Perhaps it was a manifestation of deep obsession, but after learning the news that Lu Wensheng was not dead, Madame Lu miraculously began to improve.
The fifth year after Lu Wensheng left, Madame Lu waited earnestly every day, hoping she would return.
The sixth year, Madame Lu tried every means possible to ask everyone who knew Lu Wensheng what she liked to eat and what she liked to wear.
The seventh year, Madame Lu discarded and burned everything belonging to Lu Erya, replacing them with things Lu Wensheng liked.
...
The tenth year after Lu Wensheng left, she still had not returned.
...
The fifteenth year, Madame Lu had still not received any word of Lu Wensheng.
...
The twentieth year, Madame Lu still had not waited for her daughter’s return.
...
Time passed year by year.
Lying on her hospital bed, Madame Lu stared wide-eyed at the dark wind and rain outside the window. Though her mind was clouded, she kept mumbling repeatedly, "Open the door. It’s Shengsheng’s birthday. If the door is closed, she will... she won’t be able to see..."
The person standing by the bed looked at the white-haired old woman, silent for a moment, then sighed softly and walked over to open the door.
A biting, bone-chilling wind rushed in instantly.
Madame Lu on the bed did not feel the cold; instead, she gazed longingly out the window and smiled. "The door is open. When Shengsheng comes back, she will be able to see the cake..."
There was no Lu Erya.
There was no one else.
There was only the cake …
Chapter 504