“Although it’s a long-lost technique, the Southern Kingdom did manage to get the poison from her father.” She laughed again. “Tell me, how foolish Xie Zhan is. He could have killed our child, but he couldn’t bear to let me die. He saved me, but I’ve never been grateful to him.”

Xie Zhan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was only calm in his eyes. He asked, "Since you think he's stupid, why shed tears for him?"

"So what if he's stupid? Even if he's crazy, I still love him." She gripped the cat's eye stone so tightly that the veins on the back of her hand stood out. "But because I love him, my hatred for him will always outweigh my love for him."

She could never accept that in her memory, he would talk to her about things related to Xiaoxiao in a loving tone, but in her memory, when he discovered that she knew the truth, he would hold her in his arms and whisper about his love for her that had gone beyond extremes.

In that instant, all her past feelings of attraction to him turned into pain; not remembering any of the beautiful memories was a heart-wrenching agony.

Feng Guang is someone who values ​​blood ties and family ties very much, while Xie Zhan is someone who disregards blood ties and family ties very much. Perhaps from the very beginning, they were not suitable to be together.

She took a deep breath and continued, "He always liked to think from his own perspective. He thought that even without Xiaoxiao, as long as he was still by my side, I could quickly get over my grief and return to the life we ​​had before Xiaoxiao. Yes, he thought it was a good idea. It took me two years to get over the pain of losing Xiaoxiao, but the truth always comes out when you're least prepared."

Xie Zhan said softly, "If you don't want to talk about it, then don't."

“But if I don’t tell him, he’ll never know.” She looked at the moon in the sky, the cold moonlight making her feel even colder. Her voice softened a lot. “I don’t understand why he won’t believe that I really like him. He always compares himself to Xiaoxiao, but Xiaoxiao and him are not the same in my heart.”

“I love Xiaoxiao, not just because she’s my daughter, but more importantly… Xiaoxiao is the daughter he gave me. She calls him Dad and me Mom, and that’s what makes a home, isn’t it?” She paused for a long time, then softly said, “Xie Zhan, do you know? If only one of you and Xiaoxiao could survive, I would choose to let Xiaoxiao live… and then I would die with you. Xiaoxiao is the continuation of our lives, but Xie Zhan… in my heart, you are more precious than my life.”

Her voice trailed off as she slowly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Xie Zhan suddenly grabbed her hand, making her face him, "I'll take you to see a doctor."

"No need." She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, but it just wouldn't stop. Finally, she could only smile helplessly and say, "From the very beginning, I never thought I could survive on my own..."

He would want you to live.

“But he’s already dead… Xiaoxiao is gone, and so is he… I have no reason to keep going…” The woman’s body grew weaker as he held her in his arms. She struggled to lift her eyes. “I’ve held on until now… simply because I wanted to stop everything… I wanted another chance, a chance for Xie Zhan and me to live a good life… After all… after all…”