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"Wife, don't be sad. You think she suffered, but that's from your perspective. However, for her, she was quite happy. She was cherished by family, lived simply, and had loved, hated, and experienced pain passionately. For a lifetime, that's actually enough."
Qiao Chutian consoled.
Hearing this, Mai Xiaomai felt a bit comforted.
Yes, for those with simple thoughts, they cannot be measured by the eyes of the external world.
Huang Wanrong was always immersed in her own world, enacting the passionate love in her heart.
This, actually, is not bad either!
"Wife, since Mom has said goodbye to you in your dreams, she wants you to move past this gloom and hopes you won't be influenced by her. She wants you to live well. This is the wish of those who have passed for the living, rather than being trapped in endless mourning. Wife, have you ever heard of such a legend?"
"What legend?"
