Because everyone has made mistakes.

So did Robert White.

Turning back time is therefore a temptation for humans.

That made him not hesitate to seize the second chance that came his way.

The morning sun lightly touched the skin of the young man with dark brown hair. Sends warmth throughout the body, tall and slender. His handsome face was happily relaxed. The weather was very nice. Robert White thought to himself. He went out for his morning walk as usual as he always did. But the difference was probably today that made him in a particularly good mood.

Valentine's Day is a day of love for people all over the world. In fact, in the past, Robert didn't like this day very much. But ever since he met the woman with the wavy fiery red hair that stood out, he had caught his eye. He had always been looking forward to this day. And I liked it even more when she agreed to hang out with him today.

But it seemed that the young man's happiness didn't last long when another young man with narrow hazel eyes ran up to greet him. “Good morning, Robert. You come out for a morning walk?”

Ethan Rodriguez is an unusual young man. A few days ago, he suddenly approached Robert and talked about some strange arrangement, and expected an answer from him. When he doesn't accept or reject the agreement. Ethan kept chasing after him like a leech finding sweet blood.

“Good morning, Ethan. And yes, I went for a morning walk, as you can see.” Robert admits that he is not a very patient person. But on a good morning like this, he didn't really want it to turn out bad. But I couldn't help but say it out loud.

But the interlocutor didn't seem to notice the young man's nonsense. Because he laughed and looked delighted. “Yes, but the weather is nice today, don't you think?”

“Um, it's warm,” the young man said in a clearly bored voice before his eyes caught sight of a dark brown squirrel playing happily on the ground. Without hearing another word, Robert interrupted, “Listen, Ethan, the offer you gave me is strange, and I don't believe it.

I think you might be better off handing it over to someone else who might listen.”

But Ethan only smiled until his eyes turned into lines. “I understand, but this offer was sent to you specifically.”

“From that person with a name like Ham.”

“I don't think it would be a good idea to say that,” the hazel-eyed young man said with a timid expression. “Lord Boroda doesn't like being told that his name is like Ham.”

Robert laughed out loud. “Then please go tell Lord Boroda. that he should go present this to others And don't bother me again.” His head started to swell slightly. “I must excuse myself.”

“Wait a minute, Robert,” Ethan called out, running after him. But the person who was called ignored him and immediately ran home. Like a little child running away from a clown in an amusement park.

Really annoying, Robert thought before he slammed the door shut.

“Robert, are you back yet?” A gentle voice sounded before the old woman slowly walked down from the second floor.

“Yes,” he replied, trying to keep his voice from showing too much irritation. “Shouldn't you go up to the second floor, Mom?”

But the old woman only laughed. The son could only help the old woman from the stairs to sit in the rocking chair. “My knees aren't very good. I will still go up.”

“Who told you? You still have excellent knee joints, just like when you were young.” The old woman replied with an affectionate laugh, “Come on, I thought you were going to get dressed because you had an appointment.”

His son's face immediately turned red with embarrassment. "I'm going to stay."

“Behave yourself,” the old woman still hadn’t stopped teasing her son, “comb your handsome hair.”

“Yes, yes,” the young man replied tiredly. Before walking up to the second floor to take a shower and get ready to change clothes. But when he saw that the clothes on the bed were gone, His brows immediately furrowed in annoyance.

“Mom,” a deep voice shouted from the second floor down. “Mom, did you wash the clothes on my bed?”

“Yes,” she replied in a questioning tone. “Why?”

“I'll wear that,” Robert replied, his voice slightly angry. “So what should I do?”

"Oh, so that's it? Mom, I want-"

“Let it be, Mom. I'll just find a new outfit." Robert cut in angrily. In my heart I kept thinking about why there were only annoying things today. “And Mom, you don't have to clean my room.”

The old woman's expression fell slightly, but her voice still responded kindly, "Yes, yes."

When he saw the old woman's expression, Robert felt a little guilty. But because of the irritation he had inside him, he didn't say anything. Just walk up the stairs and find a new outfit. The old woman was left alone in the rocking chair.

“I'm going now,” Robert's calm voice said to his mother, who was still sitting in the rocking chair. In her hand was her favorite knitting tool.

“Yes, good bye,” she replied with a smile before raising her hand to wave goodbye.

Robert just smiled before leaving the house in an excited mood.

The sunlight during the day turns to darkness at night. It was time for the two young people who were playing together to part ways.

“I had a lot of fun today.” Robert's deep voice sounded gentle.

