short stories and extras of our beloved Zihao!
Please read "Green Smog" before this story
These stories will not be connected to the plot unless said otherwise
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chapters with brackets are angst chapters
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Damn I missed writing on here, lowkey wish I could go back and rewrite green smog all over again just to meet all of you guys again
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"Slipping through my fingers all the time I try to capture every minute The feeling in it Slipping through my fingers all the time Do I really see what's in her mind? Each time I think I'm close to knowing She keeps on growing Slipping through my fingers all the time"
A bitter-sweet smile rested on the woman's face as she brushed the stray hairs from the sleeping child's face. The loud sound of snoring could be heard through the thin walls. Repressing the urge to roll her eyes at her intoxicated husband, she let out a small sigh.
A sudden movement on her lap caused her to become aware of the stirring boy. Quickly, she began to rock slowly. "There is still time to rest Zihao, shhh sleep longer. Mom has you my little love." She whispered softly into his ears, lulling the boy back to sleep.
She didn't dare stop until she was sure he was fast asleep once more. Her loving gaze watched over her child as her thoughts ran wild. It seems like just yesterday Zihao was still too small to walk. But now he was already too big to even fit on her lap like he once did.
The small crying baby she once held no longer looks for her to comfort. The more he grows it seems like the distance only gets further. Even if it killed her on the inside, she knew she had no othet choice.
She wasn't strong enough to leave her husband, she knew she wasn't. All she could do for her poor boy was to work as much as she could.
If only she knew what the future held, maybe then she may have found the strength to run while she could.
Her gaze drifts towards the window, her hum barely audible. "Then when she's gone, there's that odd melancholy feeling. And a sense of guilt I can't deny..."
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Zihao's mother only appeared once but she is the only character who truly loved him fully and did her best to raise him. I just thought I should cover that before I begin my next big project :)
Goodbye for now Zihao and Hu! They shall rest until I resume writing my novel I have planned for them :)
See everyone in my next mha and demon slayer book!
