Chapter 837: Mom! Take care!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Her eyes were still swollen. There was no color in her lips.
She stood there as if she might collapse at any moment.
She didn’t cry, but she was so fragile that it made his heart ache.
Fu Sinian only glanced at her, and his heart broke.
“Qian Qian, are you awake?” The Old Master quickly walked towards Shi Qian and helped her. “Come, come, sit on the sofa.”
Shi Qian didn’t move. She looked at the Old Master with tears in her eyes again. “Grandpa, is there any news about my mother?”
The Old Master’s throat hardened. All the words were stuck in his throat and he could not speak.
“I had a very, very long dream. In the dream, Mom was standing very, very close to me, but I couldn’t touch her. As soon as I approached her, she would disappear. I could only watch her from afar.” Shi Qian’s tears fell like beads from a broken string.
“I wanted to keep looking at her and never wake up. That way, I won’t lose her.
I don’t have a mother anymore. I’ll never see her again.”
“Qian Qian…” The Old Master called out, his eyes red. “Qian Qian, you still have Grandpa, Wen Lan and Sinian. We’re all your family.”
“Yes, yes. Qian Qian, Qiuran definitely doesn’t want you to be so sad. Let’s let her go in peace, okay?” Wen Lan held Shi Qian’s hand.
“Grandpa, even my mother’s… body can’t be found?” Shi Qian asked with a hint of hope.
“Because… because it was an explosion, so…” The Old Master choked and could not speak. However, he had to tell Qian Qian these things sooner or later.
He looked at Shi Qian nervously, afraid that she would not be able to withstand the truth.
However, Shi Qian was unusually calm. She was so calm that they were afraid.
“My mother said that one day when she was gone, she wanted me to scatter her ashes in the sea without burying her in the soil or holding a funeral. She said she didn’t like dark and cold environments. She liked the blue sky and the sea. That kind of fulfilled her last wish. I want to see my mother again.”
“Okay, Grandpa will go with you now.”
“No, there’s no need. I want to go alone.” Shi Qian pushed the Old Master’s hand away and walked out.
But she had no shoes on her feet at all.
How could they be at ease when she was like this!
Old Master and Wen Lan looked at each other. They were both so anxious.
Shi Qian was already at the door of the ward.
“Qian Qian!” Fu Sinian suddenly called out and sat up in bed.
Shi Qian turned to look at him, tears blurring her eyes again.
They stared at each other, speechless.
“Qian Qian, Mom will go with you. We have to change our clothes before going, okay? You’re going to see your Mom. If your mom sees you like this, she definitely won’t be at ease.” Wen Lan walked up to Shi Qian and coaxed her softly.
Shi Qian nodded mechanically.
Two hours later, Shi Qian arrived at the beach again in black with a small white flower tied to her chest and a bouquet of white magnolias in her arms.
It started to rain. At first, it was just a drizzle. Then it fell like a storm.
Shi Qian was still standing there, motionless.
If sorrow could be described, it must be silent.
The umbrella in Wen Lan’s hand was blown up, and the two of them were drenched in the rain.
Only then did Shi Qian burst into tears. The rain mixed with her tears completely blocked her vision.
“Mom! Take care!” Shi Qian shouted at the sea..
Chapter 837: Mom! Take care!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Her eyes were still swollen. There was no color in her lips.
She stood there as if she might collapse at any moment.
She didn’t cry, but she was so fragile that it made his heart ache.
Fu Sinian only glanced at her, and his heart broke.
“Qian Qian, are you awake?” The Old Master quickly walked towards Shi Qian and helped her. “Come, come, sit on the sofa.”
Shi Qian didn’t move. She looked at the Old Master with tears in her eyes again. “Grandpa, is there any news about my mother?”
The Old Master’s throat hardened. All the words were stuck in his throat and he could not speak.
“I had a very, very long dream. In the dream, Mom was standing very, very close to me, but I couldn’t touch her. As soon as I approached her, she would disappear. I could only watch her from afar.” Shi Qian’s tears fell like beads from a broken string.
“I wanted to keep looking at her and never wake up. That way, I won’t lose her.
I don’t have a mother anymore. I’ll never see her again.”
“Qian Qian…” The Old Master called out, his eyes red. “Qian Qian, you still have Grandpa, Wen Lan and Sinian. We’re all your family.”
“Yes, yes. Qian Qian, Qiuran definitely doesn’t want you to be so sad. Let’s let her go in peace, okay?” Wen Lan held Shi Qian’s hand.
“Grandpa, even my mother’s… body can’t be found?” Shi Qian asked with a hint of hope.
“Because… because it was an explosion, so…” The Old Master choked and could not speak. However, he had to tell Qian Qian these things sooner or later.
He looked at Shi Qian nervously, afraid that she would not be able to withstand the truth.
However, Shi Qian was unusually calm. She was so calm that they were afraid.
“My mother said that one day when she was gone, she wanted me to scatter her ashes in the sea without burying her in the soil or holding a funeral. She said she didn’t like dark and cold environments. She liked the blue sky and the sea. That kind of fulfilled her last wish. I want to see my mother again.”
“Okay, Grandpa will go with you now.”
“No, there’s no need. I want to go alone.” Shi Qian pushed the Old Master’s hand away and walked out.
But she had no shoes on her feet at all.
How could they be at ease when she was like this!
Old Master and Wen Lan looked at each other. They were both so anxious.
Shi Qian was already at the door of the ward.
“Qian Qian!” Fu Sinian suddenly called out and sat up in bed.
Shi Qian turned to look at him, tears blurring her eyes again.
They stared at each other, speechless.
“Qian Qian, Mom will go with you. We have to change our clothes before going, okay? You’re going to see your Mom. If your mom sees you like this, she definitely won’t be at ease.” Wen Lan walked up to Shi Qian and coaxed her softly.
Shi Qian nodded mechanically.
Two hours later, Shi Qian arrived at the beach again in black with a small white flower tied to her chest and a bouquet of white magnolias in her arms.
It started to rain. At first, it was just a drizzle. Then it fell like a storm.
Shi Qian was still standing there, motionless.
If sorrow could be described, it must be silent.
The umbrella in Wen Lan’s hand was blown up, and the two of them were drenched in the rain.
Only then did Shi Qian burst into tears. The rain mixed with her tears completely blocked her vision.
“Mom! Take care!” Shi Qian shouted at the sea..