“Me too,” the woman with wavy fiery red hair replied with a smile. His dark brown eyes shone with happiness. “Let's come visit again next time.”

“Of course,” Robert responded. He used his thick hand to hold the thin one and kissed it softly. Even though it's a bit embarrassing But he must admit that it made him quite happy. "See you later."

The girl's face turned red in embarrassment. “See you later.”

Robert White walked home happy. He was in such a good mood that he whistled his favorite song that his mother always sang to him. All the atmospheres are different. Both the wind and the sound of the crickets playing were beautiful songs.

He wanted to share such good feelings with his mother. He was heartbroken so he picked up his pace. It wasn't long before he arrived in front of his house. He excitedly opened the door and entered the house before being surprised. The inside of the house was completely dark without any lights, which was extremely strange. Because his mother likes to knit. And it requires quite a bit of eyesight.

Or is Mom already asleep? Robert thought curiously before shouting out, “Mom, I'm back.”

But there was no response. So he used his thick hand to find a nearby lantern before lighting it so he could see things inside the house.

“Mother,” he called out to the old woman again. But there was still no response. The initially happy heart slowly withered and was replaced by worry. He walked almost throughout the house before his eyes caught something on the stairs.

His heart seemed to be ripped out of his body in an instant. As soon as his eyes caught sight, he saw the frail figure of an old woman lying motionless on the ground on the landing. The pinkish skin of a healthy person was now clearly white. Terrified with all his heart, he hurried to nudge and call his mother.

“Mom, mom, can you hear me?”

But there was no response from the gentle old woman's mouth. Robert tried calling the old woman several times when she didn't wake up. Instead, he ran out of the house to find someone to help him. He shouted like a madman who had lost his mind.

The events after that seemed to pass quickly. It was more like he was looking at photos from a camera. It was as if the person controlling his body was not himself but something else. He saw the doctor who ran out and asked him in a daze. He saw the doctor taking his mother's pulse with a very unhappy expression on his face.

And the next picture was of a doctor performing compressions on his mother's chest. But his mother never woke up.

In the end, it was as if the doctor couldn't do anything else. “I'm sorry,” he said to Robert in a sad and sympathetic tone. But the sound seemed far away.

He only saw the image of an old woman lying on the ground with a calm, blood-free face. It was just the soulless body of the person he loved with all his heart. What was resonating in his mind was the image of the morning he misbehaved with his loved one.

“Mom,” a soft voice escaped the mouth of the young man with dark brown hair. “Mom, can you hear me?” His voice gradually became more trembling. "Please, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry that I behaved badly this morning." Tears slowly flowed from my eyes. “Please wake up and forgive me.”

But those who had died could not rise up and respond again. Like an old woman with no signs of life. Even though she wanted to stand up and comfort her son who was crying so hard as his heart was breaking, But she couldn't do it.

Robert didn't know how much time had passed since the most wonderful day of his life turned into the day he fell apart. The doctor lifts him from his mother's lifeless body before taking her away without him being able to resist. His dark brown eyes were devoid of any sign of recognition, as if his spirit had disappeared.

Then everything became like a picture stained with water. Blurry and unclear He couldn't remember much of what had happened. And why was he lying on the bed staring at the ceiling like a person dying?

But being conscious like this is not very good. Because he had to endure the sadness and guilt that was eating away at him little by little. His eyes were swollen and bruised from crying so much. He didn't think he would have the strength to cry anymore.

Why aren't you home, Robert? He thought like a hopeless person. Why do you let your mother stay home with you? Why wouldn't you choose your mother over a beautiful woman?

If I could turn back time, I would never leave it alone. The voice of a child who complained sounded in his heart. Before he stumbled upon that idea A scene from when he met Ethan. Rodriguez first popped into his mind.

(I have a proposal for you.) Ethan's voice rang out, his signature smile flashing. A smile that Robert always felt annoyed by. (Give it to only one specific person)

(What offer?) Robert's voice replied with annoyance. At that time, he thought to himself that it must have been an insurance salesman or a swindler.

Ethan took a deep breath before speaking with confidence. (I'll take you back in time)

Robert was silent for a moment before laughing loudly. (OK Time Traveler What must I do to turn back time?

Ethan's face was a little displeased, but he answered. (There are only two conditions. First, after you travel back in time, you will have to work for my boss, Boroda. Second, I will try to change your mind about traveling back in seven days from today. If you don't change your mind, you can go back in time as you wish.)

Robert nodded nervously before he patted Ethan on the shoulder. (Sorry, friend. But this is nonsense. Goodbye.)

