Bai Xiaoru continued to rock.

Every time she rocked, it was like a sharp knife stabbing hard at her heart.

Blood, instantly, gushed out.

As she was rocking, the child fell asleep gradually.

When she watched the child's sleeping face, Bai Xiaoru's eyes misted with water.

Fortunately, it was just a child.

He could not feel the grief yet.

After a short period of sadness, he could still sleep peacefully.

Unlike her, who, after such a parting, would have to suffer the pain of a broken heart forever, until she died!

Bai Xiaoru carried the baby to the bedroom.

She placed the child on the bed and sat next to him, gazing at his sleeping face.

She looked so intently that she did not even blink her eyelashes.

...

Time went by.

Old Mrs. Qiao was getting impatient.

She asked the maid to hurry Bai Xiaoru, but was checked by Qin Xiaorou.

Qin Xiaorou said softly, "Old Mrs. Qiao, after the separation, they probably won’t see each other anymore, so let them spend more time together."

When Old Mrs. Qiao thought of Bai Xiaoru's tearful face, she could not bear it, either.

So, they waited for several more hours and it was getting dark.

Old Mrs. Qiao knew she had to take the child away anyway .

...

The bedroom door was pushed open.

The maid appeared, "Miss Bai, Old Mrs. Qiao is urging you outside."

Bai Xiaoru's body swayed.

She wiped her eyes and then nodded, "Go out and tell the old lady that I'll be right out."

After the maid left, Bai Xiaoru looked at the bed again.

The child was still sleeping.

Perhaps the child had sensed something wrong, so he was not willing to endure the great pain of separation and he slept for a long time.

Bai Xiaoru's hand held out and touched the child's soft, smooth face as she murmured, "Baby, you are leaving. We may never see each other again. Mummy will miss you, forever."

"After mummy leaves you, you must live well and happily. You have Qin Xiaorou as your mother and Qiao Palace as your backer, your life will be prosperous in the future. My son, mummy will miss you, but you must forget mummy and never remember that there is a mother like me."

"Mummy is a humble person. You will only suffer if you follow me. Going back to Qiao Palace is the right path for you. That's why mummy is giving you to Qiao Palace. Please understand me. Mummy only wants you to be well and happy."

"Son, mummy doesn't want you to become a second me, to be as humble as dirt for the rest of your life, to be trampled on by others."

After finishing her sentence, Bai Xiaoru sniffled.

Her eyes were red, but she did not shed any more tears.

Bai Xiaoru stood up and took a notebook out of the drawer. She cast a glance at the child and then walked out of the bedroom with determination.

...

"Mrs. Qiao, this book records all the habits of the child. Please take it and look through it when you have time. Thank you."

Qin Xiaorou took the notebook from Bai Xiaoru's hand.

She opened the book. It was densely filled with beautiful handwriting.

From when the child drank milk, how many times he woke up in the night, to the number of times he drank water, it was all recorded in detail.

A strong mother's love leapt off the page.

Qin Xiaorou was touched.

She promised Bai Xiaoru.