The Chu family's turmoil seemed to have subsided, with the Chu parents no longer stirring up trouble as they once did, and the atmosphere in the household subtly calmed. Meanwhile, Su Huixian, a former relative of the Chu family, had been living with her daughter for over a month when she learned that Chu Linghua had been taken to the hospital by Song Yaqing for treatment. She felt a mixture of emotions: deep pity for Chu Linghua's plight, yet also surprise and bewilderment at Song Yaqing's generosity. She felt that Chu Linghua's past actions bordered on ungratefulness, while Song Yaqing's willingness to repay kindness with kindness was a magnanimity she felt she could not match.
In her spare time, Su Huixian aimlessly scrolled through her phone, browsing various messages, trying to find some solace in this chaotic world. Just then, a piece of unexpected news struck her like thunder: Gu Yechen and Song Yaqing were about to get married, and the wedding date had been chosen for Song Yaqing's birthday, November 23rd, the 15th day of the tenth lunar month, a date both romantic and profound.
Her eyes widened in disbelief, repeatedly confirming the authenticity of the news. In her opinion, Song Yaqing, a divorced woman with four children, might not be so dazzling in the eyes of the world. Meanwhile, Gu Yechen, a top figure in Rongjing, despite having experienced the pain of widowhood, had always been favored by outstanding women. With his status and position, he could easily choose a younger, more beautiful, and even unmarried woman as his partner.
The truth was so unexpected. Gu Yechen chose Song Yaqing. This made her feel an inexplicable bitterness and resentment. As a self-proclaimed talented painter, she believed that her talent and temperament were not inferior to anyone else. Why did Gu Yechen only have eyes for Song Yaqing?
The online articles further shattered Su Huixian's defenses. Like sharp blades, they pierced Su Huixian's most vulnerable corners. Each one seemed a tailor-made irony and contrast, completely crumbling her already shaky defenses. The descriptions of Song Yaqing's brilliant achievements and happy life shone like a glaring light in her eyes, illuminating her own bleak present and further fueling the flames of jealousy buried deep within her.
"From a prominent family," "a leader in the beauty industry," "the secret to eternal youth," "an inspirational life," "marrying the richest man for the second time"—each label was like a hammer, hammering at Su Huixian's self-esteem. She tried to tell herself that these were just empty titles, but she couldn't resist the feeling of powerlessness that welled up in her heart.
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Su Huixian couldn't bear it anymore and threw her phone aside.
Her jealousy overcame her reason, and she armed herself fully, holding the child, and threw the child at the door of Song Yaqing's house.
When Mi'er's cerebral palsy is cured, I will come and take the child away. Song Yaqing, you owe me this." These words shot at Song Yaqing like a poisonous arrow. It was not only a slander on her personal morality, but also a naked evasion of her family responsibilities.
When Chu Chu saw this scene, she was furious. She could not imagine that there were such selfish people in the world who could abandon their own flesh and blood so easily and put the blame on others.
Mrs. Li hugged her child and angrily cursed, "This is really crazy! How can there be such shameless people in this world! They can even abandon their own flesh and blood!"
"Miss Chuchu, I'll call the police. Let them handle it. Your mother will be soft-hearted when she comes back, and you still have to go filming, so she'll take the child to seek medical treatment everywhere."
Chuchu agreed with what Mrs. Li said, but she also wanted to explore the consciousness of this child with cerebral palsy.
After all, he was a normal baby before, and he was normal before Yasha was separated. There must be a reason why he was suddenly said to have cerebral palsy.
She wanted to find out more about the consciousness of this child with cerebral palsy.
She then decided to get rid of Mrs. Li first: "Mrs. Li, there's no rush. Let's wait until Mom comes back to discuss this. Please go and cook some rice noodles or something for the child. I'll take care of her, don't worry."
"Ms. Chuchu, are you sure everything is okay? This child..." There was some hesitation in her words, and she was obviously worried about the child's condition.
Chuchu smiled and nodded, a determined light flashing in her eyes. She softly comforted her, "Sister Li, don't worry. I will take good care of her, and I also want to see if I can help. You know, I always have some different methods."
Seeing this, Mrs. Li's worries eased a little. She nodded, sighed, and said, "Well, that's right. You can always find a way. I'll go prepare the meal first, and I'll leave the child to you."
After saying that, she turned and walked towards the kitchen, muttering as she walked, "This family is full of kind people. I hope this child can meet someone who can help him."
With Mrs. Li's departure, only Chu Chu and Chu Mi, who had cerebral palsy, were left in the room.
Chuchu walked gently to Chu Mi's side and squatted down, her eyes gentle and focused. She reached out and gently touched the back of the child's hand. A warm and gentle power flowed from her fingertips, slowly enveloping Chu Mi's small body.
Then she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, concentrated her mind, and tried to dive her consciousness into the child's sea of consciousness.
This is what she is good at.
It turns out to be so desolate, and it is completely different from the sea of consciousness of ordinary people.
Chu Chu's consciousness, like a wisp of smoke, slowly moved through Chu Mi's sea of consciousness, which seemed to be shrouded in fog. This place was completely different from the colorful and vibrant sea of consciousness she was familiar with. Chu Mi's sea of consciousness was a vast and desolate desert, with endless sand dunes. There were a few low-lying areas, but they were just dry quagmires, without any signs of life.
In this dead sea of consciousness, Chuchu felt an indescribable oppression and loneliness. She tried to explore deeper, hoping to find a glimmer of hope, a clue that could explain Chu Mi's current situation. However, the deeper she went, the more intense the feeling of desolation and desolation became, as if even her consciousness was about to be swallowed by this endless desert.
Suddenly, Chuchu's attention was attracted by something unusual - in the deepest part of her sea of consciousness, there was a faint light flickering. It was like the farthest star in the night sky, small but stubbornly emitting light.
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