"If that's the case, I'd rather move out of the hospital now, as long as you break up with him."
"Mom, that's not what I meant. And how could I feel burdened by you? All I have left is you. You're my only family, my life." Lu Weixi leaned forward slightly, gripped her mother's hand, "No one can replace the place you hold in my heart, of course neither can Qin Zhiyou. But he's my husband. I wish for your health, for him to be filial to you, for our family to be alright."
"As long as he's around, we can't be alright." Lu's mother slowly retracted her hand from her daughter and turned to watch the television. Their conversation went on for a bit, the news no longer discussing Qin Zhiyou, now conversing about recently awarded films at the film festival.
