed in Lonia. Even when she was refused, she insisted on breaking into the room to protest.
"Why do you still write a letter after all this? The doctor said no!"
"If you don't write now, you probably won't have the opportunity to write it. Rest assured. Me, you see...... Because my brain is not very good, I will suddenly have a fever just by organizing my language. It's annoying......"
The mother smiled weakly and did not take it seriously.
The smile stabbed Lonia's heart hard.
Happy times shatter like a lie, replaced by a harsh reality.
"Mom, stop. β
Even if everything was normal ten seconds ago, maybe three minutes later, breathing would stop - it was such a seriously ill mother who lived with me. Lonia has finally returned to such a sad reality.
"Please, don't write it. β
"If you start to have a fever again because of it. If your life is cut short as a result. β
"Please, please......"
"Then even if it is something that Mother wants to accomplish, please don't continue. β
"Don't write any more!"
The long-term uneasiness and depression finally broke out at this moment, and the voice shouted was even sharper than expected, and even Lonia herself was startled, and her willfulness, which she had never shown in her daily life, was now vented in one breath.
"Why doesn't my mother listen to what I say? Is it because she wants to be with Iris more than me? Why don't you look at me?"
Perhaps more flattering wording should have been used. But involuntarily came from sadness.
Lornia's voice trembled, as if reproached.
"I'm ...... Mommy doesn't want a child?"
"I just want you to keep looking at me. β
Hearing Lonia's words, her mother's eyes widened and she quickly shook her head.
"Where is such a thing, how is this possible? What's wrong with you, Lonia?"
The panicked mother wants to please her daughter.
She reached out to stroke Lornia's head, but the latter reluctantly dodged it. I don't want to be touched right now.
"You're not listening to what I'm saying!"
β...... Because in writing a letter......"
"Is it a letter more important than mine?"
"How can there be anything more important than Lonia?"
"Deceitful ......"
"I didn't lie to you. β
The mother suddenly choked up as she spoke, and her voice became sad. Even so, Lonia did not stop complaining.
The unwillingness to be desperately suppressed still showed.
"Liar! You've been lying to me! Always, always...... It's all a lie! Mom hasn't gotten any better, has she? Clearly said she'll get better. β
After saying that, Lonia realized that she had said the wrong thing, and she immediately regretted it. If it is on weekdays, when there is a quarrel, the mother and daughter are also merciless to you and me. Today, however, is different. The mother, whose cheeks were flushed, was still smiling, but at this time, the smile instantly froze, and she was silent and silent.
"Mom, I-"
Looking at her mother's appearance, Lonia panicked, and Fang Cai's menacing momentum disappeared all at once. She uncomfortably covered her mouth with her hand, not knowing what to do.
β...... Llonia, please, get out for a while. β
The mother snorted, tears spilling out of her eyes, dripping down her cheeks.
Her mother, who did not forget to smile even when she was suffering from illness, was crying at this time, which shocked Lonia's heart.
- Mom cried.
Because her mother was a person who never cried, Lonia always believed that adults were creatures that could not cry. Now she finally realizes how ridiculous the idea is, and panics because she has made a big mistake.
- I hurt my mother.
I'm the last person who should have done such a thing.
thought she was the most protective mother in the world, but she made her cry.
"Mom, Mom......"
Lonia opens her mouth to apologize, but is politely thrown out by Iris.
"Madame is all for the good of the young lady. β
Eventually, Lorna was left alone in the hallway.
From the side of the closed door, the sound of the mother sobbing was heard.
"Mom, Mommy?"
She clung uneasily to the door.
"That, Mom, ......"
"- I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for causing my mother to cry, I didn't think about it. β
"Mommy!"
"βjust hope you take care of your body. And then...... Then, if you can, even if it's just for a second, extend your life. β
β...... Mommy ......"
βthat's all. β
- Am I doing it wrong?
There was no response. In such a sense of loneliness, anxiety constantly breeds. Lonia stretched out her fist and pounded the door hard, but in the end nothing was broken, and her hand hung limply.
- Am I being too willful?
In order to explain the future, the mother who insisted on writing while still had a breath.
The daughter who hates it.
- Does staying with me make her so resistant?
Tears finally reached the brink of bursting, and Lonia took a deep breath and roared desperately.
"Does Mom value others more than me?"
With a voice that is crying when you hear it, incoherently, hoarsely.
"Mom...... Don't write anymore, let me be with you!"
