Chapter 12 Endless Warmth 4

  Guān Xuě went to Mù Sī Xuě's room and saw the scarf thrown on the bed. The weather was getting colder, how could she not wear a scarf? Guān Xuě took the scarf and walked out, she knew that Mù Sī Xuě wouldn't go far, she and a girl named Sarah from this street often played in a small playground by the side of the street.

  As they were about to arrive at the playground, Guan Xue saw Mu Si Xue and Sara running out of the playground. She called out her daughter's name, but probably because of the distance, it seemed like they didn't hear her, so Guan Xue had no choice but to follow them.

  Sarah felt her arm getting heavier and Moira seemed reluctant to move forward: "Moira! We have to hurry up, or we won't be able to get back before five."

  Xue stopped in his tracks: "I think I don't need to run this trip, today is the day I get the results, and that woman and I also did a paternity test."

  "What? Why didn't you say so earlier?"

  "Muxi Xue also just thought of an excuse: 'I... I just didn't have confidence. Thinking about it now, sooner or later I'll have to watch it anyway, so let's take a look at this place first.'"

  But it was too late. The two tall, evil-looking men who had been following them stood in front of the girls: "Take a look at this! What do you want to do? Who do you think you are? We've had our eyes on you for a long time. Sarah! Yours. You can leave."

  The black-haired man handed Sarah a stack of money. Sarah took the money and, with a wave of her hand, said to Mu Si Xue: "Silly girl! No wonder your mom keeps an eye on you every day, afraid that you'll be kidnapped. It seems like you're really easy to kidnap!"

  The white-haired man put his arm around Muxi Xue's shoulder: "Satisfied? I'm a man that women fight to get on."

  "Is that so? Then go find those women who are fighting to get on you." Musui Xue lifted her foot and viciously stomped on the white-haired man's foot.

  Unfortunately, since her leg was injured, she only wore sports shoes. The force of this kick wasn't enough, and the man simply loosened his demonic claws that were wrapped around Mù Sī Xuě's shoulders.

  Muxi Xue took the opportunity to run forward, but only ran a few steps before being caught up by the black-haired man. Just as the man was about to grab Muxi Xue's arm, a figure rushed over and blocked his way.

  "I called 911 and the police will be here right away."

  The black-haired man stomped his foot on Guan Xue's shoulder: "Dare to call 911? You're looking for death!"

  "Are you looking for death......" Guan Xue tightly hugged Mu Si Xue.

  "Is it possible for a person to be both awake and asleep at the same time?"

  "Why shoot?" The white-haired man was somewhat dissatisfied. Heaven knows if that woman called 911 or not, this woman wasn't bad either, it would be better to sell together.

  The sound of the police siren was getting closer and closer, and the two men fled in a panic.

  Gu Xue was so frightened that she just hugged Guan Xue and cried silently.

  Muxi Xue was already sobbing uncontrollably: "Please, don't say any more, you're hurt. The police will be here soon."

  "I know, I know everything! Mom! Please, don't say any more!"

  Guan Xue smiled, her daughter finally called her "mom".

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  Muzi Xue sat alone on the floor of her room, quietly holding Guanxue's ashes.

  She left, that poor woman who deeply loved herself left.

  Mom is gone. She still can't believe this fact, even though she's holding that woman's ashes, her presence still lingers in the room.

  She gently stroked the icy ashes box: This woman was her own mother, dear mom!

  She is seventeen years old but has only ten months of memory of her mother.

  She doesn't even know what color she likes, what food she likes to eat, or what her hobbies are.

  In these ten months, this woman has been asking herself what she wants to eat, what she wants to do, where she wants to go, where it hurts, and if her mood is good; apart from doing what she wants to eat and do... everything else revolves around her, afraid of making her cold, hot, or hurt.

  Apart from these, the woman spent more time shedding tears, silently and endlessly shedding tears...

  This woman is her own mother, before she died, all the words she uttered with her last strength were about her own future.

  This woman is her own mother, she says to herself with her life: I am your mother, I love you!

  Sorry! Even if you took out a paternity test, I would have thought it was fake.

  I'm sorry! I don't know if I should trust you or how to get along with you.

  Those overwhelming blanks torment me, erode me, and distort me at every moment, making it impossible for me to get close to anyone or anything.

  I'm sorry! I wish I could give you a gentle smile every day, but I never have, not even once. It seems like all I've ever given you is coldness...

  I'm sorry! I didn't know who to notify to attend your funeral.

  My bag is lost, tomorrow, except for the pastor, I am the only one.

  Sorry! I can only sell this house.

  I want to stay here, at least there's your breath, your shadow, your warmth... But... you need a home. Tomorrow, you'll have a new one.

  I will often go see you, your beloved daughter will often go see you...

  Muxi Xue stroked the words on the tombstone, tears streaming down her face: Mom! I won't give up your wishes and dreams.

  But I seem so incompetent and powerless. It's been over 40 days since I arrived here, the company hasn't made any progress to speak of, and now such a big mistake has occurred, I really owe everyone an apology!

  I'm sorry! I'm so useless! Didn't do well what you wanted me to do!

  When you are here, I always disagree with you everywhere, when you leave, I still have nothing to do with you...

  Are you doing well there? Do you miss me? Can I see you every day? Am I very bad? Very failed?

  Muxi Xue leaned against the tombstone, muttering to herself. The exhaustion of the past few dozen days seemed to have dissipated through her thoughts. Gradually, her heavy eyelids drooped, and she fell asleep.

  The sky grew darker, and the black clouds followed the night color to run over, raindrops hit Musi Xue's body, she shuddered all over, opened her eyes.

  The sea breeze had long since dried her tears, but it couldn't blow away the pain in her heart.

  In those ten months, she didn't smile at her even once, except to hurt her heart.

  At that time she was silly, silly to the point of pushing all her dissatisfaction and complaints onto herself, as if her tears could wash away her own pain.

  She silently endured all this... and on top of that, she also had to endure her failed marriage.

  That woman stole her lover, yet she still stood there, unknowingly hurting her heart.

  If she didn't hurt her heart, if she listened obediently to her words and believed in her, would she still leave?

  No way! If that's really the case, they must be living happily in this world as the happiest and most fortunate mother-daughter pair!

  She got up dazedly and walked down the mountain.

  The raindrops gradually turned into rain threads, gently floating between the earth and the sky with the wind. Muxi Xue seemed to see Guanxue, she was just in front of her, not far away from her.

  But I've been walking for a long time, how come I still can't get close to her...

  Mom was right there, always smiling at her, waving her arms and calling out to her...

  At some point, Musui Xue was already standing by the sea, with the seawater covering her ankles. As she gazed blankly and took small steps, it slowly covered her knees...