Later, she married into the Mo family and married Mo Xuming, but her husband has always loved a woman he can't get in his heart, and he is just making do with himself. She gave birth to two sons after marriage, but her youngest son died before he was a year old. She lost her son in youth and her husband in middle age, and she was about to leave this world before she reached the age of sixties.

Thinking of this, Li Qin felt very uncomfortable.

She actually doesn't want to leave this world yet, she still wants to live well, with her son and her grandchildren, but she knows it's impossible. She is not blessed to enjoy the joy of family.

Toot, toot, toot......

Suddenly, there was such a voice in the ward, followed by a cry.

"Mom......" Mo Yixuan grabbed his mother's shoulder hard, almost crying: "Mom, wake up, wake up, wake up......"

And this mother, Li Qin can't hear it anymore.

Knowing that her grandmother had died, she cried with a pair of eyes that were red from crying. In fact, grandma loves her very much, even when grandma can't talk or walk, she will often look at him, and every time he holds grandma's hand, grandma will laugh.

And he will never have a grandmother again.

Yuan Yuan held his little mouth, it was really sad.

Mo Yixuan couldn't cry anymore. At this time, no amount of paper towels could wipe the tears rolling out of his eyes.

He sat in front of the hospital bed and stared blankly at his mother, who would never open her eyes again.

From this moment on, he was left without parents. And once again, he lost his loved ones.

He lost his father 8 years ago, his wife 5 years ago, and now he has lost his mother. He was constantly losing his loved ones.

He still has a long life ahead of him, and he really doesn't know how to spend it.

Li Qin's funeral was five days later.

On that day, a lot of people came to the Mo family, all the relatives of the Mo family and Li Qin's family, all the business partners of Mo Yixuan, and some classmates, friends, and employees, all came, and there were more than 100 funeral vehicles, and there were hundreds of funeral people.

Eventually, however, it all fell silent.

When a person dies, there is no meaning in burying him or not.

He Xiyan knew that Li Qin had passed away from a voice message sent by Yuanyuan.

When she heard the news, she just let out a long sigh. No overly emotional and no schadenfreude. This woman, she used to call her mother, and she also treated her well, and then she hated and hated it. I don't feel anything anymore.

Yuan Yuan sent a message to tell himself that his father was very sad, he hadn't eaten for a few days, and he looked a lot thinner. She thought about it for a while, but still didn't send a message of comfort.

It doesn't matter if she is with the Mo family, or with the Ye family. It doesn't matter. From the moment of divorce, those former relatives have become familiar strangers.

It turns out that time can really dilute a lot of things, including love and hate.

Now she just wants to take good care of herself and her loved ones, and she only has three relatives, her two children and a younger sister. In fact, she still has some relatives, some relatives, uncles and aunts, uncles and aunts, cousins and cousins. These relatives are very related by blood, but there is no need for her to contact them. Those relatives of hers saw through when her mother died.

She thought that neither they would be happy or sad about whether she was doing well or not.