Chapter 184: The Final Cheer

Chapter 184: The Final Cheer

As July approaches, the tale of Luo Chun and Luo Qi is nearing its conclusion. In the original story, after the adopted daughter reunites with her birth parents, Wang Chunni joins forces with the villagers to revitalise their hometown. However, the bond between Wang Chunni and her adopted daughter wanes over time, their interactions becoming scarce.

When Wang Chunni engages in conversation with Tang Fei, she often reminisces about the early days of her arduous struggle in Chang'an City, all on her own.

Those days were arduous yet profoundly fulfilling. With her daughter by her side, she felt that she had everything; nothing else mattered.

Her phone still held her daughter's contact information, yet neither of them had mustered the initiative to make a call to the other.

A prolonged separation bred unexpected yearning. When they suddenly reconnected, both found themselves at a loss for words, leading to awkward silences that grew more frequent. Eventually, they ceased contact altogether.

Once so intimate, a bond that ran deep into one's bones could become estranged like strangers after just a few short years of separation.

In the adapted tale, a somewhat clichéd and melodramatic ending was added beyond the reality.

Perhaps, their relationship, like intersecting lines that once were inseparable but ultimately veered towards their own paths, would now fade into an inevitable and mundane separation.

But whenever Wang Chunni discusses these matters with Tang Fei, she can't help choking up. In her phone, her daughter's number is assigned a unique ringtone and has been set as a speed dial—by long pressing the volume key, she can instantly call her daughter.

She yearned to hear the chiming of her daughter's childhood voice calling "Mom," but it had been five years since that melody had last sounded.

She wished that in times of urgency, her daughter would instinctively turn to her first.

Yet, she couldn't intrude, for her daughter might not welcome her interference either.

Her daughter, now graduated from a prestigious university, was working in a renowned foreign corporation and had married a fine individual.

But she was not invited to the wedding; she learned of it afterwards from others. At that moment, it felt as if she had lost her daughter altogether.

Wang Chunni had already become a successful entrepreneur, ushering in transformative changes to her hometown. However, her lingering regret might be the loss of her daughter.

Yes, the one who was once her daughter is indeed thriving, very much alive. But that person is no longer her daughter; her daughter exists only in the echoes of memories past.

Wang Chunni ultimately couldn't hold back her tears, but she also felt utterly helpless.

Certain segments of the series mirror reality, where after Luo Qi returns home with her birth parents, they consistently, come holiday or festival, fabricate excuses to prevent Luo Qi from visiting Wang Zhuang Village to see Luo Chun. They pour their hearts into treating Luo Qi kindly, indulging her every whim, with the fervent hope that Luo Qi will settle comfortably into life at home.

Initially, frequent conversations were commonplace between Luo Chun and Luo Qi.

Every day, Luo Chun inquires, "Xiao Qi, how have you been lately?"

At that time, Luo Qi was actually eager to say that she wasn't doing well, that she missed her mother.

Yet, her biological parents were right there. She hesitated, remaining silent for a moment before she spoke softly, "Mom, I'm doing well."

Luo Chun: Have you grown accustomed to life over there?

Luo Qi: My parents are very kind to me, and I'm quite accustomed to it.

Luo Chun: Very well, that's good then.

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Yet, maintaining contact solely through lengthy phone calls, without being able to confide in each other, was trying. Moreover, her birth parents consistently impressed upon Luo Qi that their hearts were heavy with sorrow whenever she missed Luo Chun and the others.

Thus, it wouldn't be long into a conversation when Luo Qi would likely say, "Mom, I need to study now."

"Mom, a classmate invited me out."

"Mom, I'll hang up now, I need to take a shower."

"Mom, my phone has run out of battery."

Their conversations dwindled, and Luo Qi gradually became accustomed to turning down Luo Chun's advances.

And unless Luo Chun initiates contact, Luo Qi refrains from reaching out to her.

With the desire to let his daughter fully savor the joys of family life, Luo Chun decides to bury his longing deep within his heart, concealing it amidst the pages of old family photo albums, in the forgotten school uniform she once wore, the hair clips that adorned her locks, and even within the broken shell of her artificial cochlear implant, a symbol of a past challenge overcome.

When she missed her daughter, she would take them out to look at, hesitating repeatedly over the buttons to dial her daughter's number, before finally putting the phone down.

The beauty of what was once possessed grows more exquisite with the passing of time, yet she can no longer hold onto it.

