After breaking up with Julian, I found out I was three months pregnant. I raised my daughter, Bella, alone for five years. But working three jobs took its toll, and a sudden brain aneurysm took my life. I found myself floating in mid-air. Suddenly, I saw him. Julian, now a famous movie star. Knocking on my front door. 1 It took a long time for the door to open. "Who are you?" It was my daughter, Bella. She had to stand on her tiptoes for ages just to reach the lock. Her eyes were guarded as she looked at my ex-boyfriend, her biological father, Julian Rivers. Seeing it wasn't me, Bella immediately tried to close the door. Julian held it open. Frowning, he asked, "Where is Chloe?" Bella thought for a moment, then looked up with a bright smile. "You're looking for my mommy? She's not home." "She's working." Julian's face fell. He asked again, "Where's your dad?" [It's you! You're her dad!] I shouted desperately from mid-air, but he couldn't hear me. Bella thought about it. "My daddy is far away making big money. Mommy says when he makes enough, he'll come pick us up." Julian's brow furrowed deep. Suddenly, he let out a self-deprecating laugh. He muttered to himself. "Ha, I must be crazy to think you'd wait for me." With that, he turned to leave. Then he paused. He asked for Bella's full name. "Bella Cloud." "Mommy says I'm her beautiful little cloud, so I'm Bella." Bella said it with such pride. Julian searched her face. Seeming to look for some kind of proof. But in the end, he said nothing. He stepped into his stretch limo. I watched the car drive away, screaming. [Don't go, Julian! If you leave, what will happen to our Bella?] [She's only five. How will she survive alone?] I turned to my daughter, who was blinking at the dust left by the car, and tried to coax her. [Bella, baby, run after him! Mommy isn't here anymore, only he can take care of you now.] But Bella couldn't hear me either. She just said, "What a weird uncle." And closed the door. At that moment, I wanted to slap myself hard. Why didn't I tell Bella who her father was sooner? Why didn't I show her a picture of him? This is all my fault. It doesn't matter that I'm dead. But what about my daughter? 2 Bella swung her little legs, waiting for me to come home. The sunset faded. The sky grew dark and heavy. Normally, I would be home by now. Because Bella is afraid of the dark. But I was already dead. My coworker had just received the notice at the hospital that resuscitation failed. She needed to notify my family. But when she unlocked my phone, she found my emergency contacts list empty. However, they knew I had a child. So, that night, the home phone rang. Bella ran towards the phone on her short legs. "Hello?" The稚嫩 (childish/tender) voice made my coworker tear up. She didn't know how to tell a little girl her mother was dead. And would never come back. "Is that Mommy?" Bella's voice was full of excitement. "Are you working late again? It's okay, Bella is fine, not hungry at all. I just ate the bread Mommy bought." She patted her round little tummy. "Bella, your mommy... she just passed away." Bella asked confusedly: "Passed away? Where did she go? But it's okay, Mommy will definitely take me with her." Once, due to work, I had to go to a neighboring state. Unwilling to leave Bella alone, I took her with me. It was Bella's first long trip. Sitting on the train, she pointed at the scenery outside, so excited. So now, Bella thought I just went on a business trip somewhere. Hearing this, my coworker sighed. She didn't know what else to say. She could only hang up. Finally, representing the company, she sent my body for cremation. I was left as nothing but a jar of ashes. 3 That night felt incredibly long. It was also the first time I didn't come home. Every so often, Bella would run to the door to see if I was there. But soon, scared by the dark, she'd run back. She ran back and forth many times. Until she couldn't fight the sleepiness. Finally, hugging the teddy bear I bought her, she fell asleep. Dawn broke, a rooster crowed. She woke with a start. And ran urgently to the door again. Seeing I still hadn't returned, disappointment flashed across her face. But soon, she comforted herself. "It's okay, Mommy is just too busy. She'll be back soon." Having eaten nothing all night, Bella's stomach rumbled. She could only eat the bread I bought to fill her belly. She opened a carton of milk I bought. Copying me, she tried to heat some water to warm the milk. "Mommy says don't drink cold milk, or I'll get a tummy ache." Bella talked to herself while carrying a pot full of water. But her hands were so small, how could she carry it? I was frantic, telling her to stop. But I was helpless. Standing on a stool, just as Bella was about to put the pot on the stove, her strength gave out. Water splashed everywhere. The pot smashed onto her tiny foot. Instantly, it swelled up. My heart felt like it was being carved by a knife. But I was relieved it wasn't boiling water. Bella sobbed quietly. Soon she hugged her foot, blowing on it. "Mommy isn't here, Bella will blow on it herself, pain pain go away." She wiped her tears. Moved a stool. Sat in the living room, staring unblinkingly at the door. "Bella won't cry. When Mommy comes back, she'll say Bella is brave." Bella is so good, so sensible. Sensible enough to break my heart. How I wished she would resent me, blame me for being a bad mother. But she just waited obediently for my return. 4 Two hours later. A car stopped in front of our house. My coworker knocked on the door. Bella was thrilled, thinking it was me. She ran fast. But tripped accidentally. A sharp rock cut her shin. But she just frowned, got up quickly. Opened the door. Seeing it wasn't me, her emotions finally collapsed. She wailed loudly. "Mommy, why isn't Mommy back yet?" "Bella's foot is swollen, leg hurts, Bella has been so brave." "But Mommy still isn't back. Does Mommy not care about Bella anymore?" "Does Mommy not love me?" Bella cried her heart out. Listening, my heart shattered into pieces. ... My coworker rushed to comfort her. Found the first aid kit and disinfected Bella's leg with alcohol, putting on a Band-Aid. After settling everything, my coworker brought in my urn and my belongings from the company. Bella didn't understand. But seeing a photo of us at the amusement park taken not long ago, where I was hugging her and we were both laughing happily, she recognized me. She asked: "Sister, are these all my mommy's things? Where is my mommy?" My coworker held back tears. Pointed at the jar. "Your mommy is inside here. If you miss her, hug it and talk to it." Bella shook her head. "How can Mommy turn into a jar? She's not the Monkey King, only he can shapeshift. You're lying." She hugged my photo instead. "This is my mommy." She kissed the photo. And smiled sweetly. My coworker sighed and placed my urn on a high shelf. Then she looked around. Asked: "Where's your dad? Are you the only one home?" Bella lowered her head. "Mommy said Daddy went far away to make money. I've never seen him." My coworker couldn't believe it. "Do you have any other family? Grandparents?" Bella shook her head. My coworker couldn't hold back her tears anymore and hugged her. "Poor child." "You're so small, how could your mom bear to leave you alone." Bella retorted. "Mommy wouldn't leave me. Mommy loves Bella the most." My coworker put a bank card in Bella's hand. "This is the compensation money from the company for your mom. There's twenty thousand dollars in here. The password is six 8s. Keep it safe. Don't lose it." Bella nodded seriously. Clutching the card tightly. Because we were poor, I taught Bella from a young age that money is good and must be kept safe. Now, she took it to heart. After thinking it over, my coworker called the local Child Protective Services. That place was for homeless children like her. I was filled with gratitude. I bowed to my coworker in the air. [Thank you.] If she goes to an orphanage, at least my Bella can survive.
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