Chapter 99 The Ending of the Previous Life (10)
Yan Mu did not back down. He met Zhou Yue's gaze and watched her being escorted into the police car. Before the car window was closed, Zhou Yue suddenly smiled. Zhou Mu actually saw a hint of relief in her smile. But... would she repent?
Yan Songyu watched them being taken away quietly, and she felt a sense of relief after being so angry that she almost became withdrawn.
Feng Yu got out of the car by the roadside and stood next to Yan Mu. "Don't you regret it? You are now thanks to Zhou Yue."
Yan Mu didn't care about Feng Yu's sarcasm, or rather, she pretended not to care. Her uncle, who had doted on her for so many years, was mocking her like this. It hurt her heart like it was being stabbed with needles, but what right did she have to care?
She was not the one who lost her life, nor was she the one who suffered for over twenty years.
She could only feign calmness. "Are you saying that everyone has the right to blame her, except me? But was she really doing it for me? Maybe she did, but it's definitely not as good as her desire to get revenge on my mother."
Yan Mu looked at the now empty road, his gaze drifting into the distance, and continued, "As for my more than twenty years of wealthy life, that was given to me by the Yan family. The maternal love I enjoyed was given to me by my mother. I should thank them, not Zhou Yue, who abandoned me as a tool for revenge."
Feng Yu stopped mocking her and instead said something completely unrelated, "Your mother never tried to ruin Jiang Chengli and Zhou Yue's relationship. She knew nothing; she just gave her heart to a scheming liar."
Yan Mu chuckled, "I know. I know my mother better than anyone."
"I will help you keep it a secret from Uncle Yan. I hope you will keep your word."
Feng Yu left after he finished speaking.
"I can't be worthy of everyone, but I want to be worthy of the people I love and the people who love me."
Yan Mu's voice faded into the wind, and no one responded.
"I'm sorry, Mom misunderstood you, and thank you for avenging Mom." Yan Songyu tenderly patted Yan Mu's head.
In this life, Yan Mu and Jiang Chengli had a good relationship. Their family was one of the few clean and harmonious families in the upper circle. Suddenly having to make such a difficult choice, and with complicated backgrounds involved, only Yan Mu suffered, but in the end she chose her.
Yan Songyu's response was only heard by the wind, so Yan Mu will never know that her mother, whom she felt so guilty about, had already forgiven her.
Yan Mu got into the car and headed towards the cemetery, stopping at a flower shop along the way to buy a bunch of blooming sunflowers.
"Feifei, I'm sorry for only coming to see you now."
"When I saw your message, I wanted to come, but I was afraid. I didn't dare to face the guilt in my heart. I lied to myself that as long as I didn't see your tombstone, I could pretend that you were still alive, just that you had gone to a very far place."
"But now... I had no choice but to come. I owe you so much. The reason I felt so close to you from the first moment we met was because we are sisters..."
"However... my birth was immoral, my birth was born with original sin, and it also caused you and your mother to be separated, and caused you to bear a heavy and tragic life. It was also me who caused your family discord and caused you to become depressed and commit suicide."
“I know how much you wanted your mother’s approval. I know how strong and wonderful you are. You should have had a bright and promising life, but it was all ruined because of me, and you died without ever knowing the truth.”
"I came here today because I don't want you to stay in the dark."
"Although I know it's too late to say anything now, I still want to say 'I'm sorry' to you. Please don't be so generous and say 'it's okay' to me anymore. I'm so bad, I don't deserve your forgiveness."
“I also want to tell you that your mother actually loves you very much, especially very much. Although it may seem like I'm hitting a sore spot, I am the most qualified to speak on this point because I stole all the maternal love that belonged to you.”
"As for... Zhou Yue, she's just a child trafficker, the culprit who ruined you."
“Song Lifan is dead, and Jiang Chengli and Zhou Yue have also received their retribution. Next is Xia Mingyang. I will not let go of anyone who has hurt you.”
"And I... will spend the rest of my life atoning for my sins."
"Don't say 'it's okay,' don't forgive me. Wait until I see you, then I'll apologize in person." Yan Mu finished speaking, tears already streaming down her face.
A gentle breeze caressed the stray hairs on her forehead and dried her tears.
Yan Songyu stared blankly at her hand. That gust of wind just now, it seemed to be her.
Yan Mu cried even harder, "Didn't I tell you not to forgive me? How could you be so foolish? I don't deserve to be forgiven, I don't deserve redemption, I'm a sinner..."
"Mu Mu!" Yan Songyu cried out in alarm as she saw Yan Mu faint, but her hand, which reached out to support her, only passed through her body.
Yan Mu sat dejectedly beside her, praying that someone would come to save her. However—just as she had watched Fei Fei die, she could only watch as Yan Mu lay on the cold ground, ignored by everyone.
A light drizzle began to fall, which gradually intensified into a downpour. Yan Mu, who was already in a deep coma, still did not wake up.
Yan Songyu wafted over her to shield her from the rain, but it was all in vain.
It wasn't until nightfall, when the gravedigger was on patrol, that Yan Mu was found and taken to the hospital.
"Water~"
"Mumu, you're finally awake!" Even though no one heard her, Yan Songyu still shouted excitedly.
Yan Mu, who was in a coma, slowly woke up. Warm water was brought to her lips, and she swallowed several mouthfuls before she could see that the person feeding her water was Yan Binghua.
"Grandpa, it's you? Why didn't you get some rest?"
Yan Binghua pressed her down on the bed and said angrily, "You still dare to talk back to me? What's wrong with you? Do you know how many days you've been unconscious?"
Yan Mu looked completely bewildered.
“Three days, a full three days, the high fever wouldn’t go down. I was afraid you’d wake up as a fool. Your mother is already…” Yan Binghua couldn’t finish the sentence, his voice choked with emotion, “And now you’re doing this again, are you trying to kill your grandfather?”
Yan Mu panicked and forced a pale smile. "Grandpa, I know my body. I'm fine. Don't worry."
"Still putting on a brave face!" Yan Binghua glared at Yan Mu before saying, "The doctor said you were under too much stress, which triggered a migraine. You hadn't eaten properly, and your stomach was full of acid, which is why you fainted. Then you got caught in the rain and caught a cold, and had a high fever for three days."
"Exactly, how can you ruin your body like this?" Yan Songyu chimed in, recalling how Yan Mu was born weak and how she would worry so much that she couldn't sleep all night.
Looking at the worry in Yan Binghua's eyes, Yan Mu said gently, "Grandpa, I'm perfectly fine. I'll be jumping around again tomorrow."
"Whether you have something to do or not, you need to rest well these few days. I'll stay with you." Yan Binghua tucked the blanket around Yan Mu and held Yan Mu's hand. "I know you're sad because of your mother's passing. I'm old and useless now. All the company's affairs are on your shoulders. You also have to investigate your mother's affairs. I'm sorry for the hard work."
"It's not hard work, Grandpa."
“You must take good care of yourself. Grandpa won’t be able to stay with you for much longer. Your younger brother is useless, so the Yan family can only rely on you from now on.”
“Grandpa…” Yan Mu’s nose tingled, and she threw herself into Yan Binghua’s arms. “Don’t say that. You have to take good care of yourself. You have to stay with me for a long, long time. I can’t do it alone.”
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