"Mom! If I am no longer me, will you still love me?"
The mother smiled softly and said, "Of course I will!"
"Why?" I raised my head with a confused look on my face, a little surprised by her answer.
My mother still had a faint smile on her face and gently stroked my long brown hair with her hand.
"Because... You are my daughter! You are the messenger of happiness given to me by God. Whether you are you or not, I will always love you!"
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