Chapter 50 Fu Siyu, don't call me Mom anymore.
Shen Qingshu had a dream.
In her dream, she was having New Year's Eve dinner with her mother.
Her mother praised her cooking skills.
Shen Qingshu smiled, but tears slid down her cheeks.
"mom……"
On the large bed, Shen Qingshu frowned, tears soaking a large patch of the pillow.
She kept muttering incoherently, her hands tightly clutching the front of her clothes, clearly in unbearable pain.
In my dream, my mother said she was tired, and from now on, she would have to walk the rest of the road alone...
Shen Qingshu cried and begged her mother not to leave, but her mother gradually disappeared into the misty river, and no matter how much Shen Qingshu called out to her, she would not appear again.
"mom!"
Shen Qingshu woke up with a start from her dream.
Looking at the familiar ceiling, she was momentarily dazed.
"Mother!"
Fu Siyu, who was playing with toys at the foot of the bed, saw Shen Qingshu wake up, dropped the toys, and crawled to her side.
"Mom, did you have a nightmare?"
Shen Qingshu looked at Fu Siyu, and her confused mind gradually cleared up.
This is Nanxi Mansion.
But how did she end up here?
Shen Qingshu propped herself up on the bed and rubbed her throbbing temples.
She vaguely remembered going to the riverbank and even climbing over the fence...
She doesn't remember what happened after that.
"Mom? Why are you crying?" Fu Siyu looked up and touched her wet face. "You kept crying even when you were sleeping, and you kept calling for Mom."
Shen Qingshu looked at Fu Siyu.
The concern in a child's eyes cannot be faked.
However, when the child frowned and looked at people, the expression in his eyes and brows was somewhat similar to that of Zhou Yuchu.
Thinking of Zhou Yuchu, Shen Qingshu felt a strong sense of rejection.
She gently pushed Fu Siyu's small hand away, lifted the covers, and got out of bed.
I felt a little dizzy when I stood up, and my body felt weak and I couldn't muster any strength.
But she didn't want to stay in this place for even a second longer.
Shen Qingshu, supporting her weak body, walked out of the master bedroom and downstairs.
"Mother!"
Fu Siyu chased after her and grabbed Shen Qingshu's hand, "Mom, are you leaving again?"
Shen Qingshu glanced down at him, withdrew her hand, and said coldly, "Siyu, don't call me Mom anymore."
Fu Siyu was stunned.
Shen Qingshu stopped looking at him and turned to go downstairs.
As soon as they reached the first floor, they ran into Fu Siyan, who was coming out of the kitchen.
Fu Siyan was holding a bowl of white porridge. When he saw her, he paused and glanced at Fu Siyu, who had chased after him from upstairs.
He asked her, "Are you leaving?"
Shen Qingshu's expression was indifferent; she didn't want to say a single word to him.
Of course she wanted to leave, but it was too far from Dolphin Bay, and it would be difficult to get a taxi on New Year's Eve.
She was in a daze when she left home and didn't even take her phone with her.
If Qiao Xingjia wakes up and can't find her, she'll probably go crazy with worry.
"Mother!"
Fu Siyu ran over and grabbed Shen Qingshu's hand again.
"Mom, please don't go! It's New Year's Eve! Mom, we used to spend New Year's Eve together, don't you remember?"
Shen Qingshu closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed the surging emotions in her heart.
When she opened her eyes again, all that remained was coldness.
She pulled her hand back, looked at Fu Siyan and said, "If you don't want me to take my anger out on the child, have someone send me back now."
Fu Siyan frowned. "I know I have an unshirkable responsibility for your mother's situation, but Siyu is just a child. This matter has nothing to do with him. I also know that you are not the kind of person who would take your anger out on a child."
“You’re wrong.” Shen Qingshu shook off Fu Siyu’s hand. “His biological mother is Zhou Yuchu. I’ve said it before, if anything happens to my mother, I will hold you and Zhou Yuchu responsible.”
“Shen Qingshu, you are not calm right now. I will not argue with you.”
Fu Siyan seemed helpless as he placed the bowl of white porridge on the table and beckoned to Fu Siyu, "Siyu, come here."
Fu Siyu glanced nervously at Shen Qingshu, then walked towards Fu Siyan.
When they reached Fu Siyan, Fu Siyu took his hand and asked cautiously, "Dad, Mom looks very angry? Did you two have a fight?"
“We didn’t argue.” Fu Siyan ruffled Fu Siyu’s hair. “Why don’t you go upstairs and play by yourself?”
Fu Siyu really didn't want to go upstairs, but he could sense that the atmosphere was very bad and that Shen Qingshu's attitude towards him was much colder!
He was actually a little angry; Shen Qingshu had never been so cold to him before!
But he didn't dare to cause trouble because Shen Qingshu looked very fierce right now!
Fu Siyu pouted and nodded with a wronged look, "Okay, then Dad, you and Mom should talk nicely and not fight!"
Fu Siyan smiled at him and said, "I know."
Fu Siyu went upstairs, looking back every three steps.
Upon reaching the second floor, he immediately ran back to his room, took out his smartwatch, and called Zhou Yuchu…
Downstairs, Fu Siyan tapped on the table, "I made you some porridge, have some first."
This commanding manner prompted Shen Qingshu to scoff coldly, "I have no taste for the porridge you cooked. I just want to leave here immediately."
Fu Siyan knew that she was unhappy and prickly at the moment, and would not accept any of his concern.
He pinched the bridge of his nose, his tone softening slightly, "I've already called Qin Yancheng, and he's contacted Qiao Xingjia. You can stay here tonight, and I'll take you home tomorrow morning."
"Why should I?" Shen Qingshu retorted firmly. "Fu Siyan, you have no right to make arrangements for me! I'm leaving now!"
Fu Siyan frowned. "It's very late now. Siyu stayed up all night watching over you. Are you really willing to let him be sad?"
"He is your son with Zhou Yuchu!"
Shen Qingshu's voice rose several decibels, her chest heaving violently, "I've raised your child for five years, I've done more than enough! And don't forget, we're already in the process of getting a divorce, I have no obligations to Fu Siyu anymore!"
As Fu Siyan listened to these words, his face gradually darkened.
“Shen Qingshu, no matter how angry you are, you can’t say things like that. Siyu will be sad if he hears it. He truly treats you like his mother.”
"Is that so?" Shen Qingshu gave a sneer. "What if I made him choose between me and Zhou Yuchu? Who do you think he would choose?"
“You’re being unreasonable,” Fu Siyan said sternly. “Xiao Chu is Si Yu’s biological mother, and that will never change.”
"Yes, I respect the facts." Shen Qingshu's voice was cold. "So please tell Fu Siyu that he only has one mother, Zhou Yuchu! From now on, don't let him call me 'Mom' again!"
Fu Siyan frowned, staring at her, "Are you trying to sever your mother-son relationship with Siyu?"
"Yes, I want to..."
"No! Mom, you can't leave me—"
Fu Siyu, who was eavesdropping at the stairwell corner, shouted and hurriedly ran downstairs!
"Siyu, don't run, it's dangerous..."
Before Fu Siyan could finish speaking, Fu Siyu lost his footing and tumbled down the stairs.
"Siyu!"
Fu Siyan ran over and picked up Fu Siyu from the ground.
Fu Siyu had already fainted, and blood was dripping from the back of his head...
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