"Mom, I'm home!" Jeff called out as he entered the house.

"Jeff, my son! Come here and sit. I made some soup!" his mother replied, a smile spreading across her face.

"Wow, is it chicken soup?" Jeff asked eagerly.

"Sure is! It's hot, so be careful," his mother warned.

"I love you, mom," Jeff said as he took a spoonful of soup.

"I love you too, son," his mother replied, beaming with pride.

Jeff was a young kid who loved his mother very much. Even when he spilled milk all over himself, his mother never scolded him and simply washed him clean.

"Why don't you let me quit school?" Jeff asked, his voice filled with frustration.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Jeff. I'm not sure if that's okay," his mother replied, her face etched with worry.

"I hate people bullying me! The teachers ignore me, and it's me who's feeling the pain!" Jeff exclaimed.

"Mom doesn't know what to do. I don't know if you can make it in life without an education," his mother said, her voice tinged with sadness.

"Give me freedom! I want to be free!" Jeff cried out, his eyes filled with tears.

One day, after an argument with his mother, Jeff stormed out of the house.

"Since that time, I delivered milk and newspapers and became richer than a hundred people who ignored me," he thought to himself. "Thirty years have passed, and now I'm an entrepreneur who gives orders to those very same people. But still, I am unhappy. What's the reason?" he wondered.

One day, Jeff received a letter that his mother was dying.

"Jeff... Is that you?" his mother asked weakly.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, mom. I'm too late," Jeff said, tears streaming down his face.

"It's okay, son. You are an adult now," his mother replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Don't die, mom. It's my fault... it's all my fault," Jeff said, his voice breaking.

"It's not your fault, Jeff. Mom is sorry... I should have told you earlier... you can live freely now, more than anyone," his mother whispered.

"I love you, I love you, mother..." Jeff sobbed.

"I love you too, son," his mother said softly, her eyes closing for the last time.

He was filled with regret for leaving on such bad terms. Jeff wanted to make amends, but it was too late.

One day, Jeff was sitting on his balcony, gazing up at the moon. He suddenly had an idea. He would travel to the moon to show his late mother how free he had become.

"I'll go to the moon, Mom. I'll show you how much I've accomplished. I wish you were here to see it."

With that, Jeff embarked on a journey to the moon.

"Are you serious, Boss? You close the company?"

"I will give any amount of money you need. Please buy the spaceship."

Soon, the newspapers were filled with Jeff's unbelievable challenge.

"He must be crazy! With so much powers and money he got, he goes to the Moon?"

Everyone blamed Jeff, but he didn't care.

After 2 years, Jeff finally arrived at the Moon.

As he walked on the surface, he looked back at Earth and felt a sense of awe and freedom.

"Mom, can you hear me? I'm on the moon, and I'm free. I wish you were here to share this with me."

As Jeff looked up at the stars, he realized that no amount of wealth could replace the love of his mother.

"I'm sorry for leaving on such bad terms, Mom. I wish I could have told you how much you meant to me. But I hope you're watching me now and that you're proud of me."

Jeff knew he couldn't turn back time, but he could honor his mother's memory by living a life she would be proud of.

After Jeff, the billionaire, passed away, his money caused massive inflation in the global market. Many giant companies went bankrupt, and the gap between the rich and poor worsened, ultimately leading to another war. Ten years later, the five richest survivors ended the war and decided to turn an undamaged continent into a farm that everyone could use but no one would own.

They named the farm the Great Valley.

Moon Trip Regret © 2023 by Yuaeyin is licensed under CC BY 4.0