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The sunlight hit Zheng Xichen's cicada-like eyelashes, forming a wonderful shadow.

This shadow that seemed to be under the warmth covered half of her energetic and bright eyes, which were now full of tears.Her face, which was as white and flawless as white marble, looked even fairer under the sunlight, and even fine fluff could be seen. If it wasn't for a tear stain, it would be as dazzling as jade.

Zheng Xichen's face is very good-looking, with a straight but round nose, and very full lips. It looks like it has the effect of time and tranquility.

But her smile didn't match her face very well, it seemed to make people feel pity for no reason.

Zheng Guoan couldn't describe what this smile was like.

It seems that there is both sadness and enlightenment, as well as despair like dead ashes.

These kinds of complex and dark emotions that were not easy to detect were mixed together, evoking a slightly sad smile on her face.

This made Zheng Guoan have to understand a little bit.

Zheng Xichen also knew about this.

She clearly knew that the man didn't like her, and she also knew that she would not be happy, but she insisted on doing it.

After all, it was his own daughter, how could he bear it?

After a while, it was so long that Zheng Guoan thought that Zheng Xichen would not answer him, but Zheng Xichen still spoke slowly.

"I know, I know, I've always known, but what about that, aren't some things just knowing what to do, father, you taught me this, do you remember?"

Zheng Xichen was slightly lost in thought, and the smell of gunpowder and resolute attitude before was gone. She looked very fragile and pitiful.

Zheng Guoan certainly remembered.

Knowing that it can't be done, this thing really exists, whether it's for family or work.

And the most special thing is love.

But that was a long time ago, when Zheng Xichen's mother was still there.

In the evening, the family sat on the sofa and watched TV, and the little Zheng Xichen was playing with some of her small toys.

"Xichen, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, a pair of big hands stretched out from behind, gently and carefully hugging her.

"Haha, Dad, I'm going to build a castle." The little Zheng Xichen hasn't experienced so much, and her face is only childish and curious about the world.

"Well, stay here obediently, how about dad going in to see mom?" Zheng Guoan's face was full of exhaustion and heavy sadness, only when he was with Zheng Xichen, he would show a smile.

But it's always on the surface.

It's just that Zheng Xichen didn't notice it.

Zheng Xichen piled up the building blocks seriously, and when he heard the word mother, he quickly raised his head, his big eyes were full of curiosity and concern, "Dad, why hasn't Mom come out yet, I miss Mom. "

Such a casual question made Zheng Guoan hold Zheng Xichen's hand tightly tightly, and then gradually regained its original strength.

Zheng Guoan forced a smile, but there was no joy in his tone.

"Xichen is good, Mom, she's just feeling a little uncomfortable. After she sleeps, she'll come out to see Xichen, okay?"

But Zheng Xichen, who is usually well-behaved, pouted in a rare way and said, "I don't want it, Dad. Mom has been sleeping for a long time. I haven't seen Mom for a long time. You can call her out. Xichen wants to talk to Mom." Play together!"

"Xichen." Zheng Guoan sighed, and gently stroked Zheng Xichen's little head, feeling pity.

Looking at her eyes that almost resembled Xichen's mother, he couldn't tell any lies.

Zheng Xichen didn't see the melancholy on Zheng Guoan's face, and thought that his father was playing with him, so he grabbed Zheng Guoan's clothes with his little hands, and said coquettishly, "Dad, let me go and see my mother. Okay, mom definitely wants to see Xichen too."

Zheng Guoan didn't want his daughter to know about her mother's health, and he kept it a secret from Zheng Xichen on weekdays, but at this moment, seeing his daughter's pitiful appearance, he still couldn't bear it.

"Mom must be asleep, let's not disturb mom, okay?"

He was afraid, afraid that Zheng Xichen would cry and make a fuss when he found out about her mother's condition, and even more afraid that she would be sad.

After all, Zheng Xichen is still such a small child, as long as she grows up happily, having a happy childhood is enough.

This kind of thinking is naturally no problem for a father, but what is wrong with him is that Zheng Guoan has always wanted to hide it from Zheng Xichen from the beginning, and has never thought of telling her the truth.

It was also because of this that when she grew up, Zheng Xichen hated herself so much, and couldn't forgive Zheng Guoan even more.

This kind of feeling of losing a family member but not being able to be told is too bad.

Zheng Xichen thought about it later, if she knew that her mother was leaving at that time, she would not have listened to Zheng Guoan's words, and would not have visited her mother, and had been kept in the dark.

