Chapter 96 If Dad forgot her, it wouldn't be so bad.
Lin Qu nodded without saying anything more. After thanking Wang Yao, he took the lunchbox and went back to his room.

Little Crescent Moon, however, glanced at the aunt named Wang Yao as she followed her father back into the house, her eyes filled with a thoughtful expression.

Back inside, Lin Qu opened his lunchbox. It was full of rice, a braised fish, vegetables, braised pork...

It smelled delicious, and the dishes were plentiful; it didn't look like too much had been made at all.

Lin Qu stared at the lunchboxes for a long time, seemingly lost in thought, before finally picking up his chopsticks.

Wang Yao is a very good cook, and her dishes are very delicious. Little Crescent Moon doesn't know how many times this aunt has delivered lunchboxes to her father; it seems like it's been more than once.

The proportions seem to be just right.

Finally, Lin Qu finished all the food and washed the lunchbox thoroughly.

Little Crescent Moon stayed with her father until he finished washing up and lay down in bed.

Lin Qu looked tenderly at the clay doll on the bedside table, as if looking through it at his own daughter.

"Little Crescent Moon, goodnight," he said gently, his remaining half of his forearm stroking the clay doll. Little Crescent Moon, who was attached to the clay doll, felt it and was slightly dazed, almost instantly transported to the past.

In the past, her father would do the same thing. When it was time for her to go to sleep at night, he would stroke her hair and say goodnight to her.

Little Crescent Moon's heart was suddenly touched, and a sudden pain welled up in her heart.

She knew it from the moment she saw the clay doll during the day, and from the moment her father gave a clay doll to the little girl who also had the nickname Crescent Moon.

Her father has not forgotten her.

She should have been happy that her father hadn't forgotten her.

What children fear most is being abandoned and forgotten by their parents.

Although Little Crescent Moon is more mature now, she was only 5 years old when she died. Even after 8 years, she still doesn't want to be reincarnated and her heart is still filled with thoughts of her parents.

But now, Little Crescent Moon suddenly thought that it wouldn't be so bad if her father forgot about her.

At least Dad can start a new life, instead of like he is now, earning money but donating it all, and staying in this small, dark house.

Today, Little Crescent Moon watched her father's entire day's activities.

She felt that her father's life was very dull, like a soulless walking corpse. He had never forgotten her. He set up a stall to sell clay figurines for her, and he donated money for her. At night, he treated this clay doll as if it were her...

It seems that Dad no longer has his own life; now it seems that he lives only for her.

When Xiaoyueya saw on her phone after her father fell asleep that he had gone to the bone marrow center for matching, she couldn't hold back her tears and they flowed silently down her cheeks.

Seven years ago, my father went to the bone marrow center to get a match. Once someone's bone marrow is a match for his, he will donate it free of charge.

At this moment, Little Crescent Moon could no longer hold back.

She knew why her father did this.

Back then, when she was hospitalized with leukemia, she spent those six months waiting for a suitable bone marrow donor.

Unfortunately, he never got to see it.

Dad went to get a bone marrow match, perhaps hoping that one day his bone marrow could help someone in need. Just in case, just in case, someone is a match.

After all, every additional person who matches a donation means one more hope, right?

If, by chance, the patient is a match, and the father donates bone marrow, allowing that person to regain their health, at least one vibrant life can be continued, and at least one family will not be broken apart.

but……

Daddy, Little Crescent feels sorry for you.

You should think more about yourself.

You should start a new life, even if you forget about Little Crescent Moon, it doesn't matter.

Little Crescent Moon knows that her father loves her, and that's enough for her.

The night was dark and quiet.

In the quiet of the night, it started to rain without us even realizing it. At first, it was just a light drizzle, but then the rain grew heavier and heavier.

Lin Qu, who was asleep, was also awakened by the sound of rain. He soon saw that it was raining heavily outside and drizzling inside.

However, he seemed to have anticipated this.

After seeing that the clay doll by the bedside was alright, he quickly got up and grabbed basins, buckets, and various containers to catch the rainwater leaking from the house.

After working for a while, he finally lay back down on the bed.

It's a bit strange, though, that the roof of the bungalow, right in front of his bed, was leaking.

Although it's not a large amount, it does drip a little bit occasionally.

but now……

Lin Qu looked at the dry bed; there wasn't a single trace of raindrops on it.

Was it repaired last time?

If the house leaks, Lin Qu will naturally repair it.

He had lived in this house for several years and repaired it many times, but it still leaked every time it rained.

Once this spot is fixed, move on to the next leaky spot.

Lin Qu had considered moving to another place, but this place was the cheapest.

Since the bed wasn't wet by raindrops, Lin Qu fell silent.

After confirming that the clay doll by his bedside was alright, he lay down and quickly fell asleep again.

What Lin Qu didn't know was that in a dimension he couldn't see.

Little Crescent Moon used her soul to plug the leak in the bed.

Little Crescent Moon thought, "Before, my parents always sheltered me from the wind and rain, but now..."

She's still quite young, so let her protect her father from the wind and rain, even if it's just to let him get a good night's sleep.

The heavy rain washed over the city. Someone was awakened by the rain in the night, opened the window, stood by the window, and looked at the torrential rain, lost in thought, perhaps longing for something. The pitch-black night and the downpour blurred the person's appearance and figure...

The next day, the heavy rain that lasted all night finally stopped.

The sky broke into daylight, radiating brilliant light. It was another beautiful sunny day. If it weren't for the fact that the place was still damp, who would have thought that it had rained all night?

After washing up, Lin Qu ate breakfast at a breakfast shop on the street corner, and then took his drawer full of clay figurines and modeling clay to the small park, the place where he often set up his stall.

Little Crescent Moon stayed by her father's side, just like yesterday.

In the past, when she was little, she also helped her father set up a stall.

only……

Back then, my father still had both hands and was very talkative.

Even as a little girl, she would use her innocent words to help her father attract customers.

but now……

My father got used to silence, as if he had lost all his vitality, and just like that, day after day, until he grew old.

She was no longer able to help her father greet the guests, and her father didn't even know that she was by his side.

Little Crescent Moon held a clay doll in her hand, looking somewhat downcast.

Just then, she seemed to see a gaze fall on her, a gaze that carried a strange familiarity.

She looked up and saw someone she knew intimately, someone etched in her heart.

Almost the instant she saw the person clearly, her eyes welled up with tears…

(End of this chapter)

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