Many years later, when I was nearly 40 years old, Zhu Fengbao passed away and my mother was seriously ill and bedridden;
As I was dying, I couldn't help but ask: "Has mother ever regretted letting Zhu Fengbao into the house?"
My mother opened her cloudy eyes, glanced at me, and then at Zhu Fengbao standing beside her, "What do you regret? Are you sorry that you won't be with him?"
The mother's voice was old and her throat was rusty, "I know the son I gave birth to. With your kind of heart, how can you rest assured if you don't ask someone to accompany your mother!"
Knowing that the child is like a mother, she burst into tears immediately.
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The Republic of China, fictional, some real place names will be used, please do not take them literally.
Seeing it is fate~
Concept: The growth path of two teenagers