Every time she hadn't seen her mother, Lin Chuxia would think like this, she no longer wanted this mother who was disappointed in her, she just wanted to live well by herself...
But when she saw her mother's frail figure appear in her line of sight, Lin Chuxia still couldn't help but stop in her tracks.
Lin's mother said with mixed feelings, "Chuxia... you're back?"
"I originally didn't plan to come back. It's my own fault, I came back again..." Lin Chuxia's voice lacked much emotion.
Lin's mother sighed, not knowing what else to say.
She came closer, and Lin Chuxia could see her face full of wrinkles and her thin figure.
Lin Chuxia really wished she could sigh again, Lin's mother and Lin Yong were about the same age; Lin Yong, well cared for, looked very young for his age, like he was just past forty, suave and debonair every day outside.