Back in the room, He Yurao was half lying on the bed, and Yu Nianen put a pillow on her lower back.
"Mom, why?"
He Yurao smiled, took her hand and asked: "Nian'en, don't be angry with mom. Mom is really tired, and I don't want to be sick and helplessly waiting to die. Mom loves beauty, so while her appearance is still good,
Don’t look out of shape, I’m going to meet your father. Otherwise, he won’t recognize me if I become ugly.”
"Medical science is so advanced now..."
"I... don't want to cut off my breasts, because even if they are cut off, I will still die. Nian En, mom, please, please smile and watch me leave, okay?"
"No, no..." Yu Nianen sat down and hugged He Yurao, crying hard and shaking his head, "Why are you all so cruel? You are my mother! Why do you force me to accept what I don't like every time?
"
"Beiming is very good. With him taking care of you, I feel relieved."
"I don't like him, I hate him, I hate him. Mom, if you do this, I will never forgive him in this life. It must be him who brought you here."
"Nian En, it was I who begged Beiming. He was hesitant at first, fearing that you would blame him."
Yu Nianen didn't speak anymore. She didn't want to say anything because she couldn't change anything. What was going to happen tomorrow would definitely happen, and she could only choose to accept it, no matter how reluctant she was.
Outside the door, Rong Beiming took the warm Chinese medicine and hesitated for a long time. He heard Yu Nianen's words full of hatred clearly.
This woman could always easily make him endure the grievances he had never felt before. He took a deep breath to calm down his messy thoughts.
Opening the door, he walked slowly over and silently handed the medicine bag to Yu Nianen.
In front of her mother, Yu Nianen couldn't help but take the medicine, lowered her head, and drank up the bitter Chinese medicine.
"Tonight, I want to accompany my mother!"
"Okay! If you need anything, call me!" Rong Beiming took the empty medicine bag, said good night to He Yurao with a smile, and went out.
At night, Yu Nianen slept in her mother's room. She originally thought she had a lot to say, but in the end she didn't say anything.
She kept holding her mother's hand and feeling her mother's body temperature.
When my father was alive, my mother was a beautiful and charming woman who loved beauty.
Later, the family went bankrupt, and my mother still liked to be beautiful, but the family no longer had the extra money to support the prosperous life before.
In the past few years, my mother has really endured too much. She is eager to change, which has pushed her to the forefront.
Hate?
Does it hurt?
Resentment?
Yu Nianen held her mother's hand tightly and bit her lower lip hard to prevent her from crying.
He Yurao opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling and outside the window. The bright moonlight cast the sparkling water shadows on it, twinkling.
She has never regretted her decision, and even had some expectations.
Facing her impending death calmly and being able to choose the way and time of her own departure, she is luckier than many people.
"Nian En, tomorrow is the day when mom and your dad meet for the first time, did you know?" He Yurao said with some emotion. But his beating heart was unusually calm.
I have loved Nian En's father all my life, but I still have regrets, that is, my beloved mother, that pitiful and hateful woman.