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Zeng Yaxi's heart was filled with joy, just like the child that had nothing to do with him. It was also his happiness.

Time ticked little by little. It did not care about Zeng Yaxi's anxiety, nor the pain of a happy birth, nor did it care about the child's impatience to be reborn. It only followed its original pace at a leisurely pace, walking little by little, in pain. It did not walk fast, nor did it stop when it was happy.

All the pain, all the sadness, all the hurt, all the betrayal, all faded away bit by bit in the face of time …

The east gradually turned white, the rain gradually thinned, red sunlight instantly pierced through the clouds, shining brightly and enchantingly on the treetops that were dripping with water!

And in the operation room, he suddenly heard an extremely painful cry, and then...

It reverberated through the room, through the door, and then floated in the corridor. Zeng Yaxi felt his heart beating rapidly, just as joy was about to burst out of his chest, his eyes suddenly became moist. He rushed to the door of the ward, clung to the glass, and could vaguely see the infant being wrapped up by the nurses.

That cry was so beautiful, yet it was heart-wrenching …

As he fell into a deep sleep, Shen Canghao seemed to have dreamt a long and sorrowful dream. In the dream, she was crying as she looked at him, walking away step by step. However, she was smiling sorrowfully at him.

Shen Canghao continued to chase after her. After an unknown amount of time had passed, she suddenly disappeared into a large part of the fog, and in the end, what remained fixed in his mind was her gentle, yet stubborn, and sweet and frail smile …

Yan Yan!" "Yan Yan Yan!

He suddenly struggled restlessly and shouted her name. He sat up suddenly and broke out in cold sweat as his eyes widened. In the morning, he couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality, he could only cover his heart and shout her name …

Yan Yan …" Yan Yan Yan! "Yan Yan …

His heart was like a silver needle piercing his heart. When he touched his face, he was already soaked.

"Yan Yan …"

His voice seemed to have grown hoarse, into a soundless murmur...

Hugging his head, he pressed his face against the blanket, causing his shoulders to tremble slightly. Why are you so heartless? Why did you say that? Why did you say that even if you died, you wouldn't see me?

I lost contact with the Ji Clan, I lost contact with Wen Jingka, and I disappeared without a trace. I wanted to find you, but as long as I saw Su Lei, I wouldn't have the face to look for you.

Yan Yan Yan!

Su Lai was wearing a pajamas as she stood outside the bedroom. She was holding a cigarette between her fingers, trembling as she brought it to her mouth and took a puff, yet her lips were filled with a cold smile …

All along, he had been suppressing himself. She could tell that he was almost polite, but was unfamiliar with him. They slept in separate rooms, and they were not intimate, but they also had the necessary care.

Look, you're crying out her name in your dreams now...

He really loved her deeply. It was truly touching.

Su Lai threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it with her slippers. She tightly closed her pajamas, turned around, and once again walked into the guest room, closed the door, and quietly sat in front of the dressing table, looking at the person in the mirror. Her two cheeks were already slightly sunken, and the fine lines at the corner of her eyes became even more obvious.

Even if that happiness was just an empty shell, she had to stubbornly guard that empty shell. She was quiet, patiently endured, changed her extravagant habits, just like the air where she silently existed. She didn't give him the chance to separate, she could live for a year, two years, three years, her entire life …

One day, he would forget about Xu Hanyan and be dead set on being with her.

"Yan'er!" "Yan'er, my goddaughter!"

It was not yet noon when Wen Jing rushed into the sickroom carrying a large bag of food. Behind her, there was a flash and it was actually the equally joyful Ka. The two of them shouted and rushed in, but threw their things on the table and directly threw themselves on the bed to look at the baby …

"Why is it so small! "Your face is not even the size of my palm!" Wen Jing reached out to grab the baby's face, but was pushed away by Zeng Yaxi in a panic. She was so scared that her face turned pale!

"Don't wake her up. She just fell asleep. She's got a bad temper. If she is woken up, she won't be able to stop crying!" Although Zeng Yaxi was complaining, his tone was filled with uncontrollable pride and love!

"Mother is here and she's still sleeping! "Scoundrel!"

Wen Jing's eyes lit up. She was so anxious that she wanted to turn around and touch them, but Zeng Yaxi refused to do so. Looking at their expressions, she couldn't help but laugh. Kaka also joked, "Jingjing, you're already a godmother, and you still want to be like this?"

"Scoundrel, let mother hug you!"

With such light strength, the originally sleeping baby suddenly opened his eyes. He lazily glanced at Wen Jing, and his gaze landed on Wen Jing's blood-red lips. After staring for three seconds, his mouth suddenly shrunk …

She started to cry loudly …