Take
The woman felt a little sorry for him.
She sighed to herself.
The words turned at the tip of her tongue. "...Unless you can bring the big brother from that day to me..."
"Of course."
"It doesn't necessarily have to be him."
"As long as you can bring someone who's seen Little Joy to me..."
"Or bring Little Joy to me directly."
"Then I'll believe you."
"Until then..."
The woman looked at the child. "Let's not talk about this anymore."
"Okay?"
"Forget about it."
Since neither of them could convince the other, they might as well leave it be.
Time would solve everything.
The woman didn't want to keep arguing with the child about this.
He was still young.
The problem he was sobbing over today might be completely forgotten in a few days.
Why should she go to all the trouble of insisting he understand he was wrong while he was still upset?
Mom hadn't denied it...
That at least made the child feel a little happy.
Mom's condition...
Was difficult.
But...
It was a hope that Mom would accept.
Hope stirred in the child's heart.
He didn't think he could find the big brother.
He was hoping Little Joy would come back to see him.
Seeing that the child looked much better, the woman lowered her eyes and sighed softly.
All right.
Let's leave it at that for now.
Let things cool down.
As time passed...
The child had said Little Joy had left.
Who knew whether the Little Joy in his imagination would come back?
Maybe he'd never return.
Then she wouldn't need to say anything...
The child would forget that Little Joy on his own.
"All right."
The woman stood up.
"It's getting late. Wash up and get some rest."
She