Chapter 408: There Is No Woman Who Hates Her Child Without Reason, The Buried Truth
Chapter 408: There Is No Woman Who Hates Her Child Without Reason, The Buried Truth
Qian Renxue’s fingertips dug deep into her palms, and the tiny veins on the back of her hands bulged slightly from the force.
Lin Qingmo’s words, "You should go ask her yourself," felt like a needle piercing the most vulnerable part of her heart.
Ask?
How could she ask?
She had left Spirit Hall at the age of nine and had been lurking in the Heaven Dou Empire for so many years that she hadn’t even had the chance to see that woman.
Moreover, even if they were to meet, would that woman even look at her properly?
"You won’t understand."
Qian Renxue’s voice was hoarse and hurried, as if she were speaking to Lin Qingmo, and yet also as if she were speaking to herself.
"I hate her."
"I have known since I was little that the way she looks at me is different from how she looks at others."
"It’s not strictness, it’s not expectation; it’s disgust, the purest disgust!"
"She loathes my existence."
"How could a mother who loathes her daughter die to save me?"
She stopped abruptly here.
Because she realized she had said something she couldn’t even justify to herself.
She claimed to hate Bibi Dong, yet her heart was shaken by the news that Bibi Dong would die for her.
If she truly hated her to the bone, she should think that she "deserved to die," rather than repeatedly asking Lin Qingmo if this was true.
Lin Qingmo, of course, heard it too.
However, he did not intend to make an issue of this for the time being.
He had already seized the initiative in this conversation.
He changed to a more comfortable seating position and tapped his fingers lightly on the table.
"Let me change the question."
"You hate Bibi Dong; what exactly do you hate about her?"
"What behavior? What attitude? Which incident do you hate her for?"
"Since you know the future, how could you not know why I hate her?" Qian Renxue retorted.
"What I know is from the story. You are the Young Lord of Spirit Hall, granddaughter of Qian Daoliu, who harbored deep resentment because your mother, Bibi Dong, ignored you since childhood, eventually leading to a falling out between mother and daughter."
Lin Qingmo spread his hands.
"But that is a story."
"This is reality."
"Stories will tell you the ending, but they won’t tell you the process."
"I am asking about the real Qian Renxue now, your true thoughts."
"..."
The fluctuations in Qian Renxue’s golden eyes gradually settled.
In their place was some deeper memory that had been suppressed at the bottom of her heart for a long time.
"Since I can remember, she has never held me."
"She never sang to me, never sat by my bed waiting for me to fall asleep."
"I called her Mother, and she wouldn’t even respond."
"Later, Grandfather told me that she would not allow me to stay by her side and handed me over to be raised."
"Many people know I am her daughter, but only I know that she has never treated me as a daughter."
She paused, her throat moving slightly: "Later, I took the initiative to follow Grandfather to the Heaven Dou Empire to lurk, and I’ve been gone for nearly ten years."
"She has never written me a single letter, nor has she ever sent anyone to bring me a message."
"I have been disguised as another man in this city for over ten years, and she has not come to see me once."
Lin Qingmo listened quietly, then said a very simple sentence.
"You feel that she doesn’t love you, is that it?"
"Not just unloved, it’s loathing!"
Qian Renxue’s eyelashes trembled violently; this sentence was more direct than any accusation she had voiced herself.
"And then?"
"If it were just that, the extent of your hatred for her would at most be ’resentment.’"
"It is normal for a child to resent a mother for not doting on them."
"But you hate her to the point where you don’t even want to acknowledge her name; you just called her ’that woman’ earlier."
Lin Qingmo leaned forward slightly.
"There is another key figure in the rift between you: Hu Liena."
Hearing this name, Qian Renxue’s expression changed abruptly.
If her eyes were full of pain and confusion when Bibi Dong was mentioned just now, then at this moment, when Hu Liena was mentioned, there was a hint of straightforward, undisguised unwillingness and jealousy in her eyes.
"Heh, that’s right."
Qian Renxue’s voice suddenly calmed down, calm to the point of being deliberate.
"Golden Generation of Spirit Hall, Charming FoxSpirit."
"That woman poured a great deal of effort and expectation into her, teaching her personally, encouraging her with gentle words."
"When I was six years old, I snuck into the side corridor of the Supreme Pontiff Palace and saw her teaching Hu Liena how to use her Spirit Ability."
"She bent down, placed her hand on Hu Liena’s shoulder, and said to her with an expression I had never seen before, ’Well done, Nana.’"
"It was a look that could almost be called tender."
She recounted this without expression, her tone as steady as if she were reciting a document.
But her fingers were trembling.
"Treating her own only biological daughter like an enemy, yet treating an unrelated disciple as if she were her own."
"Lin Qingmo, you tell me, with a mother like this, how do you expect me to believe she would come to save me in the end?"
Qian Renxue’s expression as she looked at Lin Qingmo was already somewhat hysterical.
Lin Qingmo did not answer immediately.
Just when Qian Renxue thought he intended to avoid this question, he suddenly changed the direction of the topic.
"Qian Renxue, you hate her for loathing you, hate her for treating Hu Liena better than you, hate her for not treating you as a daughter even though she is your mother."
"I have understood all of this."
"I have also found the source of your loathing and hatred for Bibi Dong."
"But have you ever thought about one question—why does she loathe you?"
"Have you tried to search for the source of this question?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Qian Renxue suddenly paused.
Qian Renxue’s brows furrowed.
She truly hadn’t.
Since she was little, she had accepted and digested the fact that "Mother loathes me."
Then, she built a thick wall of resentment upon this fact.
She built this wall higher than the Supreme Pontiff Palace, and after she finished building it, she never looked at the other side of the wall again.
As for why her mother loathed her, she presumed it was because she wasn’t good enough.
As for other possibilities, she had never dug deeper.
"What are you trying to say?"
There was a hint of nervousness in Qian Renxue’s voice that she herself hadn’t noticed.
"Even as a daughter, you have reasons to hate her."
"Then, could there not be any reason for her to loathe you?"
Lin Qingmo reminded her: "Have you ever thought that perhaps there is a more complicated hidden story behind your mother loathing you than you imagine?"
Qian Renxue’s fingers curled slightly on the table, forming an unsteady fist.
This question touched upon a blind spot in her thinking that she had never touched before.
She was stunned for several seconds, staring fixedly at Lin Qingmo, her lips moving slightly.
"What do you mean?"
"What exactly do you know?"
Lin Qingmo’s few words had shaken her mind.
Could it be that there really was some hidden reason for that woman, Bibi Dong, to loathe her?
"I do know some things."
Lin Qingmo shrugged noncommittally.
"The reason she loathes you is more complicated than you imagine."
"Complicated enough that saying it out loud would change all your perceptions of her?"
"Are you truly prepared to accept this information?"
Qian Renxue’s first instinct was to want to know the truth.
However, seeing Lin Qingmo’s serious expression, her heart tightened, and she actually felt a hint of fear.
(End of Chapter)
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