God's Gift

"Is it only pain?" Yu Youyou, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke. She raised her eyes to look at Xiaoou, her dark eyes flashing with watery light. As if she refused to believe it, she repeated again:

"Does a child only bring pain to a mother?"

As soon as Yu Youyou spoke, Lu Keming could tell something was wrong with her. He turned sideways to look at Yu Youyou, and after seeing her expression, he frowned slightly.

Why is Youyou sad?

This was the first time Lu Keming saw Yu Youyou with such a sad expression. This might be because Xiaoou reminded Youyou of her own mother.

"Of course not." Lu Keming thought for a few seconds and answered Yu Youyou's question first.

He walked up to Xiaoou, looked down at her, and said in a somewhat harsh voice:

“It is superficial to attribute all of a mother’s love to hormones.”

Xiaoou's eyes moved slightly, but her gaze still avoided Lu Keming. There seemed to be a hint of confusion in her dark and round eyes.

Lu Keming half-knelt down, he held Yu Youyou's cold hand, rubbed her hand slowly in his palm, stared into Yu Youyou's watery eyes, and said sincerely:

"There are many mothers in this world who are looking forward to their children's arrival even before they appear."

"Their love precedes the emergence of oxytocin."

Although Lu Keming didn't know Youyou's mother, he could see the mother's love for Youyou from all the descriptions Youyou gave her mother.

"They will love their children whether those so-called hormones exist or not."

Yu Youyou's brain was still dizzy. With her heart pounding, the world was in chaos. Only Lu Keming's voice became clearer and clearer.

In the world that was gradually shaking and collapsing, he called her softly.

Yu Youyou stared at Lu Keming in a daze and asked, "Really?"

Lu Keming answered without hesitation: "Of course."

Seeing the two of them looking at each other, Ye Li shifted his gaze to look at Xiaoou, "Your mother must have made all the preparations. She is waiting for your birth with love."

“There is no should or shouldn’t in love.”

"So what if it's love?" Xiaoou turned to look at the seagull wind chime hanging on the windowsill, "Love won't eliminate pain."

Ye Li sighed softly: "Maybe your mother doesn't care?"

She could see that the child was extremely intelligent, and that at this age he had such depth of thought that he was already beyond most people in the world.

But things will turn into the opposite extreme, and wisdom will inevitably be harmed when it is too extreme.

Ye Li sighed and could only advise: "These are not things you should consider as a child. Don't take them too seriously."

After hearing what Ye Li said, Xiaoou was silent for a long time. When everyone thought she had figured it out, she suddenly smiled and looked at Ye Li:

"I can't help but care."

"She has endured too much pain because of me."

Ye Li, who knew nothing about this, subconsciously asked: "What?

"She lost her husband and her legs. And all of this was because of me." Xiaoou raised her wrist and showed the scar on it:

"I am the disaster itself."

"I was conceived with love by my mother, and I am the calamity of her life."

Yu Youyou suddenly turned her head to look at Xiaoou, and her eyes looked down at the dense scars on Xiaoou's wrist. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end she could only close her mouth again in vain.

“Everyone who gets close to me becomes unfortunate, with illness and disaster haunting them like a shadow, and my mother, who is closest to me, is the one I hurt the most.”

"No...it's not because of you." After a long silence, Yu Youyou finally spoke, her voice dull, "Those were just accidents."

"That has nothing to do with you..."

Yu Youyou's voice became smaller and smaller, and she actually couldn't be sure.

Disasters would only occur due to the will of the master, but Xiao Ou is still too young, and she may not be able to control the power of disasters.

Lu Keming looked at Yu Youyou's self-blaming expression and immediately guessed what Yu Youyou was thinking. He lowered his eyes, rubbing his knuckles, looking a little anxious.

"If it was just an accident, if it was just an accident..." Xiaoou kept repeating Yu Youyou's words, her lips began to tremble, and her voice gradually rose, "If it was just an accident, then why is Mommy dying!"

She was breathing rapidly, her chest heaving, and it was the first time she showed such an excited expression in front of Yu Youyou.

Yu Youyou's eyes froze, and she said in astonishment: "How did you know?"

"When I left, my mother wasn't as thin as she is now."

"She was wearing a wig when we met that day."

"And..." Xiaoou's hands trembled with excitement, "She also put on makeup. She never wore makeup before."

"I've read a lot of books, and I know it very well."

Xiaoou gradually hugged her head and curled up into a ball: "It's been less than half a year, and she has lost so much weight. She must have lost a lot of hair and her complexion is not good... This must be some kind of cancer."

Yu Youyou listened to Xiaoou's question with a look of confusion on her face, and did not answer immediately.

Lu Keming also remained silent. He had not expected this child to be so smart. Su Yun tried his best to hide it, but she saw through it at a glance.

"Before I left, Mom was always coughing, and sometimes she even coughed up blood...so it should be lung cancer." Xiaoou looked in the direction of Yu Youyou. Although she tried her best to control it, the muscles on her face were still trembling.

"No wonder you asked me what lung cancer was last time."

Yu Youyou couldn't answer. Her gaze remained on Xiaoou for a long time, with a dull pain hidden in the depths of her eyes.

She looked at Xiaoou's cheeks which were flushed due to her rapid breathing, the tears sliding down the corners of her eyes, and her panicked and helpless look.

Yu Youyou wanted to say something, but she felt as if she had swallowed the waste fuel from a shipwreck on the seabed again. Until now, the fuel seemed to be still stuck in her throat. The strong bitter taste spread in her throat, constantly irritating her nasal cavity.

After a long time, Yu Youyou finally heard the dry voice coming out of her own throat:

"Yes."

After getting the answer, Xiaoou stopped talking. She turned her head to look at the quilt covering her body and slowly calmed her breathing.

Yu Youyou lowered her eyes and said hesitantly, "So this is why you don't want to go back."

"My mother has a terminal illness, and I am the focus of her illness." Xiaoou's eyes were still on the quilt. Her voice returned to calmness, and she spoke slowly:

"The blood in my body is a curse. I am a cursed person who will only bring endless disasters."

Xiaoou looked at the scar on his wrist and said, "It's good to stay here. I will never hurt anyone again because of this blood."

"So I..." Yu Youyou's smile was a little forced, "So this blood brought you misfortune."