Her crying showed that she was still a child. A child who cries and makes a fuss when his demands are not met.
"If my mother is gone, I'll be the only one left!I'm alone!When?When will I be with my mother?If I'm the only one from now on, I beg you don't write again...... Now let me stay with you, don't leave me behind, okay?"
That's right, Lonia is just a child.
β...... I don't want to separate ......."
She was too young to do anything.
He was only seven years old, and he was just a child who was attached to his mother.
"I want to ...... ...... with mom"
In the face of God's fate, I actually wanted to cry for a long time.
β...... Miss. β
Iris came out of the room.
She looked down at Lonia, who was already crying.
I thought I would be treated indifferently, but I put a pair of hands on my shoulders. How much of Lonya's hostility has been resolved by this gentle gesture?
"I'm taking up precious time that should belong to Miss, but it's definitely not meaningless. So, please don't be angry with Madame no matter what. β
β...... Because, because ...... Because ah......"
In order to make eye level with Lonia, Iris crouched down.
"Mademoiselle's pain is palpable. With such a young body, he completely withstood the serious illness of his wife. I never complain at ordinary times, and I care about my wife. You're a wonderful person, miss. β
"No, it's not...... I just want to spend more time with my mom......"
"It's the same mood Madame. β
In addition to comfort, Iris's words were comfort.
"Deceive, deceive, deceive......, deceive She's been writing to people, and she's more ...... to the person she never visits than to me No one who came to visit the house was really worried about their mother!"
- Everybody, they just want money.
"It's just me, it's only me who really keeps thinking about my mother!"
Those dark brown eyes have long seen through the disguises of adults who have been whitewashed with lies.
Lonia's shoulders trembled, and tears fell to the ground. Her vision, blurred by tears, was like the world she felt it was likeβhow much else was real in this world.
"That's ...... so"
No matter how long her young self was about to go through life, at the beginning of this beginning, she already sensed that the world was full of hypocrisy and betrayalβshe began to feel that it was better not to come for Ray.
"That's ....... that's it"
For Lonia, there are only a few points of truth in the palm of her hand.
That's what really shines in this world of hypocrisy.
As long as you have it, no matter how terrible things you encounter, you can withstand it.
"Obviously, that's right. β
- As long as you have your mother by your side, you can do without anything.
"Obviously, why doesn't my mother love me the most!"
She shouted loudly. Iris quickly covered her lips with her hand.
Lonia's body trembled violently.
The voice stopped abruptly. In the silent corridor, the sobbing of the mother on the other side of the door could be faintly heard.
"If you want to lose your temper, you can come at me as much as you want. Miss Lonia, although I am just an ordinary flower seller, I can persuade others very well. However, what you just said will make your beloved mother sad......"
"Am I not good enough......?"
The suppressed cry was accompanied by immature bitterness.
"No, you didn't do anything bad. β
"Because I'm a bad boy, that's why my mom gets sick, and then ...... Soonβare you going to die?"
In the face of Lonia's question, Iris calmly said in a voice that was not rejected thousands of miles away.
"It's not like that. You are the most obedient daughter I have ever met. Madame will be proud of this. β
With her blue eyes, she looked at the weeping Lonia.
"LoΓ±a is a very gentle person and it has nothing to do with illness. That's something that no one can predict, just like I can open six veins, but I can't perform spiritual resonance. β
"Is it God's fault?"
Again, Iris neither acknowledges nor denies the existence of God.
"Yes or no...... We can all accept the arrangement of fate. β
β...... What should I do?"
"Anyway, it's better for you to cry, miss. If you don't beat me, I'm willing to lend you my body to rely on. β
Iris opened his arms, and the scent of flowers came to his face.
As if to say, hug me and cry. So Lonia hugged her tightly.
β...... Iris, please don't snatch mom away from me......."
She buried her head in Iris's chest, crying.
"Don't take away my time with my mom, Iris......"
"It's only been a few days, please forgive me. β
"At least when I was writing, it kept me aside. Even if I am left out in the cold, I just want to be with my mother...... I just want to accompany her and hold her hand. β
"I'm so sorry, I promised Madame. I can't tell Miss what is in the letter, I'm sorry I can't do what you asked. β
Sure enough, adults are the most annoying, Lonia thought.
"I hate you...... Iris. β
"I'm very sorry, Miss Lonia. β
β...... Why write a letter?"
"Because it can convey people's thoughts. β
She finally understands that she is not the center of the world.