IPVS Chapter 41.2

From childhood to adulthood, Mo Sui knew that her mother loved her, but she could only feel it during this period when her mother was carefully taking care of her.

Mo Yaqin didn’t allow her to watch TV, use her phone, stay up late, or even talk too much, for fear that she would lose her energy. All her requirements were for her health.

Mo Sui didn’t try to persuade her again and spent the forty days with the baby peacefully.

During those forty days, except for sleeping, she spent almost every moment with her child.

Her daughter was very well-behaved and hardly cried. The baby, who was more than a month old, did not know how to interact yet and just stretched her legs and waved her hands while lying in the crib.

But, it was such a boring and ordinary life that made Mo Sui feel very happy.

Later, she had to go to work.

It was a role that she took during her pregnancy. The script was very good and she really wanted to shoot it. Moreover, she also wanted to consider the future and create better material conditions for her child.

When she left home with her suitcase, Mo Sui was reluctant to leave, but she thought that they would meet soon.

But who knew that it was this decision that made her never see her daughter again?

“It was infantile feil syndrome. When she was sent to the hospital, she could not be saved.”

“By the time I came back from the set, her body had already been cremated.”

Even in front of Dr. Lin, she did not try to sort out the whole story from the beginning.

For her, every memory was a heart-piercing pain.

At this time, Mo Sui was clutching the corner of the quilt tightly with her hands, and the blue veins on the back of her white hands were exposed. Her face became paler and paler.

“This is the answer.” She said.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have kept it from you, and I shouldn’t have treated you like a piece of driftwood.”

Mo Sui thought that this topic was too heavy and he might not be able to accept it.

She chose to speak out in order to let herself go and give him a chance to choose again.

But as soon as she finished speaking, he stood up.

A shadow covered her. He leaned over and held her in his arms.

The large and warm embrace made her feel at a loss, but she gradually calmed down as if there was finally someone who shared her joys and sorrows and she had someone to rely on.

Mo Sui closed her eyes. The experiences of so many years passed through her mind.

After speaking out without reservation, she found that it was not difficult to face all this.

Gu Yicheng’s chin rested on her shoulder, hugged her tightly, and patted her thin back gently as if comforting a child.

The child was not hers alone, but she had to face it alone from birth to death.

“I’m sorry.”

The low and hoarse voice echoed in her ears.

Mo Sui was slightly startled, and her hand, which was frozen in the air, slowly fell on Gu Yicheng’s back and then slowly tightened.

She didn’t look up for a long time, until his shirt was wet.

It had been a long, long time since she cried so freely like this.

After crying, the heavy stone in her heart finally fell.

Mo Sui had no appetite, but she still listened to him and ate half a bowl of porridge.

That night, her high fever came and went.

Gu Yicheng stayed by her bedside, observing the changes in her body temperature, changing towels to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and feeding her medicine on time.

When it was almost dawn, Mo Sui’s fever completely subsided and she slept more peacefully.

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