The Moon That Shone Over the Empty Courtyard That Year

On the morning I went to cancel Grandma's household registration, my son Shen Rui, whom I hadn't seen in seven years, sent me an invitation.

"It's my elementary school graduation ceremony today, Mom. Can you come?"

He was, after all, the only child my sister had left behind. After much thought, I decided to go.

At the ceremony, a video suddenly appeared on the giant screen at center stage.

In it, I weighed three hundred jin and was crying as I held a homeless man on a trash-strewn street overseas.

The whole hall erupted. Teachers and parents whispered among themselves.

I turned to look at Shen Yu, who was about to give a speech on the dais.

He was usually so composed, but in that moment he jumped off the stage, rushed to the equipment, and yanked out the projector cable.

The commotion still didn't die down.

I didn't know what I should explain, or what there was to explain.

All I could do was get up and leave.

Back when Shen Yu abandoned me for Yang Xinyue and drove my brother to his death, I swore I would have nothing more to do with him.

I kept that promise all these years.

Shen Rui was the only exception.

After all, having my daughter Yueyue had made me softhearted.

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