Chapter 2890
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Actually, in terms of filial piety, Mu Lichuan was most sorry to his parents.
It was because he did not leave any words for them. In his world, when he knew that his life was about to end, the only person he wanted to make sure was Luo Qingchen.
The butler left after making the tea. The air was filled with the faint fragrance of jasmine.
"The only hope Master and I had in our lives was Lichuan." Mama Mu sighed deeply and said, "But when he knew that he only had a few days left, we knew that the only person he cared about was you."
"I'm sorry, Auntie. I was too stupid and didn't understand him …" Luo Qingchen took a deep breath and wiped her tears. "I wasn't by his side when he needed me the most. I wasn't by his side to spend the last days of his life with him."
Actually, she also blamed herself. If she had been more persistent back then, they might have had a few good days together …
Mama Mu shook her head and touched the back of her hand gently. "No … Qingchen, do you know why we promised Lichuan that we would help him keep this a secret from you?"
"I … I don't know."
Usually, when her own son was infected with this disease, the first thing a mother would think of was how to treat him and how to let him live.
However, Lan Zhi told her that Mu Lichuan's mother wanted to euthanize him in the hospital to prevent him from suffering.
"It's because the Ebola virus is different from other incurable diseases. The doctor said that being infected with this virus is like being pricked by needles. It's very painful …" Mama Mu sighed deeply and sobbed. "But Lichuan could hold on. Even if he was in so much pain that his entire body kept trembling, he kept holding on … He said that he had something he had to do and that he couldn't die."
"Alright … It's been three years. Why are you like this every time you talk about our son?" Papa Mu frowned and said, "Qingchen probably just found out about the truth. She didn't have as much time to adjust to it as we did …"
Although Papa Mu reprimanded Mama Mu, Luo Qingchen knew that his old eyes were very red.
"Don't be like this …" Luo Qingchen pursed her lips and forced a smile, "He definitely doesn't want you to be like this."
Mu Lichuan did not say anything to his parents. It was probably because he felt that he had lived a good life and had no regrets.
And she … was probably his only regret.
"Knock, knock, knock." The housekeeper knocked on the door twice before walking up and saying, "Master, Madam, the doctor in charge of regular check-ups is here. He's already waiting downstairs."
Luo Qingchen pursed her lips and said, "Uncle, Auntie, you go ahead. I'll sit here alone for a while."
"Alright, Qingchen, wait a moment."
"I'm fine …"
The door closed with a creak. The last time she came to Melbourne, she was sitting in this seat.
At that time, Lan Zhi was sitting opposite her.
She could really hold it in. She had lost all her friends and her circle of friends, but she was still doing one last thing for Mu Lichuan.
Luo Qingchen laughed at herself. A breeze blew past and she furrowed her eyebrows slightly. She got up slightly and walked towards the window.
That year … Lan Zhi had stopped her on purpose.
She did not know why at that time and wondered if she could find the answer now.
When she really stood in front of the window, she could feel what it felt like to stop breathing and what it felt like to have her heart stop beating.
Looking around, the flowers on both sides were surrounded by red peonies.
Inside, there were words made up of different colored petals. Together with the red outside, there were a total of seven colors that formed six words.
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