After her mother divorced the old scumbag when she was a child, she lived alone with Yao Weiran. There were also neighbors and relatives who introduced blind dates to Yao's mother and persuaded her to get married again, but those men were all concerned about Yao Weiran's existence. Some even said that if they gave up Yao Weiran, they could immediately When you get married, you can give whatever gift you want.
But her mother didn't want it. She wanted nothing but Yao Weiran.
Yao Weiran saw these things in her eyes and remembered them in her heart. She knew that she was the drag on her mother's life.
"Of course we are the most successful." Yao's mother looked at Yao Weiran with loving eyes and said softly, "We, mother and daughter, drag each other down, no one should blame the other."
"That won't work!" Yao Weiran held back tears and nodded, "You have to get better quickly and continue to drag me down!"
Yao's mother smiled and asked, "Where is Yan Rui?"
"There." Yao Weiran stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Yan Rui and said, "He has been here with me for a while, taking care of us while working, and my good friend Lang Kun has also been staying with me and taking care of me. "
"Okay, okay." Yao's mother nodded happily and said, "Seeing that you have such good friends and people who love you so much, my mother is very happy. Yan Rui is a good boy, so don't make the wrong idea. I missed him."
Yao Weiran smiled shyly and said, "I know he is very good, very good to me, and very good to you."
Yao's mother suddenly thought of something and asked, "Where is your father?"
Hearing this, the smile on Yao Weiran's face stopped abruptly, disgust appeared in his eyes and he said, "Why mention him?"
Yao's mother patted Yao Weiran's face and said, "I know you hate him, but he is your father after all. Without him, there would be no you."
"Without you, I wouldn't be here." Yao Weiran held her mother's hand and said stubbornly, "I don't want a father like him. He hurt you when you were a child, and when you grow up, he hurts me with others."
Mentioning this, Yao's mother also looked helpless. She sighed and said, "I know what he did. I saw the video he posted online. Has he contacted you?"
When Yao's mother saw the video on the Internet and saw the insults about Yao Weiran, she immediately blacked out and fainted. Fortunately, she was sent to the hospital in time. She had just finished the operation and not long after she recovered, she was immediately given to the elderly. Zha called and begged him to let his daughter go.
"I got in touch." Yao Weiran said half-seriously in order to reassure his mother, "He said he knew he was wrong and was willing to help me clarify it online. He also promised not to do these things again."
"Okay, okay." Yao's mother nodded with satisfaction, "That's good, he has done a good thing... Of course, mom can see that you are doing well now, and she will feel relieved."
Yao Weiran choked back her tears and said, "No, don't feel at ease. You haven't seen me reach the pinnacle of my career, and you haven't seen me get married and have children. How can you feel at ease?"
"Yes." Yao's mother said with a smile, "Mom will also watch you get married and have children, and become a grandmother."
"So you have to get well soon!" Yao Weiran couldn't say any more and lowered his head to hide his tears. The big tears were so heavy that they fell directly from his eyes, leaving no traces on his face.
Yao's mother held Yao Weiran's hand and said, "I'm tired after talking so much, so tired..."
She stared at the ceiling blankly, feeling really tired. Thinking back on her long and short life, she was so tired...
"Then you can rest." Yao Weiran covered her mother with a quilt and said, "I will stay here with you. You can see your beautiful daughter when you wake up and open your eyes."
Yao's mother closed her eyes tiredly and said, "Okay, okay, as soon as I open my eyes, I can see you... my daughter... my best... most beautiful daughter."
Yao Weiran held her mother's hand tightly, tilted her head and cried secretly, biting her lower lip to prevent herself from crying.
She knew what it meant for her mother to suddenly wake up, and she knew that her mother still couldn't worry about her...
Yao Weiran subconsciously looked at the heart monitor. Fortunately, his mother's heartbeat was still continuing.
In the second half of the night, Yao Weiran always maintained the same posture, holding his mother's hand and staring at the monitor screen. The ups and downs of the heartbeat on it were closely related to Yao Weiran's nerves.
I don’t know how long it took, but the sky began to turn white, and the pace of the night slowly faded away.
In the quiet ward, a long, even and harsh voice sounded: "Beep..."
Yao Weiran watched helplessly as the heartbeat on the heart monitor screen turned into a straight line.
She just stared blankly, still maintaining this posture, the tears on her face had long since dried.
The sound was particularly sharp in the quiet ward. Yan Rui woke up suddenly, sat up from the sofa and looked at the hospital bed. He didn't even bother to put on his shoes and rushed over. He frowned and shouted nervously: "Doctor! Doctor!"
He raised his hand to ring the call bell frantically while checking on Yao's mother, and called Yao Weiran: "Yao Weiran? Yao Weiran?"
But Yao Weiran just kept sitting in the same posture, expressionless.
Doctors and nurses came in and gathered around the bed to check on the patient.
Yan Rui held Yao Weiran's shoulders and retreated to a place where he would not interfere with the doctor.
Yao Weiran was held by Yan Rui like a puppet, standing aside and watching the doctor cover his mother's face with a quilt, read the current time, shook his head with regret on his face, and left one by one. Ward.
Mother Yao passed away.
Yan Rui quickly wiped away her tears, held Yao Weiran tightly in her arms, and kept whispering comfort in her ears.
But Yao Weiran still stood blankly, letting Yan Rui hold him, his face expressionless, his eyes dull, as if he didn't know what was happening.
The little Lolita gathered around Yao Weiran, opened her mouth to say something, but held back.
The next time Yao Weiran seemed to have entered a silent world. He sat on the sofa and watched Yan Rui and Lang Kun busy around. He watched Lang Kun cry and talk to himself with red eyes. What did he say? She couldn't hear clearly.
Soon many people came to the ward, and Yao Weiran looked at them one by one, like a newborn looking at a strange world.
I don’t know how long it took, but my mother’s body was removed. Yao Weiran was led by Yan Rui and followed beside him, his legs moving mechanically.
Yan Rui went to discuss things with the staff. Yao Weiran didn't know what they were discussing, so he just stood beside her obediently. Lang Kun held her arm and cried softly, and Fang Rong was also by her side.
It wasn't until his mother's ashes were put into the jar and wrapped in his arms that Yao Weiran regained some consciousness and looked down at the cold white porcelain jar in his arms.
Ah...my mother passed away.
Ah... No one in the world will treat me as a child anymore.