Unburdened by family responsibilities, Luo Chun devoted herself entirely to the apple dehydration and dried fruit factory. Swiftly, she expanded operations to include a cold chain facility for fresh apple juice, branching out into apple cider, apple vinegar, and even apple-fermented yogurt.

These factories united to form the Wangzhuang Village Apple Group, encompassing the entire apple industry supply chain, from production to distribution, and together forged a recognizable brand name.

Luo Chun, having long endured the rigors of constant travel and late nights entertaining clients with alcohol on behalf of the factory, found her health deteriorating just as Luo Qi's pivotal college entrance exam drew near.

Glancing at the test results and the doctor's diagnosis, the four characters "advanced liver cancer" left one reeling with disbelief.

The doctor advised her to indulge in delicious food and drink, for her days were numbered.

Surgical intervention is no longer viable; the cancer has metastasized. The focus now shifts to palliative care, aiming to alleviate pain and, with dignity, prolong life for as long as possible with a reasonable quality of existence. This is the most optimal outcome we can strive for.

Luo Chun fell into a silence that lasted the whole day, taking that time to come to terms with this harsh reality.

Her life spanned little more than three decades, and as she recalled those years, she had been born with one leg missing. It wasn't until the age of eight that she learned to walk with crutches like a normal person, and at nine, she began attending elementary school alongside her younger brother.

Further along, upon meeting Luo Qi's elder brother, I spent two years living what felt like a blissful existence.

Encountering Luo Qi, nurturing her, raising her to maturity and ensuring her wellbeing, enabling Luo Qi to study and grow up normally in school—those over a decade of years spent by her side were the best days she had ever known.

If there was one regret in this life, it was that she didn't get to journey all the way to the end with her daughter.

Luo Chun didn't confide in anyone about her illness; instead, she ventured alone to find Luo Qi's residence.

She conferred with Luo Qi's birth parents, expressing her desire to send Luo Qi to sit for the national college entrance examination. Yearning to bestow her blessings upon her daughter one last time, she wished for Luo Qi's future to be filled with prosperity and success—a future she would not live to witness. At this pivotal moment in her daughter's life, she hoped to impart a lasting imprint of her love and support.

Perhaps she also wishes for her daughter to recall her with a multitude of memories.

"The college entrance exam is a major life event. You see, we only have this one daughter. We don't wish to be absent on her significant day."

"Ah, Mrs. Luo, you're still young. You can have more children in the future. There's no rush to send them off just yet."

Luo Qi's biological parents refused, implying in their words that she should offer up her own child for the marriage alliance instead of taking theirs.

Perhaps if she were to disclose her condition, there might still be a chance, but that would be an immoral imposition, asking too much of her.

Luo Qi's parents place great emphasis on the close bond she shares with her daughter.

This has affected the parent-child bond between them.

Disheartened, Luo Chun returned home. Despite not having been in contact with her daughter for over a year, she finally mustered the courage to dial the phone.

"Mom, I'm working on my assignments. I'll call you back once I'm done."

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Luo Chun lay awake in bed until seven o'clock the next morning, her hands clasped around her phone as she leaned against the headboard. Every ten minutes or so, she would check her phone, but there was no callback from Luo Qi.

As the date of the college entrance examination drew nearer, Luo Chun's health deteriorated further. She suddenly felt that Luo Qi's parents had been right in their objections. If she were to accompany Luo Qi in her current state, it might indeed affect Luo Qi's mindset going into the crucial exam.

On the day of the college entrance examination, Luo Qi was escorted to the test center by her parents. She turned back to wave at them, but her attention was suddenly drawn to a shadow lurking in the corner.

The morning sun cast its golden glow, elongating every shadow. In a corner, there was a silhouette pushing a wheelchair, and within it, a slender, elongated figure appeared somewhat peculiar.

Why would someone hide in the corner?

"Luo Qi, you're also at this exam venue? Wonderful, let's head in together." Luo Qi ran into a classmate and, accompanied by said classmate, they proceeded to enter the venue.

Luo Chun's frail figure emerged slowly from the corner, pushed by an attendant. She watched as her daughter, accompanied by her classmates, disappeared into the building, their backs illuminated by the radiant morning sun. Luo Chun observed this vibrant display of youth, a symbol of the brilliant dawn of her daughter's new chapter in life.

"Little Qi, do your best."

This was Luo Chun's final cheer for Luo Qi, encapsulating all the blessings she would ever have for her daughter in this one heartfelt encouragement.