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Yaxi's brows furrowed. She stopped in her tracks. He couldn't help but follow her gaze. His gaze didn't collide with the man's, but like her, he was frozen in place.

Shen Canghao maintained his laughable posture, standing motionlessly amidst the crowd of people. The world was incomparably chaotic, and there were countless birds chirping about. What he saw now was only her.

She stood there with a blush of happiness on her face. The man by her side gently embraced her affectionately and intimately as her lower abdomen swelled …

He suddenly gritted his teeth. He had longed for five years, thought for five years, and regretted five years. However, everything seemed to have been lost to time.

In fact, the two of them only looked at each other for a few seconds, but it was as if they had lived through trillions of light years.

His feet unconsciously moved towards her, and his fingers couldn't help but lightly tremble. With a short two meters between them, he could gently hug her, and hug this woman he loved so much that she was about to go crazy.

However, the corners of her lips suddenly lifted. Her radiant and despairing smile hung at the corners of her eyes. It was astonishingly beautiful.

With a joyful smile on her face, she tightly grabbed onto Assi's arm that he had wanted to retract. The fog in her eyes that was on the verge of overflowing was forced back down by her, and the smile on her face grew even deeper. She slightly nodded to him …

His eyes quickly slid down his handsome face, suddenly becoming dim. He still looked the same as five years ago, standing in the crowd like he would five years ago, shining brilliantly. His face was beaming as he held Asai's hand, looking straight ahead, without even turning his head back, step by step steady. The moment they passed by him, that familiar smell suddenly leaped into her nose after five years, causing her eyes to ache, she suddenly bit the tip of her tongue, the pain sobering her.

Finally, he allowed himself to walk past her with a smile on his face. There was no expression on his face, only a growing paleness. He didn't let go of her hand, but followed her step by step.

In the past five years, he had never thought that there would be a day where he would meet her like this. She looked so blissful as she held another man's hand, smiled at him with her big belly, and nodded, walking past him without even looking back.

"Yan Yan …"

When he shouted this name, she coincidentally walked to the entrance of the mall. The crowd surged, and the sounds of conversation from the crowd, as well as the laughter of the children, swept over, instantly drowning out his hoarse and sorrowful shout …

As she stepped through the entrance, her tears fell. No one heard her, nor did they hear her. No one walked to her side, but she heard it. Separated by the sea of people, and by the cruel time, she heard that face which was five years too late.

"Yan Yan, are you alright?"

Asai's palms were ice-cold, and he was trying his best to hold on to the dull pain in his chest. His hoarse voice was filled with concern.

"..." "Let's go home."

When she divorced him, she had told herself that in this lifetime, she would never cry for him again. Even if she did cry, she would only cry for a minute.

As the car came to a halt, Assi carried her to the car. As the car door slowly closed, she couldn't help but look at the door. She couldn't see it clearly with her blurry eyes, but she could see it clearly …

He pushed his way through the crowd, ignoring his image, ignoring his identity, shouting her name like a madman.

He was looking for her, but he was too late.

Huaiyan closed her eyes. A line of tears flowed down her cheeks. "Driver, drive."

After a moment, his joints seemed to stiffen. He glanced outside the window, and that tall figure was instantly swallowed up by the crowd, unable to be seen again. The smile on his face, however, was devoid of expression.

It was noon when he returned home. After putting down his bag, she went to the bedroom to take a bath. When she followed him into the bedroom, she had already closed the bathroom door.

They were separated by a door, but it was as if they were separated by a mountain, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not stop it. In her heart, that mountain had never been moved.

She didn't go downstairs until dinner. Her eyes were slightly red and swollen. It seemed like she wasn't crying at all. As if nothing had happened, Yaxi just took her hand and sat at the dining table with the green bean porridge in front of him.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

When Warmth saw the peculiar expression on Huaiyan's face, she couldn't help but start to worry. The hand that she used to grab onto Huaiyan gently shook, and her small face was filled with fear.

"It's fine darling. Quickly go to sit at uncle's place and eat. Mommy is fine …"

She looked at her, and through that small face, it was as if she could see his face. This was his child, but he didn't know it.

Didn't she want to know why she didn't have a father? What was she going to say, that she was with her mother, a child abandoned by her father?