You are the sweet that I can't hide

Chapter 2072 Extra Story into My Heart Sutra, Safe for the Rest of My Life 2
She can't.

She couldn't accept him leaving just like that.

Until today, when I saw this confession left by him, a heart-piercing pain hidden deep in my heart was like a sharp knife, stabbing upwards from the tailbone, directly piercing the heart.

She held Xiaoyu in her arms and wept bitterly.

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After a week, Concubine Huang didn't do anything, she just sat in Qiao Jinyang's study in a daze.

In the evening, I didn't go downstairs to eat.

Xia Wanshu and Shu Ge were very worried when they heard Xiaoyu called and told about this matter, so they came to Qiao's house several times.

Concubine Huang didn't see any guests, she just asked her servant to tell her that she was fine and just wanted to be quiet.

But Shu Ge could feel that her willpower seemed to be broken.

Previously, because Qiao Jinyang was going to have a funeral, she couldn't help but have time to be sad, so she acted calm and optimistic.

But now, everything has been sorted out, everything is over, the house is clean, the numbness fades away, and the real labor pains come in waves.

Belated grief will be even more painful.

The only thing Shu Ge was afraid of was that Concubine Huang lost her desire to live a good life because of Qiao Jinyang's departure, and she would live in such a muddle in the future.

But Concubine Huang didn't want to see anyone at the moment, so there was nothing she could do. Shu Ge could only tell Xiaoyu to keep an eye on her mother on weekdays, tell her grandparents immediately if anything happened, and then call herself and Xia Wanshu immediately.

……

Another normal night.

At dinner, Qiao Guolu and his wife looked at Concubine Huang's still empty seat, sighed, prepared a serving separately, and said:
"Xiaoyu, serve it to your mother."

Qiao Yuhuang hummed, took the tray and went upstairs, pushed open the door, and saw Concubine Huang still sitting in the study, hugging her knees, looking out the window.

"Mom, it's time to eat."

Concubine Huang came back to her senses, is it getting dark so soon?
He hummed: "Thank you, Xiaoyu. Let it go. Mom will eat later. You go down first and have dinner with grandparents."

Qiao Yuhuang pursed her lips: "Mom, I'll go down after eating with you."

"No, I don't want to eat now. Xiaoyu, be good, you go and eat by yourself first."

Qiao Yuhuang pursed her mouth, and finally her eyes were red: "Mom, don't be like this, Xiaoyu is very scared."

The son's trembling voice made Concubine Huang wake up suddenly, feeling a little guilty that she had indeed neglected her son these days.

Xiaoyu had to bear so many worries at such a young age, not only to digest the grief of his father's departure, but also to fear that his mother would be depressed and lose her fighting spirit.

She finally calmed down, pulled her son over, and comforted her softly: "Xiaoyu, mom just has a headache, so she doesn't want to eat. I'll eat later."

Only then was Qiao Yuhuang relieved, walked around behind Concubine Huang, and massaged her temples: "Xiaoyu will give you a massage."

From the time my father died to his departure, during the past two years, my mother occasionally suffered from migraines. After seeing a doctor, she said that she might be stressed and too nervous.

When the attack is severe, you need to take painkillers to suppress it.

When my father was around, every time my mother had a headache, he would sit on the bed and massage her head.

Now that Dad is gone, it is he who will complete the task instead of Dad.

Concubine Huang forced a smile: "Xiaoyu is so good." She said again: "Xiaoyu, mom is fine, you pour a glass of water for mom, I'll just take a painkiller."

Qiao Yuhuang nodded obediently, and immediately took the cup to the water dispenser in the corner, poured a glass of water, and brought it over.

Concubine Huang took a piece of ibuprofen, and after sitting for a while, her headache got better, so she tried her best to finish the meal under the watchful eyes of her son.

(End of this chapter)