35 We've Tried Our Best

Lin Chaoyu's heart ached. She couldn't help but tear up as she lowered her head in silence.

She knew that her mother was doing this for her own good, but hearing such heartless words, she couldn't help but feel sad.

Ever since she was young, Li Hongzhu had never said anything harsh to her. She had always been gentle. This was the first time Lin Chaoyu had seen her like this.

When Li Hongzhu saw Lin Chaoyu's aggrieved expression, she was momentarily stunned. She also felt that she had spoken too harshly.

She wiped her tears and said regretfully, "Xiaoyu…"

Lin Chaoyu let out a breath and held back her tears. She said, "Mom, it's my fault. Take care of your body."

Lin Chaoyu felt that something was wrong with her mother's mood, so she didn't leave. She stayed by the bed and secretly sent Tang Pengze a message.

She told him not to worry about her.

Li Hongzhu fell asleep very quickly. Lin Chaoyu held her hand with both of her hands and stood by the bed silently.

The sun was setting and the dusk was extremely breathtaking.

Lin Chaoyu had unknowingly fallen asleep beside the bed. Suddenly, her heart felt as if it had been stabbed by a knife and she woke up abruptly.

Li Hongzhu's face was stiff and pale. Her hands were trembling nonstop. Her face didn't have any color.

She was so frightened that she immediately stood up. Her tears flowed down uncontrollably as she ran out with big strides. "Doctor! Doctor!"

Her mother had a relapse and the doctor said that her condition was not good. He immediately pushed her into the operating room.

Lin Chaoyu was as anxious as a cat on a hot tin roof. She stood guard in front of the operating theater and paced back and forth helplessly while glancing at the operating theater from time to time.

She was anxious and helpless.

After some time, the lights in the operating theater went off.

She clenched her fists subconsciously while her body was trembling uncontrollably.

Very quickly, the doctor walked out. He looked at Lin Chaoyu and couldn't help but sigh. He lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, we tried our best…"

When Lin Chaoyu heard this, her eyes widened and she seemed to have lost her mind. She grabbed the doctor's arm in disbelief. "No! No way! Doctor, don't lie to me!"

...

Lin Chaoyu didn't have any relatives. Her mother's funeral was handled by her alone.

She sent a message to Tang Pengze saying that she had to deal with her mother's funeral and had returned to her own home in the next few days.

Tang Pengze did not say much. He only sent a message: Okay, take care of yourself.

Lin Chaoyu brought Li Hongzhu home. She carried the urn back to her home and set up a joss stick.

She did not hold a funeral, nor did she intend to. In this world, there seemed to be no one else who sincerely cared about her mother but her.

Lin Chaoyu, her eyes hollow, knelt in front of the incense table.

She had yet to accept the fact that her mother had passed away. Everything felt like a dream.

Tang Pengze had arrived unknowingly. He stood behind her silently with a lunch box in his hand.

"Have some porridge." He walked in front of Lin Chaoyu. When he saw how skinny she was, he frowned subconsciously. His eyes were filled with heartache.

Lin Chaoyu, still kneeling in front of the incense table, didn't move.

Tang Pengze placed the lunchbox on the floor and bent down to carry Lin Chaoyu onto the sofa.

"No matter what, you have to take good care of your body." He raised his hand and touched Lin Chaoyu's face. When he saw the redness in her eyes and her haggard, pale face, his heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife.

Then, he pulled her into his embrace and rubbed her head without saying anything.

He knew that Lin Chaoyu must be extremely sad now.