She really hopes to go back to the time when she had a mother more than ten years ago, to stand in front of her mother's bed, and truly fulfill the responsibilities a daughter should have, instead of looking at her mother like a fool Leave, nothing can be done.

Zheng Guoan never considered whether Zheng Xichen would hate him when he knew the truth.

Because at this time, he was still expecting and waiting in his heart, thinking that Xichen's mother's illness would always recover.

Zheng Xichen drooped his eyes unhappily, and the twinkling light in his big eyes dimmed.

"Ok."

At this moment, a gentle but tired female voice suddenly came from the room.

"Xichen, come in, mom hasn't seen you for a long time."

This voice was warm and clear, if it wasn't for the exhaustion that couldn't be ignored, it really didn't sound like the voice of a woman who was seriously ill.

The little Zheng Xichen didn't hear this, and quickly jumped up happily.

"Mom didn't sleep!"

She flew into the bedroom like a cub seeing its mother, her immature face was full of anticipation and joy for her mother whom she had not seen for a long time.

This made Zheng Guoan who was following behind feel a little sad.

The moon waxes and wanes, people have joys and sorrows, and the most painful thing is the parting of life and death.

Obviously they have been on the same road for so long, but now they are going to be separated by death.

The woman half lying on the bed is very beautiful. This kind of beauty is different from the beauty of the surface of ordinary beauties, but a kind of gentle temperament, a kind of eye-catching beauty.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the woman's face, with a warm orange color, which looked very popular.

Zheng Xichen trotted over on her short legs, happily held the woman's fair five fingers, and said coquettishly, "Mom, Xichen hasn't seen you for a long time."

After all, he rubbed his small head on the soft quilt covered by the woman.

A gleam of water flashed across the woman's eyes, faintly, as if it would fall off in the next second, but it never disappeared.

"I haven't seen Xichen for a long time."

Standing by the side, Zheng Guoan looked at the happy atmosphere of the mother and son, hesitated to speak, and finally took a hard look at the woman, and said, "Xichen, why don't you go out and play, I have something to talk to my mother."

Zheng Xichen pouted, hugging her mother tightly and not letting go.

"I don't want to, I won't go, I want to stay with my mother!"

"Be obedient!" Zheng Guoan deliberately showed an angry expression.

"Guoan, forget it, let Xichen stay with me." The woman smiled softly, and that sweet smile made the gloom around her dissipate, leaving only the warm smell of sunshine.

"Okay." Zheng Guoan still compromised and sat down on the other side.

"Peel me an apple." The woman smiled.

"Hmm." Zheng Guoan couldn't get motivated at all, but he still managed to go to the kitchen to wash an apple, and began to peel it.

The atmosphere became quiet for a while, and the three members of the family looked at each other, cherishing this hard-won meeting very much.

After a while, the woman sighed and said slowly.

"Guoan, stop spending money on me."

Zheng Guoan's face changed drastically, and he reprimanded: "What are you talking about, don't I earn money just to use it for you, don't talk about it!"

Zheng Xichen seldom saw her father get so angry, she panicked.

She didn't understand what her father was doing. She only knew that her father was angry with her mother. She quickly stood up, grabbed Zheng Guoan's sleeve and shook it, saying, "Dad, don't be angry with your mother, please, don't be angry."

Zheng Guoan restrained the anger in his heart when he heard the words, and said, "Father is not angry."

But the woman still had that shallow smile on her face, but upon closer inspection, it was clearly full of sadness.

Her voice was sad but firm, and she said word by word: "Don't continue, don't want anymore"

She was fed up, as long as she had a little expectation, it would be broken again, so she was fed up with herself who was struggling in pain.

Zheng Guoan's job is very good, and her family is considered a petty bourgeoisie, but since she fell ill, their family's situation has become worse and worse.

Seeing the woman's grief, Zheng Guoan held an apple and a knife in both hands, and slowly lowered his head, crystal water dripped from his eyes, maybe his shoulders were still trembling.

He knew that the woman was already fighting the illness as hard as she could, and he knew that she was in pain.

But how can he give up, making money and paying for her medical expenses are the only things he can do, but the woman insists on not wanting it. For this reason, she even left the hospital, even refusing to be hospitalized.

Every night when Zheng Guoan was sleeping, he could feel her tossing and turning, and her painful moans from time to time.

He was obviously in good health, but he felt a sense of suffocation, as if his body was aching.

But he dared not make a sound to comfort her.

He knew that women don't like to come to other people, if they know that he is awake, the woman will endure the pain again and force a smile.

This kind of pain is like a thousand cuts, and Zheng Guoan also feels the same.