Sir, don't be too bad

"I know this is God's punishment for me, but I still hope that I can see you again before leaving this world."

"If you don't want to see me, I don't blame you. I just hope you will be a good mother in the future."

"Finally, my mother would like to say, happy birthday to my daughter!"

Yan Xiao read the text message on the phone word by word.

No, she must have lied to me.

She wants me to see her, wants me to forgive her.

This must be her way of getting forgiveness.

Thinking about it, Yan Xiao looked down, and when she saw the words "Happy Birthday, my daughter!", the moisture in her eyes could no longer be restrained.

Tears rolled down her eyes, instantly blurring her vision.

When Yu Han came out of the bathroom, he saw her crying eyes welling up.

"What's the matter?" Yu Han was taken aback.

When I came back with him just now, I was fine, why did I cry in a blink of an eye?

Do you regret it?

Yu Han was wondering, but Yan Xiao reached out and hugged him.

"Yu Han!"

After shouting these two words, Yan Xiao started to cry loudly, as if he wanted to cry out all the grievances he had suffered for so many years.

When her mother left, she cried like this, but her father told her: Even if you cry to death, she will not come back.

From that time on, she seldom cried again.

Because no one feels sorry for crying.

But now with Yu Han, with his marriage proposal today, and suddenly having support, she suddenly felt very wronged and wanted to cry.

"Hey, don't cry yet, tell me what happened first, okay?" Yu Han hugged her and asked softly.

"Wuuuu, she... is going to die..." Yan Xiao cried and spoke vaguely.

Yu Han was startled: "Who, who is going to die?"

"She... woo..." Yan Xiao couldn't speak clearly, so she reached out and fumbled for the phone.

She hasn't forgiven the mother who abandoned her, why she got cancer.

Yu Han hurriedly stuffed the phone into her hand, only to find that Yan Xiao stuffed it back.

Yu Han understood, and immediately went to look at the content on the phone. After reading it, he was stunned.

This is Yan Xiao's biological mother?

"Why..." Yan Xiao asked while still crying.

"Cry, just cry." Yu Han threw away his phone, stretched out his arms, and gently hugged her to his chest, coaxing her softly like a child.

The so-called deep hatred, deep love.

You hate a person, it can only show that you care about him.

After all, no one would waste energy hating a passer-by.

He remembered that Yan Xiao's mother made a phone call on the night he and Yan Xiao met for the first time.

Yan Xiao was also touched by the phone call. She was in a bad mood, that's why she drank, and they had what happened afterwards.

That night, while drinking, she told him casually that when his mother left after her father was injured, he already knew that she still loved his mother deeply.

It's just her love, but because of her self-esteem, because of the torture and unwillingness of life, she was turned into hatred.

Just hate and love are not worth life and death.

Now, her mother is seriously ill, and she presumably cried out because she couldn't bear the torture of hatred and love in her heart.

Yan Xiao cried for a long time, until finally her head went numb from crying, and then she slowly stopped.

Then, she picked up the phone and read the text message again, and she shed tears again.

Yu Han washed the towel and wiped her face with it, "Don't cry, go to sleep. If you are worried, call tomorrow and ask."