Chapter 961

She didn't have much impression of her childhood. She only remembered that she often sat on her father's shoulder and asked him to be a horse for her.

At that time, Xia Hua was on the rise in her career, but in the face of her beloved daughter, she always indulged unconditionally. Even when she went out to talk business, she would take her with her.

She is the apple of the eye of the Xia family. She is the little princess who grew up in the palm of her hand.

She heard from Xia's former servants that her father often watched her sleep in a daze, just like he was worried that his sweetheart would suddenly disappear, so he even had to watch her sleep.

"It seems that not only do you love your father, but your father also loves you." Yang Muya looks at Xia Changyue and touches her hair.

Two people walk out of the theater side by side, Xia Changyue looks at her lonely figure and can't help asking.

"Why do you like to watch stage plays?"

She remembers that Yi Haiyin told her that no matter which city she went to, Yang Muya would go to the local theater in this year, with a dull itinerary, like fulfilling an agreement with someone.

"Because I can't put it down." Yang Muya stepped and looked up at the starry sky.

The stars all over the sky are shining with a palpitating light.

Yang Muya looked at it for a long time before she spoke softly. Her voice seemed to come from the sky.

"A man told me when I was young that he would take me on a trip. When he passed a city, he would go in and watch the stage plays there. When he walked out of the theater, he could still stand on the square and look at such a beautiful night sky..."

Yang Muya fell into memory, her beautiful eyes covered with a layer of mist.

She always remembers the appointment. She even thinks whether he will remember it, so no matter where he goes, he has to find a local theater to watch a performance.

Even, he will deliberately choose the script he likes, thinking that maybe one day, they can meet again where they once held hands.

But she went to so many cities and watched so many performances. Every time, she watched the people inside at the door and came out one by one, but she never saw him.

Sometimes she would comfort herself, maybe they separated too long, she could not remember his appearance clearly, so she could not recognize him.

As long as she watches more performances, she will meet him again

"Do you still love him?" Xia Changyue opened her lips with the help of ghost. As soon as she spoke, she came back to herself. She wanted to slap herself in the face.

Knowing that the man Yang Muya is looking for is dead, why do you want to ask such a question.

Just about to apologize, Yang Muya suddenly turns around and looks at her.

"Love, he's the only man I've ever loved, but I hate him even more for 24 years! I dream that if I find him, I will come forward without hesitation and give him a slap! "

Yang Muya's eyes became cold and full of hatred.

But soon, disappeared, leaving only endless loneliness.

"He ruined my life. I thought I would want to tear him to pieces. But when I knew he was dead, I felt sad..." Yang Muya's voice choked slightly, and her emotion poured out was like the flood breaking the dike.

"Girl, I'm not afraid of your jokes. I'd rather let him live happily and let me continue to hate him. At least, one of the two people has a good life, which is enough."

“…… I believe he loves you Xia Changyue looked at her collapse, unconsciously stretched out her hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

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