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Turning around, he said good night and closed the door. He left a room full of peace and quiet.

She felt wronged that someone else owed her a debt of love. Life was so difficult, but now that she looked again, she saw that she owed another debt of love to Assi. How could she pay it back?

After tidying up the mess on the table, she carried some warmth to take a bath. The little girl loved water the most, and her round body was lying in her bathtub, so she just didn't want to come out. When she was happily wiping her hair, she splashed water all over her body, and started laughing happily, and wiped her body with water.

The mother and daughter duo tidied up with much difficulty before wearing soft pajamas with a big smile on their faces. After changing into a clean piss, the girl obediently nudged her bottom to sleep.

Warmth had gone to sleep. Her shallow breathing was like the sound of happiness. She hugged her daughter, feeling her heart fill up like this. She could lose anything, love, kinship, friendship, money, status, everything, but she could not lose warmth.

As long as he hugged her, his heart would be at ease. As long as he hugged her, that bone-piercing and unbearable longing would be severed just like that.

After coaxing her to sleep in the morning, Huaiyan left the room with the landlady to take care of her. The day before yesterday, she had secretly tracked down Yaxi and found his work address. Today, she decided to take a bus over to take a good look at what he was doing.

It was only after the long journey that she recalled that Asai left home at around 5 am every morning and returned home at 9 am every night. She blamed herself for not caring enough about this man who treated her so wholeheartedly.

After asking the doorman for a long time, she said that there was no one with the surname 'Zeng' in the factory. After confirming a few more times, she innocently prepared to leave, but the doorman flipped through the register a few times before suddenly stopping the gaiety, saying that there was a person named 'Zeng' named Zeng Yan among the group of porters hired last year.

Huaiyan frowned. He was a graduate of the chemical engineering department of a famous university, how could he possibly go to work as a porter? Besides, they didn't need to change their names for good?

"Miss, there are registered photos here. Come and see who it is you're looking for."

Huan Yan didn't know why, but she turned around and looked at the photo again. She was a little taken aback. She rubbed her eyes and asked, "Who else could it be other than Yaxi?"

Huaiyan's heart thumped like a drum, thumping for a long time. Her face was pale as she subconsciously asked, "Where do the porters work?"

"The warehouse at the back."

When the gatekeeper heard her words, he turned to leave, but the gatekeeper called out to her, "Miss, quickly take these masks. The dust inside is frightening, it's not good to smoke too much!"

She felt her heart drop a lot as her steps became a bit wobbly. She followed the route that the old man had told her and went to the warehouse on the left side of the factory. Before she even got close, she felt like the sky was covered in smoke, and she couldn't even see the sun.

The workers were all wearing masks and thick overalls. They were standing outside the crowd with a smile on their faces. Their hands suddenly tightened as she stepped forward and grabbed a worker who was walking past her. "Where's Zeng Yan?"

"Ceng Yan!" The worker looked at Huaiyan doubtfully for a while, then turned around and shouted towards the direction where the smoke was densest, "Zeng Yan, someone is looking for us!"

"Coming, coming!"

In the distance, he heard a hoarse echo. The workman picked up his stuff and walked away, smiling as he lifted the back of his hand and wiped his eyes. They were wet.

A person ran out from the thick smoke. His eyes were covered with dust, and his mask could not show his original color. His thick work clothes were also dirty, but his eyes were still shiny like black glass.

"Huan, Huan Yan …"

Ashes' footsteps stopped three to five meters away. She hesitated for a moment before turning around to run away. She carefully washed her hands at the tap and pulled Ashes' hand before she could follow, walking away with large strides. He was breathing rapidly, his brows were furrowed, and his chest was heaving up and down. Looking at his expression, he tried to defend himself with a smile, "Ah Xi, I didn't mean to follow you …"

He did not speak, and only when he was far away from where there was no dust did he let go of her hand and start to berate her, "Who told you to come here and look for me? Didn't you see that much smoke? Do you still want to live? "You don't wear a hat or work clothes, but look at your hands and face. Hurry and go back. Take a good bath!"

"Ah Xi …"

Her blissful crying got even worse. She looked at him and scolded him fiercely, "Who asked you to do such a thing? If you say that I don't want to live, then what about you? You are here every day, and you breathe this air every day. If we can't find a job, then we won't do it. Who asked you to do such a hard work? "

"Joy …"

He took a step forward, wanting to wipe her tears away. Lifting his hand, he caressed her face and gently said, "Huanhua, I'm a man, and this small matter has no effect on me. You're different, if you come here again, you'll cough …"

He pushed her out of the room, but his face was full of happiness. He only grabbed her hands and pulled her outwards, "You go back too. "Zeng Yaxi, even if I have to support you every day, I don't want you to do this kind of work again. Look at the environment, it's unbearable even if your body is made of iron!"