As his words sunk in, the two other children spun themselves around. Ye Shuyun was on the brink of tears as she watched the three pairs of large, naïve eyes blinking right back at her.
How was she going to explain to the young kids that their mother was missing, that she could not be found, and might not ever be found anymore? They were looking at the television - they might be able to see their mother, but they would never be able to touch her or feel her warmth.
"Mama?" Little Xunxun stood up abruptly and dashed forward. She stood before the television and reached out her little hand, touching the image of the woman displayed on the television.
"Mama, mama…" She pressed her little face against the television and let out a heart-wrenching wail. Large beads of tears rolled down her face. Xunxun was still tearful as before, but it was only when she longed for her dear mother that she would cry the hardest.
