Fool, the distance between kindness and love is thinner than paper. Who says it’s not progressing in the form of love? Why don’t you think about it? Perhaps Tang Hua wants only your heart. If you don’t figure it out, you’ll surely feel regret, because at this moment, you may have already fallen in love with him, and he is also loving you. A beautiful future is within reach, yet you’re unwilling to seek the answer. At most, you’ll just return to the original point of not loving each other. What loss is there?
Xiao Susu softly choked out her worries: “Why should I? He already has a girlfriend. If—if after trying, the result is loving him, I can only face my own heartbreak awkwardly.”
“But now, without even clarifying things, you’re already crying torrentially. I really can’t see the difference,” she pointed out the obvious fact.
“He might have given up on me—”
“Then, this time you should try to win back his heart. If you truly feel guilty about the seven-year marriage that brought him pain.”
Can she do it? Should she do it? Can she try? She didn’t dare make a decision, didn’t know if it was right or wrong. What if she was mistaken?
No, no, no! She doesn’t want to bear the negative consequences. She would definitely die of heartbreak.
Seeing her continuously retreating and shaking her head, Du Feifan simply said softly: “At least, you should try. You are a mother. Besides caring about your own likes and dislikes, you must also consider what’s best for your child. You know Xue Qian matured too early, not like a typical child. He’s unhappy because he doesn’t have a normal family.”
Only after seeing Xiao Susu’s jade-like face turn pale and vacant did Du Feifan stop, satisfied. She had no intention of letting this mother worried about her son know that her precious son didn’t care at all about a “normal family” – he only cared about growing up quickly to protect his beloved, fragile mother. Of course – this couldn’t be said.
Benevolent lies and benevolent concealment are both a noble sentiment.
