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It was another weekend that churned with irritation and unease, my well-laid plans for fun completely ruined due to the persistent rain that had been falling for almost a day. Slouched lazily against the wall of my bed, I flipped through the Maoshan Secret Tome, which I had already perused countless times, occasionally casting glances out the window to watch the rain streak down the glass.
I had no idea how Director Cao's elderly mother was faring, or how much time she had left. The thought of the kind old lady nearing the end of her life journey always stirred up an odd feeling in my heart. Perhaps it didn't matter much to her; after all, she had long since come to terms with her fate.
Some say that the older one gets, the more they fear death, but Director Cao's mother was definitely an exception. I closed the book and let out a soft sigh.
