Xia Chu felt even worse inside.
Her voice became softer, "Xiyao, you didn't know anything at that time, you were still a fetus, how could you be blamed? Believe me, your aunt never blamed you either, she just felt fortunate that she followed her motherly instincts and gave birth to you, she must have never regretted it!"
Huo Xiyao nodded, "Her diary indeed wrote that she never regretted giving birth to me. Even though she lost her mother because of me, and also lost the possibility to start over, she never regretted it. Instead, she feared I would regret it, regret why I chose her to be my mother, why I was conceived in her womb."
Xia Chu's nose began to feel sour, "Your aunt truly loved you, and she was really a good mother!"
