I wiped her tears and said, "Fool, don't you love this grassland the most? From now on, whenever you come here, you'll see me and Qiu Qiu. He's a good boy, just a bit picky; he doesn't like dog food but loves the meals I make for him. I'll teach you how to cook, and with Qiu Qiu by your side, I won't worry."
Watching Qiu Qiu stick out his tongue and smile at me from across the way warmed my heart. He would be able to live happily here.
Yu Cheng held me tightly, pleading, "Su Miao, please don't do this. Let's go get treatment. I don't need your money; I'll take you to the doctor, okay? If you're gone, what use is that money to me? I won't be able to take care of your little dog."
I replied softly, "Yu Cheng, I don't want to waste any more time. Let me finish these last days with dignity."
Blood began to trickle from my nose, and Yu Cheng hurriedly tried to stop it before suddenly standing up and exclaiming, "Why do good people have to die?"
She drove me back to the Mongolian Yurt under a starry sky, where the lambs had begun to rest.
I opened my phone and saw messages from Luo Ye. They were chaotic—one moment he wanted to break up with me, the next he was begging me not to leave. It was obvious that Ding Yuanyuan was behind it all.
Just then, a familiar number appeared on my screen. I answered it.
It was my brother.
His tone was awkward as he said, "Su Miao, Yuan Yuan really likes Luo Ye. Can you...?"
I didn't wait for him to finish before agreeing, "Brother, I agree. I haven't clung to Luo Ye. If Ding Yuanyuan has the ability, then Luo Ye is hers."
“Brother, what do you mean by that?” he asked impatiently.
I chuckled softly, “Brother, do you remember? When Dad was around, you always carried me everywhere. I gave all the money to Uncle Ding. Can he bring back Mom and you for me?”
His voice trembled with surprise, “Miao Miao, where are you?”
I felt a sense of relief wash over me. “Su Qiang, I’ve given my money, my kidney, and my boyfriend to the Ding family. Shouldn’t that settle everything? Mom won’t say I’m ungrateful anymore, right? You won’t blame me for not caring about my sister anymore, will you? It’s all hers now.”
“Su Miao, where are you?”
“Su Qiang, if I had a choice, I wouldn’t want to be Su Miao at all.”
I hung up the phone as pain surged through me again, watching Yu Cheng feed Qiu Qiu.
I couldn’t let her worry any longer.
I forced myself to stand and walked toward them.
But I fainted again.
When Yu Cheng returned to the Mongolian Yurt, Su Miao was already gone.
The bed was neatly made, and the floor was spotless.
Only then did she notice a stack of papers on the pillow.
It was Su Miao’s farewell note and insurance policy.
Qiu Qiu seemed to sense something was wrong and began to fidget anxiously.
The note read:
“Yu Cheng, I’m sorry; I can’t take it anymore. I’ve never felt a mother’s love in this life; let me end it by the Mother River.”
Yu Cheng took Qiu Qiu and drove around to the riverbank.
A group of herdsmen surrounded a small area. Yu Cheng's heart sank to the bottom. She squeezed into the crowd and saw Su Miao, pale and lifeless.
The police glanced at the note left behind but said little. Yu Cheng felt completely dazed.
Qiu Qiu circled around Su Miao's body, frantic and calling out. Suddenly, she remembered Su Miao's words when she first arrived: "Scatter my ashes on the grass; the grass will be greener next year."
With the help of the herdsmen, Yu Cheng organized a small funeral for Su Miao. As the flames rose, Qiu Qiu desperately tried to rush toward the fire. Yu Cheng held onto Qiu Qiu tightly, tears streaming down her face: "Su Miao! You bastard!"
Su Qiang arrived with Su Miao's favorite snacks. Upon seeing the flames along with the herdsmen and Lama, he realized what had happened.
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