[ Her mother's wrist is warm because she was just talking to her before! But the pulse... It's faint with too long of a pause between each beat.
She's dying. Her last moment is near. There's a finality of it all, how her mother stills in this bed, how she doesn't react to her daughter's call, and how she's slowly drifting away. This was the last thing she wanted to do to Jiuqing. There was so much she wanted to tell her.
There's only silence. What will Jiuqing do? What can she do? ]
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She's dying. Her last moment is near. There's a finality of it all, how her mother stills in this bed, how she doesn't react to her daughter's call, and how she's slowly drifting away. This was the last thing she wanted to do to Jiuqing. There was so much she wanted to tell her.
There's only silence. What will Jiuqing do? What can she do? ]