"..." Hearing Wen Yuanyuan start to talk about her past, Shen Cheng looked at Wen Yuanyuan silently, without interrupting, and acted as a silent listener.

"The situation was very serious, and the treatment required a huge amount of money. My father passed away early, and there were only my mother and I at home. We lived in poverty. When relatives and friends heard the news, they immediately cut off contact with my family. It was only my grandmother who took out her own coffin book to save my mother's life. However... even after she was saved, my mother was in a vegetative state, just like now, and needed constant nutrition.

At that time, I was really confused and helpless, because I had just turned 18. I had been immersed in studying before and didn't know anything at all. It was so that I gave up Mio City University and started my part-time working career.

Although after negotiation, the family that caused the accident paid most of my mother's medical expenses, the remaining small amount is not something I can easily bear alone...

To pay for my mother's medical expenses, I worked from morning till night, sometimes doing five jobs a day, from making breakfast to working the night shift. Many times, I felt like I was dying and wanted to give up, but thinking of my mother in the ward would cheer me up, telling myself, "Wen Yuanyuan, stay strong, Mom will wake up," and then I would continue working day and night..."

Seeing Wen Yuanyuan trying to look up at the night sky, with a slight tremor in her voice, Shen Cheng couldn't help but walk forward, patted Wen Yuanyuan on the back, and said softly with pity:

"It's okay to cry."