Daisy rushed out of the front door of the army base driving a Humvee. Her serene face had no sign of placidity. She looked straight ahead, her eyes bright and spirited. Her hands kept turning the steering wheel, revealing her expert driving skill.
She might have cried over what had happened. But as a soldier, she couldn't show her weakness in front of people, so she tried her best to remain in control. Now that she was alone, her tears started rolling down like pearls.
Daisy rarely cried. She didn't shed a single tear when she was thrown out of Ouyang's house. She gritted her teeth when her life was on the line. Life was tough for a young mother raising a son by herself, but she kept doing that for all these years, without showing the faintest sign of weakness. From the moment she became a soldier she had sworn to herself that she would never disgrace the sacred uniform. Getting accused of accepting a bribe and being a homewrecker broke her today.
She felt that she had been thrown out again from the army base that she had treated as her home. Every time she started a life with great enthusiasm, it ended miserably. Why was it so difficult?
Feeling totally confused, she brushed her tears coarsely. Jessica's prosecution letter would bring her many troubles, and there was no way she could fix this. No matter what the result would be, this investigation would be recorded in her archive. It would be a permanent stain on her military career. Every time she got moved or promoted, the file would be checked. Why on earth did Jessica hate her so much?
She closed her eyes momentarily and then opened them again. She turned the wheel swiftly and decisively, and the Humvee started moving towards the suburb, instead of the wide road leading to the city. The driving speed was slower now.
Leaves were fluttering down in the soft autumn breeze. The photo in the tombstone was still vivid after all these years. Daisy's sadness ebbed a little as she sat on the ground next to the grave. Her fingers traced her mother's pretty face in the photo and she gradually calmed down.
"Mom, It's been a long time. Do you miss me? I guess not. But I miss you a lot." Daisy murmured in a soft voice. She looked invincible in her uniform. But at this moment the military uniform couldn't cover the fragility of her heart. She was shrouded in the gloomy emptiness of the cemetery and the shrill of strange insects, but her eyes were fixed on the smiling woman in the photo, she wasn't afraid at all.
"Why don't you answer me? Why don't you just tell me that you miss me too? You know what? You are the first person I think of when I am sad. I am really sad today, but you can't say anything to console me. That makes sense. After all you never loved me. Or else why would you leave me at such a young age?" Daisy answered her own questions, sniveling. She wanted nothing more than throwing herself into her mother's arms and drowning in her tender embrace like a little girl. But as always, what she got was the same dead silence.
"They say I'm cheap. Maybe it's true. I'm begging for your pity, but you just don't care. I'm tired, mom. Will it be easier if I just lie here quietly like you? No more exhaustion. No more dejection. I've led a completely different life without you by my side. I desperately chase the pleasure of fame and wealth. I've spent the best years of my life loving a man who didn't even know of my existence. When I was finally allowed to feel some happiness, fate fooled me again, pushing me into another dirty plot. What do I have to pay this time?"
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