Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Then I’ll make a move first. Eat quickly. I’s getting cold!” Huo Tian reminded and left.
After Huo Tian left, Bai Ran sat at the dining table. However, she could not summon up any desire to eat at the table.
She took a few bites to replenish her energy and returned to bed.
Bai Ran lay on the bed. The more she thought about it, the more confused she became. She was bored and felt frustrated.
She could no longer understand her heart. Where should it belong?
Chen Chen?
This was the first name that came to her mind.
Forget it. That jerk could never let go of Hu Wan.
Bai Ran’s heart was immediately filled with anger and disappointment.
He already had Hu Wan, and she was just a third party who had not gotten a divorce yet!
For some reason, she thought of Yu Xuan again. She should be very angry now, right? However, Bai Ran felt a little tired. She really did not want to contact her. Instead, she felt relaxed, as if she enjoyed the short few hours she was gone.
Unable to sleep, Bai Ran decided to get up and tidy the room.
She had been out for quite a few days. When she returned, she had not packed since her legs were inconvenient. Bai Ran could not take it anymore.
Bai Ran held the broom and carefully moved to sweep the bedroom.
At this moment, Bai Ran’s gaze landed on a corner beside a cabinet and she stood there in a daze.
There were many things left behind by her mother in the past. Bai Ran was very afraid of thinking about her. When her mother passed away, she had only casually placed these things in a corner. From then on, Bai Ran had never dared to touch this corner.
For some reason, when she saw these dusty boxes today, she suddenly missed her mother very much. She also felt that it had been so long, and it was time to face it properly.
Therefore, she decided to tidy up her mother’s belongings.
Bai Ran opened the box and took out all the things. They were all clothes from when she was alive. They were ordinary, but they made Bai Ran extremely sad.
When she saw these familiar clothes, it was as if her mother was wearing them. She sat beside her and touched her head. “Ran Ran, you have to be fine here!”
As she thought about this, Bai Ran’s tears fell.
Bai Ran wiped her tears and continued to tidy up. Her mother had already passed away, and she had to face all of this forcefully.
Soon, she flipped to a red box. It was very exquisite with golden threads embedded on it, forming an exquisite and complicated Chinese design.
In the middle were these words: “We will always be of the same heart.”
Bai Ran brushed off the dust on it and slowly opened the box.
Inside was a golden bracelet with exquisite workmanship. The flower carving on it was very luxurious, and the ancient technique was made very meticulously. However, there were already many traces of time between the cracks. They were faint black in color, but they were clearly pure gold. One only
needed to wash them for them to look brand new.
Bai Ran instantly felt like crying again. This bracelet had a history.
‘When she was young, her mother always wore this bracelet no matter what. It was bright and looked very good on her wrist.
At that time, Bai Ran was still a little girl and liked such shiny things. She asked her mother, “Mom, what is this? Can you give it to me?”
Her mother smiled slightly and said, “This is a love token your father gave me when I was dating him. It cost tens of thousands of yuan!”
‘When her mother said this, there was complete pride on her face. Such a bracelet and such a price were sufficient to prove how much she was valued in that era. More importantly, this was also given to her by the person she loved.
However, Bai Ran did not notice that after her mother said this, a faint sadness rose in her eyes.
How could the little Bai Ran care so much about her emotions? She did not know how much these tens of thousands of yuan was, nor did she know what a love token meant. She only felt that she wanted to have such a beautiful thing.
Many times, Bai Ran would ask, “Mom, I like this too. Can you give it to me?”
Her mother always smiled and shook her head. “Ran Ran, I can’t give it to you. This is my most important thing. I have to keep it well.”
However, after a while, her mother would continue, “But when Mom passes away, it will be Ran Ran’s. No one can take it away!”
Thinking of this, Bai Ran was already in tears.
Although the bracelet was precious, she was her mother’s most precious treasure..
