His fingers were cut to the bone, Su Yingxue didn't know that he was a person who never entered the kitchen, but he injured his hands in order to boil a bowl of soup, and Mo Ningxi's words didn't seem to be fake.

But she rejected the bowl of soup, did she refuse his full heart, and he didn't force himself to accept it that day, but when Ye Yunheng boiled it for her, the loss in his eyes, this time he may really... regretted it, he only sent fruit baskets to comfort his mother in the past few days, and he didn't pester himself, it seems that he is also going to fulfill her sincerely.

Mo Ningxi quietly observed Su Yingxue's expression, and sure enough, it was as Wu Yifan said, so he used his specialty performance to pretend to be puzzled and pushed her, "Yingxue, what are you doing in a daze?" I guess it was Jun Xiu who really gave it to you...".

Su Yingxue nodded stubbornly, "He sent it, but I refused."

"Oh", Mo Ningxi nodded sympathetically, "It's okay to refuse, after all, you're also married, but it seems that Junxiu is quite pitiful."

"What is there to be pitiful about him", Su Yingxue smiled sarcastically.

"You can't say that", Mo Ningxi sighed, "When you disappeared, he looked for you everywhere like crazy, and the police couldn't find him, so he went to find it himself, but then the police only found your slippers near your villa, everyone said that you were dead, but he didn't believe it, he said that whoever dared to say that you were dead would fight with him, at that time, the people of the Shangguan family also blamed him, Yifan and I couldn't forgive him, no one understood him, and he couldn't forgive himself, and he locked himself in that villa for a few months, Drinking and crying all day long, so thin that he doesn't look like words, you must not be able to imagine what he looked like at that time, even I haven't seen his appearance, until Yifan couldn't stand it and persuaded him to come back with his sister, but he didn't forget to look for you after he came back, you have been calling home in various places all these years, and every time he finds the address, he will take a plane and rush over immediately, but every time it fails, when he learns that you are back, ......".

"Don't say it again", Su Yingxue stood up, her eyes were full of panic and confusion, as long as she was a little careful, she could hear how much choked and bitter there was in the words she blurted out just now.

She didn't want to believe that Du Junxiu would be like what Mo Ningxi said, he would cry for her, he would be drunk and dream for her, he didn't just use himself as a tool to, didn't he want to possess it the more he couldn't get it, didn't he only care about the child in her belly, when did he become so fond of himself? She didn't want to think about it, she didn't want to dig deeper, she was afraid of facing those truths, she was afraid that she would be treated the same after believing it again, and she didn't want to be sorry for Ye Yunheng.

"The past is gone, and I don't want to know everything about him anymore," Su Yingxue said slowly.

"That's right", Mo Ningxi nodded approvingly, "It's a good thing to forget the past, I'm relieved to see you like this, don't bother you, I'll go back first...".

"Thank you", Su Yingxue got up to see her off, and Mo Ningxi walked to the door and Hanxi came back with a few cherries.

"Pretty aunt, eat cherries", Han Xi happily handed over the cherries in his hand, "Pretty aunt, you are so beautiful."

"Hanxi is so cute, next time Auntie will take you out to play", Mo Ningxi kissed him twice, squeezed her eyes at Su Yingxue, and walked away in high heels.

Su Yingxue looked at her distant back, her words echoed in her heart one after another, she told herself not to think about it, but she couldn't control herself.

Until Hanxi shouted, "Mom, grandma seems to be out of breath."

Su Yingxue was startled, she didn't dare to think about it anymore, and hurriedly called a doctor.

Mother is critically ill again, this time it came too suddenly and it seems that this day should have arrived a long time ago, that night, Su's mother finally died in the hospital after the doctor's rescue was ineffective.

Su Yingxue almost collapsed on the spot, although she had known that the result would be like this, but when the real day came, she still couldn't accept this terrible fact.

Her mother, who has raised her for more than 30 years, died, before she had time to fulfill her filial piety, but she couldn't collapse, Su Yinghan and Su Yingxin were already crying like words, as the eldest daughter, she had to bravely take care of her mother's afterlife, and inform her father who was far away in the United States.

On the second day, Su's father flew from the United States to City A to attend Su's mother's funeral.

Su Yingxue said that it was impossible not to hate him, in the past few years when her mother was sick, Su Yinghan and Su Yingxin made countless phone calls to ask him to come and see his mother, he always dragged it from today to tomorrow, and now that he is dead, he is finally here, Su Yingxue knows that her mother still remembers him before she dies, the only man she has ever loved in her life, she is not worth it for her mother, she hates him for her mother, but he is her biological father.

On the day of the funeral, one after another guests raised flowers to worship Su's mother, and the relatives and friends of the three daughters also attended, Wu Yifan, Mo Ningxi, and Du Junxiu also came to the auditorium.

As the eldest daughter, Su Yingxue knelt on the futon in front of the statue in a white filial piety dress, burning money paper, and bowed and thanked the guests one by one when they came.

When Du Junxiu walked in with three incense sticks, she saw her thin jaw when she was low, her face was pale and she couldn't find a trace of human color, and the bangs on both sides neatly covered her eyes and side face, but Du Junxiu could feel her helplessness and sadness, and this woman often hid herself silently when she was in more pain.

There were also three children kneeling next to her, one was Hanxi, and the other was Su Yingxin's two daughters.

Du Junxiu put on the incense, walked in two steps, and finally couldn't help but call in a low voice: "Ying Xue...".

Su Yingxue just bowed.

Du Junxiu felt a pain in his heart, how he wished that he could stay by her side at this moment, protect her, and become her dependence.

"Festival mourning and change...", struggling for a long time, Du Junxiu finally only had time to say these four words, and when he turned around with Wu Yifan and Mo Ningxi, he only saw Ye Yunheng walking in from outside and helping Su Yingxue up.

"You're tired for a day, I'll come here, Hanxi, help your mother in and rest for a while."

As soon as Du Junxiu turned around, Su Yingxue's back disappeared behind the curtain, and Ye Yunheng took her place just now.

He clenched his fists sadly, and Wu Yifan stopped him, "Don't be impulsive, I said I would help you."

"Today is my aunt's death day, I don't have any impulsiveness, but I don't feel good in my heart...", Du Junxiu pushed his hand away, it had nothing to do with Ye Yunheng, he was just worried today.