The pillowcase was soaked, but Li Xueqing didn't bother to change it.
She flipped herself over and stood up, pretending to be leaning against something. Li Xueqing tidied herself up in front of the mirror and softly replied, "Come in..."
"Mom, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Ye Li pushed open the door and entered, looking at her mother with concern.
He seemed to be in good spirits, but his complexion wasn't great, as if he hadn't slept well all night.
Her eyes were also a little swollen, as if... she had been crying?
"Mom, if you feel unwell, tell me, and I promise I'll take better care of you than Dad does."
Speaking softly, Ye Li quickly washed her hands, sat on the edge of the bed, took Li Xueqing's arm, and began massaging her fingers.
She had only pressed a few times when Li Xueqing laughed and slapped her hand away, pulling her to sit on the edge of the bed. "Mom's fine. It's just... I dreamt about your dad last night."
Ye Li's heart skipped a beat.
Looking up again, I saw my mother looking down sadly at the embroidered lilies on the quilt. "This is the first time I've been separated from your father for so long since we got married."
"If I hadn't been sick, I might have gone with him right now..."
Tears welled up in her eyes, and Li Xueqing wiped them away, saying with an embarrassed look, "Are you going to make fun of your mother again?"
It was the same before.
Every time Mom feels sorry for Dad, she starts to cry as she talks about it.
The father, who had been arguing his point, panicked as soon as he saw the mother cry. He kept saying, "Wife, I was wrong, Xue'er, I was wrong," and nodded in agreement no matter what the mother said.
Ye Li was secretly overjoyed, but she always put on a disgusted expression: "Mom, you're so embarrassing!"
Every time, Mom would turn her head and hide in Dad's arms.
Then Dad smiled and winked at her: Hurry up and go away, don't embarrass Mom!
Even after she had walked far away, she could still hear her father saying, "Okay, okay, my dear wife is right, I'll listen to you no matter what."
These days, the one who gets up early, takes the coffee cup, and says, "My wife, you've worked hard," is the one who...
He said to his wife as he left home, "Honey, I'll miss you."
My father, who used to hold my mother's hand even when we went for a walk, as if he would be lost if I let go, is no longer here.
"I'm not laughing. That was just me being silly when I was little. If I had known my parents were showing off their love, I would have hidden away earlier. I wouldn't have had to keep giving my dad all those meaningful glances, making me look so clueless..."
She had to clench her fists tightly to keep the tears from falling. Ye Li said, opening her arms to hug her mother, "Mom, take good care of yourself. We'll go for our checkups on time. If you're better before Dad comes back, let's go abroad to find him, okay?"
I was afraid my mom would say, "It's perfect timing, you're on winter break now, and Chinese New Year is almost here. Dad must be so lonely abroad. Let's go now."
Ye Li's voice trembled as she spoke.
Then Li Xueqing gently replied, "Okay..."
Ye Li's tense back suddenly relaxed, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She sat up straight and asked her, "So, dear Mrs. Ye, may I now invite you to enjoy a delicious lunch with me?"
"naughty!"
Li Xueqing chuckled and reached out to pinch Ye Li's cheek. "Go change your clothes, Mom will be right there."
"good!"
Ye Li readily agreed, got up, and went out with light steps.
"Aunt Lan, have you cooked for my mom and me? We won't go hungry, will we?"
"You're talking nonsense again!"
"Aunt Lan, when is Sister Little Grass coming back?"
"Soon..."
The sounds from outside the door entered the room, and Li Xueqing's tears flowed uncontrollably again.
Hearing the clattering footsteps coming from the stairwell, Li Xueqing sat up, hastily wiping away her tears, and went into the bathroom.
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