"Mom!" Seeing the tears and pain in Li Wan's eyes, Su Qing knew her mother had finally, completely awakened and had very likely recovered her memories.
"Yes," Li Wan sobbed, nodding. She grabbed Su Qing's hand, her eyes drinking in the sight of her daughter's face.
To Li Wan, the past several years had been a chaotic blur. She had no memory of her own experiences during that time, but she remembered the harm and schemes Li Aiguo had subjected her to after she left Lihua Village. She had wanted to escape but couldn't. All she could do was helplessly feel her consciousness slip away day by day. When she finally sank completely into the haze, she thought she would never see Su Qing again.
The thought of Su Qing having to face the world alone at such a young age, the thought that the Old Su Family might mistreat her, the thought that Su Qing must have believed her mother had abandoned her—it was all a heart-wrenching, unbearable pain for Li Wan, and she had been utterly powerless.
