"Xichen, don't be like this..." Shi Xiyue hugged Sheng Xichen, and the tears in her eyes couldn't be restrained from flowing out.

Sheng Xichen hugged Shi Xiyue tightly with his backhand and said with sobs: "Our daughter will definitely get better. She is so strong, she will be safe. We can't hold her back. We can't give up on ourselves just because she is sick..."

Sheng Xichen felt extremely guilty, and in order to cheer Shi Xiyue up, he repeatedly comforted her.

"Hmm..." Shi Xiyue nodded, having already made the worst-case scenario plan in her mind.

Under the shade of the trees in the garden, the moonlight shone through the leaves sporadically, and the light enveloped the woman.

She wiped the tears from her face, then turned and walked along the garden path to Shi'er's room.

"Guoguo...is that you?" Shi'er hadn't slept yet. She had been lying on the bed. She had slept too long during the day. Even if she wanted to sleep at night, she tried hard to keep herself awake.

Because she was afraid that once she fell asleep, she might never wake up again.

She had known about her illness for a long time. She thought that when the disease really came, she would find a place where no one knew her and end her life. That way her family would not know about her death so soon and they would not be so sad.

But now...things went against her wishes, and the only thing she could do for them was to extend her life a little longer and hold on a little longer.

Every day she lives longer, Daddy and Mommy will be less sad.

"Daddy..." Shi'er didn't hear anyone's reply, so she subconsciously supported herself on the bed and sat up. "Mommy...is that you?"

The woman hurried forward and helped Shi'er sit up.

Shi'er groped the hand that was supporting her arm. The hand looked strange. It didn't look like Guoguo's, nor like her mother's.

"Are you my aunt?" Shi'er asked.

"Yes, it's me." Yi Xue responded.

"It should be very late now, right? Why hasn't my aunt returned to her room to rest yet?"

"Shi'er, do you hate me?" Yixue sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Shi'er's pale and haggard face.

"Why do you ask?"

Yixue has never harmed Shi'er, so she shouldn't have asked Shi'er such questions.

"If my father hadn't existed, there wouldn't have been Lin Boyuan's poison technique. If Lin Boyuan hadn't appeared, he wouldn't have replaced Shi Qingfeng, and you wouldn't have been raised by Lin Boyuan for several years and separated from your biological mother.

Now you won’t be poisoned so badly that you might even lose your life.”

Yixue would never say such things to anyone before, because she didn't have that many feelings, only the result, the process was not important at all.

However, things are different now because she is also a mother.

If anyone hurt her child, she would hate it to the core.

"There is no if in the world, everything is destined by heaven. If the King of Hell wants me to die today, how can I live until tomorrow? And even if the person taken away is not me, it will be Guoguo.

So, I would rather bear that myself than let Guoguo suffer so much."

While Shi'er was saying these words, Guoguo just happened to be holding a bowl of medicine and walked to the door of the room. She stopped and looked at Shi'er lying on the bed in the room, and tears immediately flowed out of her eyes.

Guoguo had thought of the same idea before. She hoped that the person who was taken away and raised by Lin Boyuan was not Shi'er, but her.