"Mom went back to the village." Lin Yan met Chu Xiu again, it had been three months since their last meeting.
She was determined to make Bao recover and become a normal child. Seeing her worried expression, it seemed the money had gone to waste again.
"Why is that?" Chu Xiu opened her disposable chopsticks and bowed her head to eat fried noodles voraciously, as if she hadn't eaten for a long time.
Lin Yan looked at the disheveled Chu Xiu, her face full of weariness and fatigue. Despite her young age, her eyes were sunken, and the lines at the corners of her eyes were deep.
This outfit on her body, Cen Huan had seen years ago; her hair was dry and limp, revealing her scalp.
Before she came, Lin Yan was full of complaints, but upon seeing Chu Xiu like this, she couldn't utter a word.
What's the point in blaming her now? She's trying her best, searching desperately for hope, not abandoning Yueyue to shirk responsibility while she seeks enjoyment elsewhere.
