"My little son... he died a long time ago, how could he possibly see me when I wake up?" The little one pushed me anxiously. Aviva and Cyrus' crying sounded in my ears again. I hesitated for a long time, but eventually stood up. Before leaving, I couldn't bear to look at the small figure behind me.
The little one waved goodbye to me. I forced a smile at her and walked quickly towards the door. "Mommy!" The calls from the little ones suddenly became clear! I slowly opened my eyes, looking at the pale ceiling, my eyes moistened."Mommy, mommy!"
The three kids held my hands so tightly that they almost broke them.
I finally came to my senses.
In a trance,I heard a sweet sound.
When I thought of the little guy's words in my dream, a touch of shock flashed through my eyes. I quickly looked in the direction of the voice.
What I saw was Lundy's tearful face.
The little boy followed Aviva and Cyrus and kept calling his mommy.