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After walking for who knows how long, when she thought of the warmth, her happiness was suddenly rekindled. She stopped the car and prepared to go home in the evening when the sky darkened and the snow started to drift about.

Even though it seemed like a long walk, it still took her quite a while to walk through the alley. After a long time, she still managed to walk into the courtyard, and when she pushed open the door, she was in the middle of having fun with Yaxi. Her laughter was crisp and moving as she leaned against the door, watching them through the dim yellow light.

He just wanted to quietly watch, watch him doing fine, warm, and smile as he continued to lead a peaceful life like this. It was like he was in the palm of his hand, but unsatisfactory as he slipped through the gaps of his fingers, unable to hold on.

He hugged a warm posture while driving in a familiar yet painful manner. The two of them were reading a picture and reciting a poem, just like how a long, long time ago, she recited a sentence with warmth. It was both patient and gentle.

"Sunshine Incense for Purple Smoke, Warm, read it to Daddy."

"Is the stove smoking time to start cooking? But Mama isn't back yet. "

Warm twists and turns like candy crawling up and down his legs. The words coming out of his small mouth made him extremely happy.

Asai laughed out loud, pinching her chubby face. "Bad girl, continue reading the next line, watch the waterfall from afar …"

"The stove is smoking and cooking, the stove is smoking and cooking!" Warmth began to recite and was immediately filled with joy. He completely ignored the words of Assi and began to repeat them over and over again while jumping and jumping …

"What a little ghost girl."

Yaxi sighed and put her in his arms. He shook his head and stared at the little girl. She looked just like Joy, but …

Asai thought of that man. After that encounter, he felt a twinge of jealousy. His warm temper was mostly due to his father. Even his appearance was vaguely similar to his father's.

Seeing that he was silent, she quickly entered the room. Luckily, the light wasn't bright enough. The redness and swelling on her face weren't obvious yet. She walked over and gently hugged him. "Ah Xi."

The person in her embrace trembled slightly, quietly resting on her chest. The air was so quiet that it was almost silent. Even Warm Snow was staring with wide eyes, as if she was infected.

"Why is my body so wet?" A moment later, he suddenly pushed her away, but his voice was already hoarse.

"It's snowing." Huaiyan murmured softly, but still stubbornly reached out to hug him. "Ah Xi, Ah Xi …"

"What's the matter with you?" He pushed her away again and stood up to walk to the side with a distant expression, "Oh right, I've already prepared everything warm for you. You should move back tomorrow. My place here is small and inconvenient."

She took a step forward and wrapped her arms around his waist. "Ah Xi, how long are you going to hide this from me?"

Yaxi's body jolted and his face paled. He stood there, stunned. The light from the lamp shone yellow. His face looked terrible, and the stifling pain in his chest made him want to cough again …

"You, you already know about it?" His voice became more hoarse, almost drowning in his throat.

Feeling his nervousness, she hugged him even more tightly. She felt as if her chest was being cut open by a dull knife. The taste of pain was almost numbed.

"If you have time, why don't you go back and see your mother?"

"You, how did you know … Why do you know this? "

He suddenly turned around and held her hand. He was a little surprised, but he also secretly let out a sigh of relief.

"What else could it be? What else did you hide from me? "

Huaiyan pouted and pressed her face against his chest again. "It's hard for you to hide this from me, fool. That's your parents. Why do you have to hurt them like that?"

"Because they once wanted to …" No matter what, he still couldn't bring himself to say anything bad about his parents.

"They tried to send me away, didn't they?"

Asai was silent for a moment before he nodded honestly. He smiled and said, "But they still have to endure for your sake for four years. To endure their son abandoning everything to be with a woman with a divorced child means that they love you very much."

Asai felt a sharp pain in his nose. Subconsciously, he embraced her and pressed his face against her neck. "Yanyan … Yanyan …"

"Will you go back and see your mother? They are old and miss you very much. They want you to accompany them more. "

Yaxi's voice was choked with sobs, but he still nodded obediently. "Yanyan, Mommy's not in good health. I want to accompany her, but they won't accept you …"

"If I try to be nice to you and to them, I'm sure they will accept me. And if... If, if we have a child, and an uncle and aunt have a grandson, they would definitely be very happy, right? "

All of a sudden, Asai was stunned. He stared straight into the eyes of Joy. There was apprehension, curiosity, and hope, but none of them was the disappointment or unwillingness that he had been afraid of all this time.

A child, a child that belonged to her and him? Asked him to tie her to his side with his marriage and children, even if she wanted to, he couldn't.

"Huaiyan, forget it. They will not accept you. Even if we have children, they will not accept them. Why must they make an innocent child suffer alongside us?"

At the end of his words, his voice suddenly dropped. He had once thought like that, wanted to have a home with her. However, that past could only forever remain in that past, no longer able to take another step forward.

"Ah Xi …" His capriciousness did not make Huaiyan feel the slightest bit of embarrassment or withdrawal. On the contrary, she caught up to him and grabbed his arm in an abnormal manner, acting like a spoiled child. "Warm and cute?"

"Of course it's cute."

"Then you don't want another cute child?"

"I can give birth to someone else."

"Are you sure that other than me, you can accept the words of others? I'll leave now."

Huaiyan loosened her hand. She seemed to be a bit defeated, but at the same time, there was a bit of indescribable disappointment and heartache.