Chapter 1183 - 543: Going to a World Without You

Chapter 1183: Chapter 543: Going to a World Without You

The words of "mother" were like the final judgment, shattering the last bit of luck in Teresa’s heart.

The truth, like a dull knife, slowly sliced through Teresa’s heart, halting her once tumultuous sobbing.

"..."

Her eyes widened as she stared dazedly at the "mother" before her, tears clinging to her lashes, yet forgotten to continue falling.

She was afraid.

Not because of the fear of "mother’s" identity, but because of a deep, tearing sadness.

Teresa was scared, scared of... losing her again.

Obviously, she never had her.

Obviously, she had only possessed her for a few months within a dream.

Obviously...

"Mom... Mom?"

Teresa’s voice was terribly hoarse, each word squeezed out from her throat.

She reached out, wanting to touch the face of the person in front, yet just when her fingertips were about to touch the skin, she suddenly retracted them.

"You..."

Despite Teresa’s emotional reaction, the "mother" in front of her still had that familiar face, with no malice in her gentle smile, lovingly looking at her daughter.

But the difference was, deep in those eyes, there was a complex emotion, almost pitiful, that Teresa had never seen before.

"Are you scared?"

The mother didn’t mind Teresa’s retreat, she simply reached out and gently held her cold slender hand.

The warmth of those hands was very real, carrying calluses left by years of household and farm work.

Yes, everything was incredibly real.

As if every minute and second in the dream were real.

So real that Teresa still doubted herself until now.

Yet the mother didn’t deceive, instead, she softly said, "I know you have many questions, and many attachments, but Mom still has to tell you—this is just a dream."

"I am merely the mother conjured up in your dream."

!!!

Although she had already guessed this possibility, the truth was still too cruel, causing Teresa’s heart to suddenly contract.

"Why..."

Teresa’s voice choked, sadly asking, "Why give me such a dream? Why..."

Why do I always go through such sad things?

"Because this is your deepest desire, my child."

The voice of "mother" remained gentle, with a faint pity, softly holding Teresa in her arms.

"Outside, your life has been too hard... You’ve experienced too much loneliness and struggle, your soul longs for a complete family you’ve never had."

The woman stroked Teresa’s hair, whispering, "I am simply responding to that longing, appearing before you, letting you finally understand what happiness should taste like."

"Teresa, do you feel happy now?"

Happy?

Bitterness filled Teresa’s lips, feeling "mother’s" warm embrace, yet only sorrow.

During these few short months, she indeed felt maternal love, experiencing a life with complete parents.

"But, but these are..."

These are fake.

Fake.

Everything is false.

When the dream ends, everything will return to the beginning, like a bubble...

Dong!

Suddenly, Teresa felt a pain in her forehead, and the chaotic thoughts in her mind were knocked out.

"Such a silly child."

The woman held her not-so-bright daughter, half lovingly and half helplessly saying, "Doesn’t all this mean anything? Really, doesn’t it?"

"Yes, the village here is fictitious, the life here is false, even I do not truly exist."

"But my child, some things are real."

The "mother" released her embrace, cupped the girl’s cheeks, earnestly looking into her daughter’s eyes, and gently smiled.

"It is love."

"You are real, and the love you feel is real."

"The memories may be false, but Mom’s love is true."

She gazed at the already dazed child, tenderly whispered, "I love you, my child."

"No matter where I am, whether I exist, or whatever happens to you... Mom always loves you deeply."

"Moreover, Mom, I will always be with you."

Be with me?

In Teresa’s blurred vision, "mother" smiled, playfully winking at her.

The smile felt like spring thawing ice, carrying relief and blessings.

"From now on, I will exist in your heart."

"This real love is now a part of you, it is not false, but the originally missing piece of your soul, now you have become more complete, more strong."

Teresa initially didn’t understand the meaning of these words, but soon realized the significance behind them.

She instinctively grasped "mother’s" wrist, anxiously asking, "Mom, are you going to leave me?"

Are you going to leave me again?

Don’t leave me!

Although she was already prepared, knowing she must wake up from the false dream.

But at this moment, she still couldn’t bear it.

In contrast to the child’s panic, the woman’s expression appeared especially calm, even having some thoughts to joke.

"Silly child, it’s not me leaving you this time, this time it is you who will be leaving Mom."

"Children can’t always be children; they must grow up, then bravely break free from parental restraints, and live proudly."

"I know it’s difficult, but you must be strong."

"The ’mother’ gently patted Teresa’s back, her voice tender yet resolute: "This isn’t abandonment, it doesn’t mean we don’t love you, on the contrary, it’s because we love you, that we must give you a push from behind."