With joy, she touched An Ning’s cheeks and then stroked her hair, completely treating her daughter An Ning as her son An Xu, who had passed away at a young age.
An Ning looked at the longing in her mother’s eyes, tears uncontrollably swirling around her eyelids.
“Mhm, mom, Xuxu is back.
I bought you your favorite braised lamb chops, shall we eat them together?”
Cheng Yujie’s confused eyes lit up again as she clapped her hands and said, “Yes!
My Xuxu has grown up and knows how to buy food for mom now.”
An Ning felt no resentment towards her mom for always mistaking her for her brother.
On the contrary, she had kept her hair short all these years, allowing her mom to think of her as her brother, making her mom’s world believe her brother was not dead.
That must be the best comfort for her mom, wasn’t it?
An Ning put a tender lamb chop into her mom’s mouth, looking at her with eager eyes and asked, “Mom, is it delicious?”
“Delicious!” Cheng Yujie nodded vigorously and also picked up a rib to put into her ‘son’s’ mouth.
“Xuxu, you eat too.”
An Ning ate the rib, tears following suit.
She really wanted to ask, ‘Mom, when will you wake up, when can you get better.
Your daughter really needs you now, they are all bullying me.’
“Xuxu, call your sister Ningning to eat too, she hasn’t finished her homework yet.
She’s always being naughty in school, and the teachers keep punishing her with homework,” Cheng Yujie rambled on.
An Ning couldn’t help but laugh through her tears, thinking back on how she had been a problem student herself.
“Mom, let’s not bother her, let her continue with her homework.
Otherwise, her teacher is going to come looking for me again.”
Cheng Yujie gave a pat to her ‘son,’ chiding, “You shouldn’t do that, you and your sister are the closest people in this world, you must take good care of your sister, understand?”
An Ning couldn’t stop her tears, continuously wiping them.
“I know, I’ll be good to Ningning.”
Cheng Yujie’s gaze suddenly steeled, and then, as if possessed, she pushed An Ning away.
“Wicked woman, it was you, you who stole my husband.
Get out, get out, just get out…”
“Mom…
I’m not the bad woman, I’m Xuxu,” An Ning tried to persuade her continuously.
“Xuxu is dead, what about Ningning?
Ningning must find a good man to marry, so mom can be at ease,” Cheng Yujie babbled wildly.
An Ning took her mom’s hand.
“Mom, Ningning is doing well, don’t worry.”
“Ningning is getting married, Ningning must find the best man.
It’s all because of you, the wicked woman, you ruined my Ningning…” Cheng Yujie swung her fists towards An Ning’s head.
The doctor and nurses rushed into the room and quickly subdued her, then Cheng Yujie was sedated.
An Ning shook her head, standing aside with immense heartache.
What could she do to make her mom better, what should she do?
………………
Heartbroken, An Ning had just stepped out of the ward when she unexpectedly saw a person whom she had parted with less than two hours ago.
Yu Jingchen?
Why was he in the psychiatric care facility?
An Ning walked towards him, puzzled.
At that moment, Yu Jingchen, dressed in a suit, was surrounded by a group of doctors, his commanding presence unmistakable among the crowd.
The director was giving him a detailed explanation about a patient’s condition.
“President Yu, Ms.
Cheng’s recent condition has been relatively stable, but there hasn’t been much improvement,” he said.