The doctor had already informed Lu Diayu that her mother's condition was deteriorating, and she couldn't hold back anymore.
Lu Diayu pushed open the door and stepped inside the room.
Inside the room, a woman was lying on the bed. Her head was covered with white hair, and age lines could be seen on her face.
The old woman seemed to notice Lu Diayu's presence and slowly opened her eyes. She looked over her daughter and tried to speak, 'Di..ayu" She gasped between her speech.
Lu Diayu gently held her mother's wrinkled skinny hand and squeezed it lightly to give her some strength.
After a lot of struggle, Lu Diayu's mother was finally able to utter some words, "Do... you... regret?"
The old woman's eyes filled with complicated emotions, she desperately waited for her daughter's reply.
Lu Diayu was stunned after hearing the question. She came back to her senses and slowly shook her head, "I, Lu Diayu have nothing to regret in this life."
