"Really?" Chen Zhi couldn't help but show her delight, "Mom, you said it, you have to live to be a hundred years old and stay with me always."
"Mm." Chen's mother nodded with a smile. In her heart, she told herself that for the sake of this child, she also needed to live well.
Let bygones be bygones. She had spent the better part of her life grieving over those things; it was time to let go...
Chen Zhi thought she could really have nothing to do with Si Ye again, and she planned to forget the past and face tomorrow with a brand new self.
However, when the doctor told her that if Chen's mother's heart was not replaced, she would only have three months to live, Chen Zhi felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, feeling as though the sky was collapsing.
"Didn't you say there were two more years? How is it only three months now?!" Chen Zhi asked in disbelief.
