Sun Lifang, diagnosed with terminal cancer, reflected on her hard-fought life in the hospital. She had once enjoyed immense glory, riding on her husband's success, with a loving family and chil...
After registering the entry and exit list, they found An Congtong's ward and happened to run into a nurse coming out of it.
Amidst the giggles, Sun Lifang recognized her daughter's voice.
However, Sun Lifang still knocked on the door, and An Congtong's mother opened it.
She still had a smile on her face, and upon seeing her, she greeted her, "You've come."
After saying that, she turned to the side and whispered inside, "Xiaoya, your mother is here."
The little girls are eating.
This is a hospital suite with a living room. Sun Lifang immediately saw her daughter sitting and eating.
The dishes on the table were very light in color.
Stir-fried broccoli, cabbage with soy sauce, two plates of fish with only ginger and scallions, and two bowls of rice.
Normally, Zhou Xinya wouldn't even glance at this kind of food.
Right now, they are enjoying their meal immensely.
Two little girls sat facing each other, each holding a bowl of rice.
It was getting late, and to get Zhou Xinya to eat faster, Sun Lifang came up with a plan—
"Which child eats the fastest? Shall we have a competition?"
Hearing this, Zhou Xinya got excited.
After shoveling a few mouthfuls of rice down the drain, the little girl raised her chubby little arm, rice grains still stuck to her face, and cried out, "Mommy, Mommy—"
"It's me, I'm the fastest!"
This was an obvious outcome; An Congtong is a lady and would never stuff her food into her mouth without regard for her image.
Aren't you the fastest?
Sun Lifang looked at her daughter, who had finished eating and was packing her schoolbag, and felt a little proud.
She can also use these tactics to discipline her daughter.
Last time they used a feint attack, this time they'll use a provocation tactic.
Thinking about it, she glanced at the man waiting behind her.
I am a wise mother.
Zhou Yunshi returned her a tolerant look.
It was time to go home. Zhou Xinya said goodbye to her friends and took her doll out of her schoolbag.
The navy rag doll that she tucked into her backpack before her business trip to sleep with.
"This is for you."
Zhou Xinya handed the doll to An Congtong, saying, "Keep it as a souvenir."
After saying that, Zhou Xinya walked out of the ward with her little schoolbag on her back.
Sun Lifang watched her daughter's retreating figure, quickly said goodbye to them, and followed after them.
In fact, Zhou Xinya has always been very sensitive and somewhat precocious.
They have a level of understanding that is not typical for children their age.
Her words may seem naive, but that's probably not what she really meant.
Zhou Xinya certainly knew that they would never see each other again.
However, she didn't say it aloud, she didn't say goodbye, and it was indeed the last time they met.
In the hospital corridor, the small figure walked to the corner and wiped her eyes.
Only then did he turn his head.
She said, "Mom, let's go home."