But she admitted it.
She never really held any hope of hearing her daughter call her "mom" again before she died.
Mom?
Having abandoned her daughter over a decade ago, what right did she have to be called "mom"?
She simply wasnāt worthy...
"Thousand..." Luo Qing reached out to Qianxun.
Qianxun hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward, trembling slightly, and placed her hand into her motherās palm.
Her hand was cold, while Qianxunās was warm, and in that moment, it seemed to slowly warm her heart.
"Iām sorry..." Luo Qingās cheeks were streaked with tears. "Iām really sorry, Thousand... Mom was wrong... I know I was wrong... I donāt expect you to forgive me. Just the fact that you came to see me today already makes me incredibly happy... Even if you hadnāt come, you would not have been at fault."
Qianxun bit her lip, her tear-stricken face barely visible, remaining silent.
Luo Qingās aged hands held onto Qianxunās, trembling as she spoke: "Even though I was unfair to you, heaven is fair. It arranged a good match for you and gave you redemption. Whether I exist in your life or not isnāt as important now that you have Liancheng by your side. My days are numbered, and being able to see you marry and have children, to have a happy family, allows me to die without regrets."
For a long time, she had held back, but in the face of death, Qianxun couldnāt control her emotions and tears, and they flowed down her cheeks.
She looked at Luo Qing through blurred eyes and asked, "If... if heaven gave you another chance, would you make the same choice? Would you still leave me alone at the amusement park when I was ten, letting me get caught in the rain and never coming back for me?"
Luo Qing broke down in tears, unable to speak for a moment.
She cried for a long time, unable to stop, her tears continuously falling onto the sheets. "No... I would never leave you there again... Thousand... my dear daughter... youāre so good... you did nothing wrong. It was all Momās fault..."
Qianxunās thoughts were suddenly pulled back to more than a decade ago, her tears pouring down like a torrent. "I always thought... as long as I was obedient, one day Mom would like me... Maybe Mom didnāt like me because there was something I still wasnāt doing right..."
"No... Thousand is very obedient, thereās nothing you did wrong... It was Mom who was at fault... Mom was abandoned by your father and projected some of that resentment onto you... But when I finally came to my senses, I realized what I had done to you, and even apologies are powerless... I havenāt slept well a single day these past years... I thought something terrible happened to you... I often dreamt at night that you came to question me, asking why I abandoned you... Thousand..." Luo Qing lowered her head, pressing her forehead against her hands. "Itās Mom who has wronged you... Iāve always wanted to say sorry so many times... Iām truly sorry, my daughter..."
Qianxun stood there in a daze, silently shedding tears.
Luo Qing, overwhelmed with emotion, rolled off the bed, pulling out the IV drip from her hand.
Her frail body knelt weakly on the ground with a thud, "Iām sorry... Thousand, Iām sorry..."
Qianxun was stunned for a few seconds, not knowing what to do.
At this moment, the noise inside caught the attention of the people outside, who thought something had happened and quickly came in to check, then stopped.