Lin Qingping and Gu Juncheng

Chapter 225 Sorry for disturbing you

Zhiyuan fighting at the village entrance, Zhiyuan waiting for her at the village entrance with a flashlight after dark, Zhiyuan delirious from illness whom she stayed up all night with, Zhiyuan calling her "Mom" for the first time...

And then there's Zhiyuan from her past life, the one who, behind bars, told her as she cried, "Auntie, don't cry, wait for me to get out..."

And Zhiyuan, who came to see her when she was seriously ill and called her "Mom"...

The tangled images of her past and present lives, like thin threads, wrapped around her heart, causing a bittersweet ache.

She could only smile bitterly, "It depends on his own choice; after all, he's his own mother."

The second sister sighed.

The two sisters chatted for a while, but suddenly felt bored.

"Never mind, let's go to sleep. You should go to sleep early too," Lin Qingping said.

Although the second sister now has her own house, she still has a room at her older sister's place. Lin Qingping doesn't let her go back to her own home to sleep, and she basically still stays at her older sister's place when she comes back from school.

The second sister went back to her room upstairs to rest, feeling helpless. Lin Qingping lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, so she got up again.

At the door of Zhiyuan's room, she faintly heard crying coming from inside.

He's just a child after all.

At such a young age, he experienced his father's sacrifice, his grandfather's death, and his mother's departure. Any one of these events would be enough to break an adult's heart. It's hard to imagine how his tender shoulders managed to bear it all.

Now that my dearest mother has come looking for me, it's like the deepest string in my heart has been touched, and all my grievances and pain have come to the surface. How could I not suddenly break down?

Lin Qingping was very worried and couldn't help but knock on his door, "Zhiyuan?"

The crying inside stopped.

"Zhiyuan? It's me. Can you open the door?" Lin Qingping continued knocking.

The person inside didn't respond to her, and the crying stopped.

Lin Qingping sighed, knowing that she wouldn't be able to get through tonight.

"Zhiyuan, I'm in my room. I'm not closing the door. If there's anything you want to tell me, you can come find me anytime, any hour." She left these words and waited outside the door for a while, but still didn't hear any movement from inside, so she had no choice but to go back to her room.

But she didn't sleep a wink that night.

She was really worried about the little one, so she listened intently to every sound in the house all night until dawn. Then, she decided not to sleep and got up early to knead dough and prepare to steam a cake.

Zhiyuan likes to eat sweets.

Whether it's useful or not, she hopes to bring Zhiyuan a little sweetness even in the bitterest of lives.

When the cake was almost done steaming, Zhiyuan got up and came downstairs.

He felt very embarrassed facing her after going downstairs, and kept his head down, hiding his face.

Lin Qingping glanced at him and noticed that his eyes were swollen like walnuts. No wonder…

This child must have cried all night.

"Zhiyuan," she called him with a smile, as if nothing had happened. "How about cake for breakfast? And milk too, and I'll fry you a sausage?"

She specially made the sausages herself this year, and promised to set up the barbecue grill during the Chinese New Year to grill them together with the lamb.

Zhiyuan was very obedient, and lowered his head, saying, "Okay."

He didn't say anything, and Lin Qingping didn't mention it either. She just brought out breakfast and called her second sister down to eat with them.

However, before breakfast was finished, there was another knock on the door.

"Don't open it!" Zhiyuan hurriedly looked up and said, but in doing so, he also exposed his swollen eyes to Lin Qingping.

Zhiyuan blushed and quickly lowered his head.

The knocking on the door intensified.

"Zhiyuan, don't you want to hear why?" Lin Qingping asked him.

Zhiyuan remained silent.

As the knocking grew more urgent, Zhiyuan got up and said, "Go open it." Then he went back into his room.

"Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan, it's me! Please open the door!" the person outside began to speak.

Lin Qingping went to open the door.

Outside, Zhiyuan's mother had changed into a mink coat and was carrying large and small gift boxes.

"Hello, I am……"

"Come in," Lin Qingping said.

My second sister has already cleaned the breakfast table and brought up some tea.

Zhiyuan's mother put down the gifts she was carrying and the first thing she did upon entering the room was to scan everything around her. Then she took off her mink coat, as the room was very warm and the mink coat was too uncomfortable to wear.

However, after looking around, she couldn't find anywhere to hang her mink coat, so she had to hold it in her hand.

“Hello, I apologize for bothering you, you may not know me, I am… Zhiyuan’s mother,” she said.

"Please sit down," Lin Qingping said, neither humble nor arrogant.

She looked around for a while, then sat down. As she sat down, she subtly touched the chair with her hand, as if checking for dust.

The second sister was already very unhappy when she saw this, but Lin Qingping saw it but didn't say anything.

Zhiyuan's mother didn't drink the tea. After sitting down, she asked, "Excuse me, is your surname Lin?"

"Yes." Lin Qingping believed that she must have found out everything before coming to her.

"My surname is Wen, you can just call me Wen Xiao," she said, taking an envelope out of her small bag. Lin Qingping guessed that it contained money.

Wen Xiao pushed the envelope toward Lin Qingping, saying, "Thank you for raising Zhiyuan so well these past few years. You've worked so hard."

Lin Qingping glanced at the envelope but remained silent.

Wen Xiao added, "Besides visiting Zhiyuan, I also have another idea that you might not like, but as Zhiyuan's biological mother, I think I have the right to bring it up."

Lin Qingping remained silent, waiting for her to continue.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Wen Xiao simply said, "I'm not going to beat around the bush. I think we should take Zhiyuan away."

Sure enough...

Although Lin Qingping was mentally prepared, she still felt uncomfortable upon hearing these words and couldn't help but ask, "How can you be so sure that Zhiyuan is willing to go with you?"

Wen Xiao said, "This child has been stubborn since he was little, but he is also very kind and gentle. He may blame me at first, but I am his biological mother, and he will eventually understand me."

Lin Qingping laughed, "You expect him to understand you? He's only seven years old. You expect him to understand you? When you left, why didn't you understand him? How old was he then? Three? Four? He needed his mother the most. Did you ever think about how he felt when you just left?"

Wen Xiao's face stiffened at her words. "I... I naturally have my own difficulties. I have the right to choose my own life, don't I?"

In fact, Lin Qingping still doesn't know when she left, let alone why she left.

She nodded with a cold laugh. "That's right, you have your reasons, and you have the right to choose your life. So go for your wonderful life. What does it matter now? You weren't by Zhiyuan's side when he needed his mother the most. Why should he have to come back to you now that you want him?"