Chapter 204 Never Cry
"This is a really big game." Gu Ji blinked, clearly still not quite recovered.
Looking at the innocent young girl in front of him, Dan Anwen chuckled inwardly. It was fortunate that he had married her; otherwise, someone with such a naive personality would have been bullied outside.
"I only slightly changed the placement of the pieces; the rest is up to them." Dan Anwen's deep eyes darkened. "I hope Xiao Han won't disappoint me."
Gu Ji sighed, and could only pray in his heart that Uncle Xiao and Shu Shu could remain calm.
Once a move is made, there's no going back.
The eerie atmosphere in Danyuan lasted for two more days. Gu Ji and Dan Anwen stayed in Danyuan for the past few days, but they did not receive any news from Xiao Han. However, Gu Ji did receive news from Gu Bao.
"Sister, Mom... has passed away." Gu Bao on the other end of the phone was sobbing uncontrollably as she recounted the details of her mother's death to Gu Ji in broken sentences.
During this period, the bayberries on the back mountain were ripe, and many people were recruited to pick them. Naturally, Gu's mother also went to earn money.
However, during the picking process, he accidentally rolled down the mountain, hitting his head on a rock, and died when he was taken to the hospital.
Gu Ji's first reaction upon hearing the news was disbelief, but the sound of Gu Bao crying in her ears forced her to believe it was true.
Gu Ji's feelings for his mother were complex, a mixture that made it difficult to discern exactly what emotions he was experiencing, but the bittersweet feeling welling up in his heart was undeniable.
My mind went blank; it was as if my brain had crashed and couldn't be restarted.
Even though she was extremely disappointed and resentful towards her, she never imagined that Gu's mother would die.
Since severing ties with the Gu family, Gu Ji rarely thinks about that home. The images of her mother and father seem to be deliberately ignored in her mind, and she can't even remember their specific appearances.
She only knew a little bit from snippets of conversation with Gu Bao, but she would subconsciously ignore it.
"Sister..." Gu Bao's voice seemed to have a penetrating power, lingering in Gu Ji's ears, "I don't have a mother anymore, I don't have a mother anymore."
Gu Ji composed himself, suppressing the strange feeling in his heart. "Gu Bao, be good, we won't cry. You still have your sister and dad, don't cry..."
A twelve-year-old child will find it difficult to accept the death of his mother.
As Gu Bao cried, she probably cried herself to sleep, and her sobbing gradually subsided.
Hearing that his emotions had calmed down a bit, Gu Ji spoke again: "Gu Bao, would you like to give the phone to Daddy?"
"Okay." The voice was choked with sobs as it uttered the word.
Gu Ji gripped his phone tightly, his gaze fixed on the book in front of him, listening to Gu Bao's disordered footsteps.
"Hello, Zhaodi!" Gu's father's honest and simple voice came from the other end of the phone.
Gu Ji pursed his lips, clenched his fist, and then asked, "Are you alright?"
"I..." Mr. Gu rubbed the hem of his clothes, suppressing his emotions. "I'm alright, it's just your mother..."
Losing his wife, with whom he had spent every day, was also very painful for Mr. Gu.
"She is not my mother." At this moment, Gu Ji was extremely clear-headed. Her feelings for her mother were complicated, but she knew very well that when she was about to sell her, her mother was no longer her mother.
Father Gu realized he had said the wrong thing and could only sigh softly.
Gu Ji suppressed his emotions and said in a calm tone, "Take care of yourself and Gu Bao."
"Aren't you going to come back and see her one last time?" Gu's father finally asked.
Gu Ji blinked and tilted his head slightly. "No, I'll go back to see Gu Bao in a while."
After saying that, Gu Ji was afraid that she would burst into tears, so he quickly hung up the phone.
"Zhao Zhao, don't cry, it's not worth your tears, it's not worth it..."
Gu Ji tried to tilt her head back to stop the tears from flowing from her eyes, and even tried to comfort herself like a child, trying to numb herself with words.
But the tears wouldn't listen to her; they welled up uncontrollably and streamed into her mouth, mingling with her words of self-comfort.
The tears could no longer be stopped; no matter how she wiped them away, they were like a surging sea engulfing her.
The first reaction of a person to lose a loved one is to remain calm; the body triggers protective mechanisms when it is experiencing immense pain.
But sadness can spread, and gradually your brain will be unable to bear it, and tears will naturally flow.
As soon as Dan An entered, he saw Gu Ji sitting in a chair with his head tilted back, his body trembling and emitting soft sobs.
The man's steps were slightly unsteady, his thick eyebrows furrowed, and he walked to her side in a few quick strides.
"What's wrong, little one? Why are you crying?" Dan Anwen pulled Gu Ji into his arms and gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips. His voice was tender.
Gu Ji didn't have the strength to answer him, but she kept muttering, "Don't cry, don't cry..."
She seemed to be in a daze, her body limp as she leaned against the man, her eyes glazed over.
Dan Anwen was startled. The child's emotions were very strange, as if he had lost his soul. His tone was anxious, "Little boy, don't scare me. What's wrong with you?"
Seeing that she still hadn't reacted, Dan Anwen could only shake her shoulders, his eyes fixed on her face.
Gu Ji was finally shaken awake by the man. Her eyes cleared a little, and her voice was hoarse, "Uncle Dan..."
"It's alright, it's alright." Dan Anwen hugged Gu Ji tightly, still shaken, as if she wanted to meld her into his body.
Feeling the warmth of her neck, Gu Ji gradually came back to his senses, hearing the man's clear and strong heartbeat and his gentle words.
"Little one, can you tell me why you're crying?" Dan Anwen calmed her panic, picked up Gu Ji, and walked to the bedside, asking gently.
Gu Ji lowered his eyelids slightly, and after a long while, he spoke in a tearful voice, "She's dead."
Dan Anwen was wiping the corners of Gu Ji's reddened eyes when she heard this, and immediately realized who Gu Ji was referring to.
Before he could even comfort her, Gu Ji's eyes flickered, and she said to Dan Anwen, "Uncle Dan, I want my mom, I want my mom."
She wasn't this heartbroken when she severed ties with Gu's mother; in fact, she felt a sense of relief. But she was still a twenty-year-old girl, and she longed for a mother too.
Dan Anwen pursed his thin lips and could only hold the petite girl in his arms, gently patting her back. "Little girl, if you want to cry, just cry it out. It'll make you feel better."
He couldn't give her a mother; all he could do was let her cry in his arms.
But Gu Ji stopped crying. Her wet eyes stared into Dan Anwen's eyes, and she said stubbornly and willfully, "I want my mother."
Seeing the little girl's stubborn face and her watery eyes filled with tears, Dan Anwen leaned down and kissed her forehead, speaking softly, "I'll take you to find your mother, I'll take you to find your mother."
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