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nMo family.

nLi Qin, having been discharged from hospital for two days, was sitting at the gate of the house. It was June, not too hot. Besides, during evening sunset, it was very cool with gentle breeze.

nShe sat in a wheelchair, her eyes fixed on the setting sun in the distance.

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nIt was said the sun would dim when it set in the west. When people got old, just like the setting sun, would disappear from the sky in a short time.

nAlthough she was only in her fifties, she was indeed old. Worse still, this serious illness almost took away half of her life. Now she lived with the help of the wheelchair. She could not even stretch her left hand freely, which would tremble from time to time.

nEven having meals, she needed to be fed by his son. The only satisfaction was that now she did not lisp as she did one month ago. After some rehabilitation training and treatment, she could now speak like a normal person.

nUsually, people could not think of others’ kindness unless they lost it, and so did she.

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nDuring her two months’ stay in hospital, there were some relatives and friends visiting her at first, but later they did not come. Except for a nursing worker and Wu Xiaomin, other people rarely came in the second month. Her son was also hospitalized for surgery during this period, so she was almost totally taken care of by maids and nursing workers.

nAt first, they all treated her well, but after a long time, they were tired of it. After all, she was paralyzed, so she could not even relieve herself, which would inevitably made others detest.

nAlso during this period, she remembered her daughter-in-law He Xiyan. She used to be caught in the same illness. At that time, He Xiyan took care of her, patient and careful, almost there every day beside her bed. This time, however, she had not been cared for like this.

nNow she realized that she had never really been good to that girl. She had scolded and satirized her coldly, never showing her a nice face. Even the things that girl sent to her, she had never used or worn. Now, however, there would be no one sending her anything during festivals.

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nWhether expensive or not, there would just be nothing.

nGifts sent by relatives were just to pay back their good turn.

nToday, she finally realized that what she had lost was not only a grandson she longed for, but also a daughter-in-law who treated her as her own mother. However, once she lost them, they were nowhere to be found forever.

nShe thought that if He Xiyan were still there, she might not have got sick. She might still be healthy and might even become a grandmother who had her own grandchild. Now she had nothing.

nShe was now an old woman, like the sun setting in the west, who might die at any time.

nMo Yixuan brought a bowl of rice from the kitchen. It was rice mixed with chicken soup, which his mother ate often recently.

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nHe took a spoonful of rice and held it near his mother’s mouth.

n“Mom, eat first.”

nLi Qin opened her mouth and took a bite.

nHer hands had not fully recovered, so now she couldn’t even hold a pair of chopsticks stably.

n“Would you like to eat something else? I’ll ask the cook to make it.” Mo Yixuan patted her mother on the back to let her eat slowly.

nLi Qin shook her head slightly.

nNo need. She ate just to fill her stomach, let alone appetite.

n“Have you sent it?” She turned to look at her son who was as haggard as herself.

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nDuring this period, she could also perceived the great pain and the tremendous blow her son had been suffering.

nMo Yixuan responded with “Eh”, a pair of black and jade eyes overflowed with deep sadness.

n“I have sent it, Mom… Yanyan is not such a person who bears grudge. She won’t blame you.”

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