As soon as the flashback was finished, Robert immediately jumped up from his bed. The soft morning sunlight touched his face as softly as yesterday. It's as if it's telling you it's the morning of the next day. But Robert didn't care much. He got up and quickly took a shower and got dressed before rushing out of the house.

Strangely, he saw no trace of Ethan. Rodriguez at all, even though the man usually waited for him to talk to him every day. When I wanted to go back in time, he wasn't here. Trust him, Robert thought irritably before running around looking for that annoying man.

He almost turned over the earth to find that unknown man. but found nothing So he sat down in a park to use his brain to think of a way. But before long, the man walked up to him with two ice cream cones in his hands.

“Hello, Robert,” a soft young man's voice greeted him as usual. But I don't know why Robert felt like he didn't have any intention of coming to see him. “Are you looking for me? This is surprising.”

But Robert didn't really listen to what Ethan said. He immediately stood up and said what he intended. “I accept your offer.”

The expressions of the people who had been pestering Robert for the past six days immediately turned sad. It was as if he already knew from before. “I know…”

"you know?"

“Yes, I know,” Ethan replied. “And I also know that I don't have enough time to convince you.”

“So when can I turn back time?”

The narrow-eyed man was silent before replying. “Just a few more minutes.”

When you have the answer you want The man with dark brown hair sat down on the bench excitedly. He knew he was crazy to believe someone as weird as Ethan Rodriguez, but if it would get him to meet his mother. Even if it's just for a few minutes, he'll be happy.

“Here,” Ethan sat down next to him, eating both ice cream cones. His hazel eyes looked into the distance. “I know it's very difficult for you right now. You want to change the past to make yourself feel better. But going back in time will change your life. And it will change in a very bad way.”

“Why are you so confident?”

The young man beside him was silent for so long that Robert thought he would not get the answer he wanted. But in the end, he sighed before answering. “I can't tell.”

But before Robert could say anything to the young man in front of him, blaming him for causing him to lose his temper. He stood up first. “It's time.”

The young man who wished to return immediately got up and followed.

“Robert White, do you really wish to return?” Ethan asked one last time.

But he still insisted on the same word: “Yes.”

The young man with the big eyes sighed before asking again. “And what time period did you choose?”

“February 14th, in the morning,” Ethan said loud and clear.

“As you wish,” Ethan's soft voice sounded before he snapped his fingers once. As soon as the voice fell, a strange black energy vapor immediately surrounded him. Robert locked eyes with Ethan one last time before everything went dark. Only pitch black darkness remains.

Dark brown almond-shaped eyes slowly opened. The first thing he saw after being enveloped in the pitch black vapor was a familiar white ceiling.

Is it a dream? Robert thought curiously before slowly getting up from the bed. If it was a dream then it was fine.

The young man concluded to himself that maybe it was just his nightmare. He decided to follow his usual routine of going outside for a morning walk. Both the warm sunshine and the current atmosphere were just like he had dreamed.

But what was different was that there was no body of the narrow-eyed young man named Ethan. Rodriguez was no longer pestering him. Strange, that's what Robert thought before he continued walking. Or was that a dream?

To be sure, Robert decided to explore a bit more. Everything was every inch the same as in a dream. Including a dark brown squirrel that was happily running around on the ground. Everything made him unsure if what he thought was correct or not.

Finally, he walked back to the house with thoughts filling his mind. An old woman's gentle voice came from the second floor. “Robert, are you back yet?”

It was like a tape playing on repeat. His mother spoke with the same tone, the same words, and the same gestures. “Yes,” Robert replied. In his mind, he pondered whether if he followed his dream, everything would happen accordingly. “Shouldn't you go up to the second floor, Mom?”

The old woman laughed. This made the young man feel even worse. “What's wrong, child?” She walked slowly towards him, “Are you sick?”

The old woman's wrinkled hand reached out and gently touched her son's forehead. Unable to stop the tears from flowing down, "No."

When Mrs. White saw her son's tears, she was shocked. “Then why are you crying?”

The young man could only gulp in embarrassment. What a shame. “Just, I had a nightmare last night.”

The old woman's face flashed with suspicion. Before taking his son's hand, he sat him down at the dining table. "Why don't you try telling your mother?"

“There's nothing.”

“But it made my very strong son cry,” the mother said in a gentle, comforting voice. “You know that you can tell mom everything.”

The young man was silent before deciding to speak up. "I dreamed...that my mother died."

