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We sat in front of her bed and chatted with her for the whole morning. The old man didn't seem to be very talkative, but he was the same intelligent and rational person as Wang Fangyuan. Even if he didn't speak, he just listened to us with a smile.

I immediately nodded my head in agreement, and said: "Alright, you don't have to worry about me, Xia Xiaoran's condition is much better now, I can do it by myself, if I have the time, I will come and help you."

That's a problem, I sighed.

Everything happened so quickly. It was as if they were fated, or as if time had suddenly turned angry. In two days' time, they had erupted in succession, taking two lives with them.

Yes, that's right, Wang Fangyuan's mother had also died.

This was like a bolt out of the blue. The moment I received the call, I almost thought that I misheard. How could Wang Fangyuan's mother die? She had acted so normally when she went to talk to her in the morning. Didn't she already accept the lie we made up? Why was it still like this?!

Just like yesterday, I rushed to the hospital and rushed to the door of the emergency room. I saw Red Cloud sitting outside with her hands on her head as she cried.

I rushed over and grabbed her. "What's going on?" I muttered. What was going on? Wasn't it still fine in the morning? How could something like that happen at night? "

Red Cloud kept tugging at her hair as if she was on the verge of collapsing. She said, "She didn't believe it at all! She knew we were lying the moment we went in! "

I said incredulously, "How is this possible?! "She isn't …"

I couldn't go on because I suddenly remembered that strange look in her eyes. Could she have known from that moment that her daughter was alive and that we were only here to deceive her?

But what surprised me even more was what followed. Hong Yun continued, "Not only that, she also knew what kind of job Wang Fangyuan was doing. From start to finish, she knew everything!"

Hong Yun stretched out her trembling hand. Only then did I notice that she was holding a piece of paper tightly in her hand. I took it and unfolded it.

The letter read as follows:

Actually, I know that my daughter is no longer here, right?

I knew Fang Fang's occupation from beginning to end, but I never told her. I was afraid that she would feel pain because of it. I didn't really care about that, because she was my daughter anyway. Even if she did, I couldn't deny that she was my daughter.

So, where did such a profession come from?

I know what you guys are thinking. You guys are just afraid that I won't be able to take it and my body won't be able to take it. But Fang Fang and I depend on each other. Since she is no longer here, then I don't have anything to worry about anymore. I won't stay in this world any longer.

You two don't have to feel guilty about this. This is my own decision, and it has nothing to do with you two.

Goodbye.