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“She bought this bracelet on my birthday for one yuan, but we were so poor at that time. Where did she get the money to buy the bracelet?”

“I questioned her, and she told me that she picked up the money. But what’s the difference between using the money she picked up and stealing?”

Qiu Xia’s heart was broken. At that time, she thought of the child’s biological father, the man who cheated and did all kinds of evil.

“I didn’t care what I said and called her a thief. She was only a few years old at that time. She just found one yuan and wanted to buy me a small piece of jewelry on my birthday. I actually called her a thief.”

“I regretted it after I called her that. But I couldn’t bring myself to apologize. I could only take the money to the place where she found the money that day to see if anyone came back to look for it.”

“I’m really not a good mother. Since I decided to take her with me when I escaped, why couldn’t I treat her better? I knew how well-behaved she was and what a sensible and filial child she was.”

Qiu Xia cried until her voice was hoarse, “She is my daughter, how could I not love her?”

Qiu Xia kept repeating this sentence over and over again.

“Don’t cry. Xiao Wu is a sensible child. She will know.”

Feng Chenghai was at a loss, not knowing how to comfort this collapsed woman.

“She doesn’t know. She must be blaming me and hating me. She tried so hard to please me, but I never gave her hope. She must hate me. She will hate me until she dies.”

“Xiao Wu is really filial. She was afraid that it would be bad for me to spend your money after marrying you. After entering university, she worked part-time to earn money. She didn’t touch the living expenses and tuition fees I sent her in those years.”

“Other children at that age were enjoying life, either shopping or traveling, but Xiao Wu had nothing. She had never enjoyed it since she was a child. Following me, she has been suffering and being wronged.”

Qiu Xia regretted it. 

If she could let go of her knot and treat her daughter better, would Qiu Wu marry far away? Would she find a job closer to home? Would such an accident not happen?

“After work, she gave me money every month, but how could I take her money? I saved every penny she gave me, and when she was about to get married, I gave her the money back. I knew I had hurt the child’s heart again, so she never wanted to see me again…”

From Qiu Xia’s mouth, Feng Chenghai knew that so many things had happened between mother and daughter. 

But looking at Qiu Xia who was almost collapsed now, could he blame her? Has Qiu Xia ever been well in these years?

The only thing to blame was the person who caused all this to happen. If Qiu Xia had married someone she loved, she would have loved her child so much.

In the dream, after a period of time after ‘Qiu Wu’’s funeral, Qiu Xia seemed to have gradually walked out. At least, outsiders thought that she had walked out.

She and Feng Chenghai packed up ‘Qiu Wu’’s personal belongings and the part of the inheritance that Qiu Xia should inherit according to the legal order of inheritance and returned to Ning City.

Feng Chenghai was seven years older than Qiu Xia. When Qiu Xia was 65, Feng Chenghai passed away, and her body began to change from that time.

Alzheimer’s disease, commonly known as senile dementia, caused Qiu Xia to experience memory decline, agnosia, and apraxia. 

At that time, her stepson Feng Rui and other grandchildren had just been born, and they were unable to take care of their stepmother, so they sent her to a nursing home. However, Feng Rui had carefully selected and investigated the nursing home. 

Although the cost was a bit high, the staff were very patient and responsible. There were many patients with senile dementia like Qiu Xia in the nursing home, and they had a lot of experience in taking care of this kind of elderly people.

Qiu Xia, who lived in the nursing home, always cried and asked for a cookie box, which seemed to be very important to her. 

The staff of the nursing home found various types of boxes for her. 

Finally, when she got the cookie box of old-fashioned Danish cookies, Qiu Xia was quiet for a while, but when she opened the box and didn’t find what she wanted, she cried again.

In general, Qiu Xia didn’t suffer too much in her later years, and she was well taken care of in life.

Jiang Baobei’s dream ended after her mother died. When she woke up, her tears had soaked the pillowcase and seeped into the pillow core.

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‘I suddenly realized that my greatest luck was not returning to the age of sixteen, but returning to this year and meeting you at the age of sixteen.’

After waking up from the dream, Jiang Baobei found Qiu Wu’s name in her phone’s address book and sent this message.

Thank you to my stubborn and naive self at the age of sixteen, for letting her know that she deserved to be loved. 

In fact, she had always been loved when she didn’t know it.

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Translator’s Comment:

Alas, what a miserable mother and daughter!

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