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"Cissy, look, Mom bought this for you." Lin Xiaoqing happily took out a bag from her delicate bag and placed it on the table. She then waited expectantly for her daughter's expression.

It was the latest of the Donkey season, and it was so expensive that it made one gape at it.

Song Xixi looked at it, turned his head in interest, and spoke in an extremely cold tone, "No need, I don't need these things."

Lin Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment, then retracted her wounded feelings, and said quickly: "How could that be? You've grown up. You will always go shopping with some classmates and friends, right? "This bag is very pretty. At least, when you go out with your friends, you can have it in your hand …"

"I said there's no need," Song Xixi impatiently interrupted her, "If it's a bag, then this bag that Father sold me is enough. Why? Or do you look down on the stalls I use? "

Lin Xiaoqing's ex-husband, Song Beichuan, Song Xixi's father, attached considerable importance to his daughter's financial discipline. Despite his affluent financial situation, he barely bought a name tag to give to his young children.

"Cissy, that's not what I meant …" Lin Xiaoqing lowered her eyes, suddenly feeling powerless. She was already exhausted from all the coldness her daughter had gone through over the past few years, and there was nothing she could do about it.

She had been divorced from Song Beichuan for so many years, and every month, they would spend time together.

Although Lin Xiaoqing felt helpless, she could not blame her. When she thought back to more than ten years ago, when she had an early marriage and had an undetermined birth, she did not have the mood to run a family. She did not want to be confined by things like 'family'.

At that time, she was determined to sign the divorce agreement and abandon her daughter. Even when Song Beichuan asked her to come see her daughter at least once a month, she would often leave her daughter alone.

As time passed, her daughter grew up and learned to hate her so-called mother. This was all her own fault, so she had no right to blame her.

"How are you doing at school?" She had to change the subject.

Songxi snorted, still looking at him. "Why are you asking this? It's none of your business. "

Lin Xiaoqing was left speechless. She could only shut her mouth and sit in front of her daughter, at a loss of what to do.

After a while, the phone on the table vibrated. Song Xixi immediately picked up the phone and answered: "Hello? Dad, "she immediately put away her unhappy expression and revealed a smile," are you in front of the store? "Alright, I'll be right out." As if she was finally free, she grabbed her backpack and walked out of the store without even looking at her mother, let alone saying goodbye.

When Lin Xiaoqing saw this, her heart tightened and her nose began to ache. She took a deep breath, blinked her eyes vigorously, then sniffed and reorganized her emotions before following him out of the shop.

Song Beichuan's car was swapped to another one, then he switched to another one of his SUVs.

Lin Xiaoqing saw her ex-husband sitting in the car with a whole family. He looked very happy.

His new wife looked gentle and dignified, her long hair tied behind her head, and she had a quiet classical beauty. The lively boy in the back seat had heard that she and his new wife had been born when she was nine, and that was a task she had never accomplished before … He would help the Song Family buy more.

As for the girl who was playing with the boy, she was her own daughter. The one who treated her as her enemy, the one who would never give her a smile …

Thinking of this, her heart became a mess that could not be solved.

At this moment, Song Beichuan saw her.

Lin Xiaoqing's breathing quickened. Although she subconsciously wanted to look away, she managed to restrain herself. She forced out a smile and waved at him.

She thought he would just smile and leave, but Song Beichuan didn't. He actually got off the car and walked straight towards her before stopping.

"How have you been?" he asked.

"Mm, not bad." She lied stubbornly.

"Is that so?" Song Beichuan looked at her, "I see you look a lot worse than last month, did you go to the hospital to check?" Don't stop with the medicine. "

"Yes," she nodded, but her heart was troubled by his delicacy.

"And then? "What was the result?"

"Well, the doctor said it was just too tiring." She shrugged nonchalantly.

"That's good." Song Beichuan didn't suspect anything and just nodded lightly, "I know you're living a free and easy life by yourself now, but don't work too hard, do you understand? How old do you think you are now? "He's not young anymore. When it's time to rest, he still needs to rest."

Hearing his words, she could only bitterly smile. She was thirty-eight years old in the blink of an eye, and his concern almost made her blush.

Lin Xiaoqing quickly lowered her head, pretending to search for the key. "I'm sorry, but I have an appointment with a customer. We can talk another time …"

"Alright, go ahead. We'll talk next time." Song Beichuan felt nothing was amiss. He just bid farewell normally and walked towards his car.

After hiding in her car, Lin Xiaoqing could no longer hold back her sobs. The inspection report that she had hidden in her bag, she finally did not have the courage to give it to him. She could not help but think fearfully, what if he didn't care at all? What if he just... Just a sympathetic look? The pain of that scene would far surpass the pain of death.

Therefore, she didn't have the courage to gamble at all.

Just half a month ago, the doctor called her to the hospital and told her that she had reached the end of the liver cancer.

She couldn't believe that the doctor had announced that she had at most half a year left, despite the fact that she had no apparent illness.

The doctor sighed, showing a helpless expression, and lightly said, "The liver is an organ without a sense of pain, this kind of thing is actually very common."

And so she was sentenced to death.

She wanted to tell her daughter, but she flinched when she saw her daughter's lack of concern. She wanted to tell her ex-husband, too, but when she saw how happy and happy her husband's life was, she changed her mind.

Who are you to him now? She asked herself, but could not find an answer that pleased her. Besides, all of this was her own fault. What right did she have to complain to anyone?

Ten years ago, after graduating from university, she had seemingly lost her mind and wanted to marry Song Beichuan, who was five years older than her. She had even wanted to do whatever it took to let him release his desire into her body while he was drunk …