Chapter 935 - That Man was Especially Nice to Her (2/2)

She also knew that she had no right to seek for her daughter’s forgiveness; as long as she knew that her daughter was alive and had a stable life, she would be appeased and relaxed.

Shen Yijun left, but Xia Ruoxin sat there without moving. She placed her legs on the couch and hugged her knees tightly. In that posture, she sat there quietly.

“Why? Did she leave?” Lu Jinrong came out from the inside and sat down. He extended his hands and hugged her shoulders. “Okay, don’t worry. You have such a strong brother.”

Xia Ruoxin leaned her head against Lu Jinrong. “Brother, do you think I did the right thing? I always wanted to take revenge on her, to take revenge on the fact that she did not care about me when I was young, the fact that she stole my safety amulet, the fact that she rejected helping me and Rainy when we had nowhere to go. However, when I saw her getting older today with her white hair and hunched back, I didn’t want to take my revenge anymore.”

“I know.” Lu Jinrong patted her shoulders.

“Parents don’t owe their children, but children owed them too much. You should just treat it as you have returned her favor of raising you in your previous life. No matter what, she’s still your biological mother. Perhaps you might regret it if you let her off now, but in the future, you might be thankful for today’s decision.”

“Thank you, Brother.” Xia Ruoxin always wanted an older brother since young to protect her and dote on her, but she was not that lucky. She only had a younger sister that needed her protection, needed her to be her scapegoat, and contributed everything to her.

“You’re my sister.” Lu Jinrong smiled and really felt that his shoulder was heavier as he had a sister.

…

The wind outside was cooling, and the footsteps of autumn came nearer and nearer each day.

Using the time a flower took to blossom… to showcase the cycle of life.

Chu Jiang pushed the door to enter, and he sat down beside Song Wan. He took her hand and habitually massaged her arms, but no matter how much they took care of her meticulously, Song Wan’s muscles seemed to have started to shrink. The doctor said that this would happen sooner or later. For some people, it happened within a month; but as Song Wan was being taken care of really well, this condition only appeared half a year later. However, he was still worried; and it still made his heart ache.

“Wanwan…” He held Song Wan’s hands tightly. “Didn’t we agree at the start that you must go before me? Why do I need to walk so much more than you now? Perhaps when you have become ashes, I’m still alive.”

Chu Jiang said this, and his voice started to crack. “What do you think we should do? What should you do?

“You love your face the most, and you love beauty. Now, you’re old; and you can’t move every day. Other people had also seen you naked. Don’t you feel terrible?”

He extended his hand and placed it on Song Wan’s face. “Sometimes, I really want to send you off, but I can’t bear for you to leave. No matter if you have a consciousness—at the very least, you’re still here.

“So, forgive me, Wanwan.” Chu Jiang placed Song Wan’s hand on his face. He started to regret quarreling with her at the start. She had a responsibility to bear, but so did he.

If he had cared for her more and paid more attention to her, then so many things would not have happened.

They were a couple for life and had agreed to suffer the bad together. However, in the end, he was like the others who just scolded her and got angry at her the whole time. However, they did not know that she was actually never a bad person; and she was perhaps the one that suffered the most back then.

Suddenly, he felt Song Wan’s fingers move. His heart started beating rapidly, and he was agitated.

“Wanwan, Wanwan, are you going to wake up?”

Just that, Song Wan still had her eyes closed and did not look like she was going to wake up at all. She lay there quietly and slept. She only breathed and had no thoughts or consciousness.

Chu Jiang buried his face in his palms. At this point, the man past the prime of his life… started crying without a sound.