In a room filled with the scent of medicine, a seriously ill woman lay weakly on the bed.
The door gently opened, and a father-daughter pair approached the bedside.
The father, wearing a worried expression, sighed and said to his daughter, "Zi Di, say your last few words to your mother..."
Young Zi Di softly called out, "Mommy."
The lady barely managed to open her eyes and upon seeing Zi Di, her expression instantly showed intense love, reluctance, and guilt, "My daughter..."
Young Zi Di, puzzled, said, "Mommy, daddy says you have to go to another place. Can't you stay?"
The lady smiled, though her eyes quickly reddened, "I can't, sweetie. I wish I could stay and be with you forever. But I can't, I'm so sorry..."
Young Zi Di started to sob softly.
Her father, standing behind her, was also immersed in grief and remained silent.