Addiction sets in at night; even the abstinent older man has fallen for it.

After listening to the host's words, the little girl asked Mu Tiantian, "Pretty sister, can you sing 'A Perfect Night for Flowers and a Full Moon'?"

Mu Tian Sweet Dessert.

There was a time when I really enjoyed listening to this song.

This song is quite old, I didn't expect that such a young girl would know it.

This fun part is that children can freely request songs on site, and the invited singers can sing them, or the children can ask the adults in the audience to sing.

Judging from the host's tone, the most important thing in this segment is for the children to be happy.

It was originally held for children.

Mu Tiantian felt there were too many people and didn't really want to sing.

For people with social anxiety, singing in front of so many people is quite difficult.

But when she met the little girl's pleading eyes, she couldn't bear to refuse her.

The mother sitting next to the little girl noticed Mu Tiantian's predicament, smiled apologetically, and then gently comforted her daughter, "Youyou, don't make things difficult for the pretty older sister. Let's see what songs the other children want to hear, and then we'll listen to them too, okay?"

Although the little girl's gaze towards Mu Tiantian still held onto hope, she obediently nodded.

Her mother patted her head and praised her gently, "Youyou is such a good girl."

Seeing her daughter's small head completely shaved and only able to wear a hat, the woman felt heartbroken.

My daughter used to have beautiful, thick, black hair. But after she was diagnosed with leukemia and underwent chemotherapy, her hair fell out more and more each time, until finally she had to shave it off.

She suppressed the urge to cry, touched her daughter's face, and then simply picked her up from the wheelchair and held her in her arms, wanting to let her daughter feel the best maternal love in the last moments of her life.

Singers have already come out to liven up the atmosphere on the small stage in the middle.

Everyone was looking at the singer, but Mu Tiantian's gaze remained fixed on the little girl and her mother.

He witnessed the interaction between the mother and daughter.

She could see the girl's mother's sadness.

The sadness was so obvious that it seemed to envelop the whole person.

She knew this kind of sadness all too well.

She saw too much during her mother's hospitalization.

It seems the little girl's condition is very serious.

She convinced herself that she would give the little girl a surprise later, and she had to sing the little girl's favorite song no matter what.

A little boy started requesting songs; his voice was a bit childish. He said he wanted to listen to "Listen to Mom."

The singer began to sing.

When the song reached its climax, the parents clapped along with their children in perfect unison.

Mu Tiantian hummed along, singing the line "Listen to your mother's words," and her mind recalled the scene of Jiang Hui taking her to the market when she was a child.

The happiest thing in the countryside is going to the market, where you can buy pretty clothes and delicious food.

Jiang Hui held her hand tightly at all times, never letting go for a second.

At that time, she could sense that Jiang Hui was very afraid of losing her.

This is a realization that every qualified mother should have.

Only by keeping your child in your hand at all times and within your sight can you prevent accidents from happening.

If her biological mother had held her hand at the service area back then, even if she had argued fiercely with her biological father, she wouldn't have lost her.

She wasn't Jiang Hui's biological daughter, yet Jiang Hui always put her first.

Love is not just about words, but about actions.

People are cautious because they are afraid of losing something.

Jiang Hui would also teach her to keep her distance from men, whether they were old or young, or of the same age, and not to get too close.

Jiang Hui wouldn't let her go over to play alone if there was a man in the next room.

Jiang Hui protected her very well.

She was truly grateful that Jiang Hui had given her such a clean and healthy environment to grow up in.

Unfortunately, Jiang Hui is not her biological mother.

Thinking like that is unfair to your own mother.

A wave of guilt washed over her, and she glanced sideways at Jiang Hui.

As if by telepathy, Jiang Hui also turned her head to look over at the same time.

The moment their eyes met, they both smiled.

Jiang Hui felt this was a wonderful feeling, experiencing the warmth of being a mother for the first time.

However, thinking about Mu Tiantian's absent-minded appearance just now, she couldn't help but wonder what her daughter was thinking at that moment.

He must be missing Jiang Hui!

No need to guess.

I wonder how long it will take for me to replace Jiang Hui in my daughter's heart.

Perhaps it can never be replaced.

If we don't bring Jiang Hui to live with our daughter, our daughter will always miss Jiang Hui.

However, if she brought Jiang Hui to live with her daughter, she was afraid that she would often be jealous.

This is truly a headache and a frustrating problem.

After the song ended, she leaned towards Mu Tiantian and asked, half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Daughter, will you listen to your mother?"

Mu Tiantian dislikes answering questions that involve moral blackmail.

Jiang Hui had never asked that question, nor would she ever.

Jiang Hui knew that she would definitely listen to her mother.

Instead of answering directly, she gave a charming and playful reply, "Mom, I'm not a child anymore..."

Xia Guiying felt a little embarrassed and also regretted asking the question.

She didn't want her daughter to think she was the kind of mother who exerted pressure and liked to morally blackmail her.

She patted Mu Tiantian's head and said, "In Mom's heart, you can always be a child who never grows up."

A warm feeling welled up in Mu Tiantian's heart once again.

My biological mother is definitely a good mother, but I've been away from her for too long, so it's inevitable that I'll be a little anxious.

Listening to the heartwarming conversation between the mother and daughter, Grandpa Qin smiled with a mixture of relief and emotion.

He also thought of his mother, who had died many years ago.

Thinking about it makes me feel especially warm and nostalgic.

The little girl with leukemia looked up at her mother and said obediently, "Mom, I will listen to you."

To avoid worrying her mother, she would endure the pain and not let herself cry.

The girl's mother hugged her tightly, gently rocked her, and kissed her on the forehead. "Our Youyou is the most obedient."

God is so cruel. Why can't such a good daughter grow up healthy?

Other parents also hugged their children tightly, deeply moved.

Everyone was very emotional, except for Ling Jieyu.

He was most afraid of this kind of part, feeling it was a bit too sentimental.

But he was even more afraid of separation by death.

His gaze fell on the little girl with leukemia.

This little girl is the weakest-looking child among them.

She was so thin she looked like a dried-up corpse. Even from a distance, under the night light, her face was still frighteningly pale, making people feel sorry for her.

I can't bear to see such a scene.

He turned around to go back to his car to rest, but he bumped into Qin Dongyang who had just arrived.

Qin Dongyang rushed over after get off work and couldn't help but smile happily when he saw Ling Jieyu. "Ayu, you got off work so early?"

Ling Jieyu replied somewhat awkwardly, "I finished work early."

"Ah Yu, I think you're in a hurry to come to the hospital to be with Ruohan, aren't you?!" Qin Dongyang teased, his eyes carrying a hint of ambiguity.