Sorry, Ma.

She looked at her son. He's a grownup now, ain't he?

Her son smiled sheepishly back at her.

She just felt a little anxious. Somehow, she just felt that it was her responsibility if something really happened to her son. She was reluctant to say 'yes' to her son. But still, he's still going to drive alone when she's going outstation. All the same, she still felt worried. He had never proved himself to her all these years. He's immature, careless and still a teen. Anything could happen to him.

"Yes. But be real careful. Do not be blinded by your rage or your emotions. Do not drive to fast. Make sure you be real careful."

He nodded slowly. He could already sense how worry she was.

She looked at her son one last glance. Then she stood up, turned around and slumped into the sofa and stared at the tv with a still worried look written across her face.

妈，真的。我会慢慢驾的。

对不起，让你担心了。