But he is such a strange young man, but he forcefully pulls the stubborn lixiaowei into the Xuanwu family. Lixiaowei still doesn't understand why he went back to the place where he gave up.

"He's your father. He has a lot of difficulties..." A woman looks at her children distressedly. She knows that her life is not long. Her children can't be alone.

Li Xiaowei holds his mother's hand and sticks it to his cheek. For him, the father doesn't exist. It's enough for him to have his mother.

The woman's tears fell into her eyes, and she closed them slowly.

LiXiao just stood by the bed quietly, holding her mother's hand, feeling the familiar temperature, passing by little by little, tears falling quietly.

His heart was numb with pain. He couldn't spit out a word. His whole body was shaking with depression and despair.

Suddenly, the old door was pushed open, and a strange smell appeared in the small damp room.

Li Xiaowei's body suddenly froze. He felt something.

"Xiaowei?" A deep voice came from behind Li Xiaowei.

The voice is familiar but strange.

Li Xiaowei slowly turned around and saw that the man who should have been called his father had come to this shabby house. He was covered with brocade green fir, and his handsome face could not see the trace of the years. Such a face of dignity was different from the haggard face of the woman who had left in bed.

They were supposed to be husband and wife, but they had already been separated.

"Xiaowei, I am your father. Your mother has left. I want to You should go back to Xuanwu aristocratic family with me, where you will be taken good care of. " The handsome man looked at the pale child with a gentle smile on his lips.

The blood of the five aristocratic families is so excellent. The man in front of them looks so powerful.

LiXiao only did not understand why the memory would appear such a mess, the man who should not have appeared here, but at this time, he also extended his hand to him.

But

The hand in his hand is so cold that it freezes LiXiao's soul together. He stares at the man in front of him.

"Go back? Where to go? " Li Xiao's only expressionless opening.

"Your home, of course." Man way.

"This is my home." Li Xiaowei squinted.

"Xiaowei, I know you hate me, but you are my child after all."

Li Xiaowei suddenly smiles. He looks at the man who has been rejected by him all the time. The time seems to be in disorder, which changes the trajectory of life. This man even appears when his mother just left. His eyes don't even look at the woman lying on the bed.

This is his father?

He thought that the man had always felt guilty about his mother, but now he knew that his mind was so stupid.

This man, after all, is just a coward, a fickle bastard.

"I'm sorry, I think you're mistaken. I'm not your child. I don't have a father, I only have a mother. I was dependent on my mother when I was young. If there was a father, where was he when my mother and I were suffering from cold and hunger? Where was his mother when she was ill in bed? I don't know you. Please leave here at once. " Li Xiao is only gnashing his teeth.