You're lying!
Xia Lian's voice was much sharper than usual, as if her softest spot had been poked. She lowered her head, making her expression unreadable, and clenched her fists tightly.
My mother must hate me.
I killed my mother...
She will hate me, and I will have to live with guilt for the rest of my life.
Countless nights, Xia Lian's mind repeated this sentence.
Even until the very end, Mom's expression was...
"ah……"
Xia Lian couldn't quite remember what her mother's expression was like at the end.
You should be looking at me with resentment, right?
But as the fragments of memory are peeled away layer by layer, that long-lost figure slowly emerges in one's mind.
In the ward, all the doctors left, leaving only the mother and daughter to say their final goodbyes.
Xia Lian didn't dare to look up at her mother. The guilt in her heart had already overflowed, but the helplessness and anxiety of her mother's impending death still prompted her to slowly raise her head.
My mother no longer had the strength to speak. She was a very beautiful woman, but now she looked like a flower about to wither.
“Mom…” Xia Lian grasped her mother’s hand, her tender face already covered in tears, the white sheets soaked with tears.
Mom was breathing softly, but her gaze remained gentle.
As if in a final burst of energy, her mother reached out and stroked her face. There was no resentment on her face as Xia Lian had imagined. She simply pressed her cheek against Xia Lian's, feeling her daughter's presence.
A single, glistening tear welled up in the corner of her eye and slowly dripped down her cheek.
"Live well."
Her voice was soft, yet trembling slightly, as if she were bidding a final farewell to Xia Lian, filled with deep regret.
All I remember is that on the first day of hospitalization, my mother talked to Xia Lian a lot. Even though it was her first time being hospitalized, she tried to maintain an optimistic attitude and stroked her daughter's head.
"After I recover from my illness, I want to open a flower shop. When Xiaolian falls in love and gets married, I'll give you the money I earn from the flower shop and the money I've saved, so you can start your own business."
"Once Xiaolian has her baby, I, as her grandmother, will raise him/her."
"When Xiaoxiaolian was in elementary school, I went traveling—to Beijing, to Shanghai, and to foreign countries."
"After playing, I want to raise lots of cats and dogs. I definitely need a Labrador. It would be so wonderful to hold it."
"I want to live a very, very long time, and you want to live a very, very long time too. We will not only be happy, but we will be happy for a lifetime."
Past words flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.
I promised to be there for you as you grow up...
I'm so sorry... Mom broke her promise...
These emotions were hidden in her eyes.
As her breathing grew weaker and weaker, each breath felt like a final struggle, and every ounce of love she held for her daughter was expressed in her dying words.
As if sensing that the time had come, twilight enveloped her heart. Xia Lian held her mother's hand, countless complex emotions swirling within her, wanting to speak but unable to utter a word.
All her last words were reduced to a simple address. She choked back tears, her vision blurred by the tears, yet she still wanted to keep the image of the person before her in her heart.
"Mother……"
The mother had no strength left. She gently stroked Xia Lian's head, pressed her forehead against hers, looked into her daughter's reddened eyes, and uttered her last whispered words:
"Mom will always love you."
This was the final farewell.
Xia Lian stood by the river, her lips bleeding from being bitten so hard.
"Why...why..."
Large tears fell to the ground with Xia Lian's sobs. She tried to wipe away the tears from her eyes, but unexpectedly, the more she wiped, the more tears she shed, and her face became a complete mess.
"Why, why did this happen... Mom should hate me so much...!"
Xia Lian walked along, crying. A gentle breeze lifted her long skirt. On the deserted riverbank, the girl's sobs echoed repeatedly, mingling with the wind and waves.
Finally, the quiet sobbing gradually turned into loud wailing.
Only when her mother's figure gradually disappeared did she realize that her mother had never held a single word of resentment against her.
The turbulent riverbank seemed rather calm compared to the girl's weeping; she just kept crying, her vision obscured from the road ahead.
"Your mother loves you very much, forever and ever."
Wen Mo followed beside her, adding the last sentence, like a good friend who was there to vent her emotions. He just followed silently without saying a word.
She cried for a very long time this time. She had never cried like this since her mother passed away. It was as if she wanted to cry out all her grievances and sadness at once.
Walking helplessly along the roadside, like a lost child.
It was as if I had been searching for a very long time, and finally found my way home by chance. When I got home, I was covered in dust and my face was streaked with tears.
But the moment I saw my mother, I wasn't scared at all.
"Why doesn't Mom come to see me... Even in my dreams, or anywhere else..." She cried so hard that she coughed a little, and her voice became very hoarse. Tears dripped onto the instep of her feet.
"Actually, your mother has always been by your side."
"What...?" Xia Lian choked up, her words already indistinct, but she could still barely understand Wen Mo's words.
"Have you ever gotten lost?" Wenmer stopped. "I often got lost when I was little, but my mother could always find me quickly."
"So I came up with a solution, which is to close my eyes, because every time I open my eyes I can see the person I want to see."
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