The Daughter Wished to be Filial to Her Parents, But They Were No More
編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Qin Xiaoyou's mother was called Wang Huiru. She had a hard life and was a single mother. When Qin Xiaoyou was still an infant, Wang Huiru brought her along to make a living in the capital. She had endured many hardships and suffering in order to raise Qin Xiaoyou.
In the ward, a pale, middle-aged woman was lying on the bed. She was staring at the ceiling; brokenness and pity filled her eyes. She had one hand extended out from underneath the white sheets, gently patting the back of the girl lying on top of her.
The girl was slender and looked haggard. She was lying on top of the middle-aged woman, silently shedding tears. She was like a tiny blade of grass; so fragile that a gust of wind could sweep her away.
"Mom, don't leave me."
Qin Xiaoyou tightly clasped the middle-aged woman's hand. Her shoulders were shaking. Her eyes were full of sorrow and fear.