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Jing Jiaren was teaching Sun how to draw in the studio. She was holding a pen in her left hand, but she couldn't draw smoothly.

The paint dripped heavily onto the paper in a long strip...

Jing Jiaren's hand loosened and the pen fell to the ground.

SUN looked at her curiously: "Is the queen's hand uncomfortable?"

"Maybe you're too tired. Can you draw it yourself?" Jing Jiaren rubbed her knuckles and dictated instructions to him.

Recently, not only has my right hand become inoperable, but my legs have also started to suffer from frequent numbness.

Jing Jiaren had another attack of the disease the night before. Fortunately, she had prepared a sedative in advance. When the attack occurred, she gave herself an injection, which made her faint and no longer feel the pain.

"It's so difficult. SUN doesn't like painting." SUN covered his face with his little hands and said sadly, "I don't want to learn anymore."

"You have nothing to do every day, you might as well learn something special... SUN, you are a genius, but geniuses will become ordinary people if they don't learn. Do you still remember the story your mother told you?"

“╭(╯^╰)╮”

Jing Jiaren picked up the paint pen and looked up to find that no one was there.

SUN is naughty and doesn't like quiet things...

For example, if you have to sit for a long time while painting, he will feel bored.

There was a loud noise from the piano.

Jing Jiaren turned around and saw SUN sitting in front of the piano and playing randomly.

Jing Jiaren shook her head and walked over: "That's not how the piano is played. I remember your musical talent is very high, SUN..."

He can hum some songs after listening to them several times.

"Then let the Queen play for SUN. I haven't heard the Queen play for a long time."

In the UK, Jing Jiaren would often play music to SUN, and would also go to church to play the piano.

Jing Jiaren sat down next to SUN and put her green-white hands in good posture...

Golden sunlight poured in through the window pane, casting a soft light on the side of her face.

Gao Jun's figure stood by the door. Ximen Longting had a coat on his hand. When he came back from going out, he found the studio as soon as possible.

His knowing eyes reflected the mother and son.

"Look at mom, put your hand like this, half-grip, like holding a ping-pong ball."

Jing Jiaren played, but her left hand was very weak...

After playing for a short while, sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Queen, are your hands tired?" SUN stared at her closely.

Jing Jiaren's heart fell to the bottom...

She can now draw, play, and can't even hold a water glass. She is about to become a useless person.

After a while, if she can't walk and take care of herself...

Jing Jiaren's face was pale, as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

"How about waiting for dad to come back and let him teach you? He plays very well."

"don't want……"

"Then I'll hire a tutor for you?" SUN is already 3 years old and should start learning some things.

"Don't...the Queen teaches me, the Queen teaches."

"SUN, mom can't be by your side for the rest of your life..." Jing Jiaren's throat was choked. Her body was like an old clock. All the parts were scattered and she no longer obeyed her commands. She didn't know that she could still

How long to stay up.

SUN opened her ruby ​​eyes: "Why can't you stay with me forever?"

"Because she is my woman." A strong voice came in.

Ximen Longting stood behind them: "The one who wants to live with her is naturally me."
Chapter completed!