Lingxin took a bus back to the rented apartment. As he stepped off the bus, he lifted his small head and could see his mother standing at the doorway. Normally, he and his brother would run towards their mom. But now, his little legs wouldn't move. A deep sense of guilt gripped him.
He had returned, but his brother had not come back with him.
His little nose twitched.
The reason he did not cry was that he remembered what Big White Daddy had said: don't make mom worry.
At this moment, his mother's expression, focused as she looked at him, naturally held no trace of blame.
Lingxin suddenly recalled a scene often broadcast on TV, where someone waits for you at the door, and that person is usually your mom.
His little legs finally moved; he walked toward her, and when he reached his mother, he lifted his small head and said, "I'm back, mom."