The old woman was stunned before she let out a soft laugh, “Darling, Mommy is here. It was just a dream, child.” She opened her arms as if to hug him.

Robert didn't hesitate at all to embrace the warm embrace that always made him feel comfortable. As soon as he was wrapped in his warm embrace, he cried like a little child.

The old woman's wrinkled hand rubbed the young man's head comfortingly. before her voice asked. “But today you have an appointment, don't you? Why don't you go get dressed?”

“I think I'm going to stay home.” I don't know what inspired Robert to say that.

“Didn't your child make an appointment to go on a trip?”

“I think it's better for later.”

Her mother looked at him suspiciously before asking. “Because of the dream?”

The young man could only remain silent. The old woman realized this and slammed her finger on her son's forehead.

“Oh, it hurts, Mom.”

“It's worth it,” the mother said in a fierce voice. “Mom can take care of herself. Besides, I want to see my child happy rather than worrying about her like this.”

“Yes,” Robert answered in a low voice. “However, today I will stay home with Mom.”

Robert's mother looked a little annoyed, like a child who didn't get what she wanted. “Mom said I could live on my own.”

“Why does Mom want to be alone so much?”

This time it was the old woman's turn to remain silent. She looked awkward, as if she was hiding something. “Mommy, what are you hiding from me?”

“No, Mom, I'm not hiding it.” Even though she said that, she had a strange expression on her face.

Robert kept pestering until his mother confessed. In the end, the old woman gave in. “Oh, Mom, I can accept it.”

“What else are you hiding from me?” Robert looked at his mother apologetically. As a result, the old woman smiled shyly.

“Not hiding it at all,” the old woman said, puffing out her cheeks like a child. before she put her hands into the pockets of her skirt. “I just wanted to give you a little surprise.”

“A letter?” Robert asked when he saw the white envelope the old woman handed him. “Will you give it to me?”

“Valentine's Day gift,” Mother said with a gentle smile. “Try opening it.”

The young man's thick hands slowly opened the letter before he looked at his mother's face in shock. The old woman gave him a mischievous smile before speaking, “Isn't she beautiful?”

“Very much,” the young man said with sparkling eyes. Inside the envelope were several pictures cut into little hearts plastered all over the paper. Most of the pictures were of his mother and him. It's been there since he was a little baby.

“Mommy, go to the second floor to give this to me?” A soft voice came from the young man's mouth.

The old woman smiled wryly before answering, “Yes.”

The young man laughed softly. In the brain, the events in the dream are recalled. His mother looked like she had fallen from the stairs. Maybe he was the cause of it all.

“Nae,” the mother's voice rang out as if reading her mind. “You don't have to think about your dreams. Mother told me that she was fine. Mom is here, can you see?”

The young man only smiled weakly and said the one thing he hadn't said in a long time before it was too late again. “I love you, Mom.”

The old woman smiled before replying with a gentle expression. “Mommy loves you too.”

The night is creeping in again. Even though Robert's mother had gone to bed. But Robert had not yet closed his eyes to rest. He was still sitting at his mother's bedside, not leaving, worried. His hand worriedly held his mother's wrinkled hand.

In his brain, he still thought about the story that was like a dream. It looked so real that even he was surprised. And then there's the story of a man named Ethan Rodriguez, who has followed Robert's life for a long time. Why did it disappear today without even showing up at the tip of a finger?

The only reasonable answer that Robert's brain could think of was that everything Ethan said was true. including going back in time and the conditions offered to him by a person named Boroda

It means that in a few hours he will have to go to work for that person with a name like Ham..

Thinking of this, Robert found a piece of paper and wrote a message for his mother. and anxiously sat upon the bed of an old woman who was sleeping.

As soon as the time arrived, a young woman's soft voice rang out, "Is that Mr. Robert White?"

“How did you...how did you get in?” Robert asked, confused and suspicious. Dark brown eyes immediately surveyed the woman in front of him. She has unusual colored hair as well as eyes. They are blue like bluebells.

“I have come to pick you up in accordance with the conditions of return,” she said with a calm voice and gleaming eyes. Like a lifeless doll “Please come to me.”

Robert didn't trust the people in front of him very much. But if they fought, he was quite sure that he would definitely win, so he approached the girl with a cautious expression.

As soon as it was close enough The nameless woman snapped her fingers loudly. As a result, the two people immediately traveled to another place. Leaving the lifeless body of a young man with dark brown hair at the bedside of an old woman who was not at all aware of the bad news that would hit her as soon as she woke up.