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A child that was not even half as tall as him stared at him just like that. Xue Minghuang practically did not hesitate, and squat down, and shared a glance with him. "What? Didn't Mom and Dad teach you? Why didn't you apologize after bumping into someone? " Her voice was filled with gentleness. For some reason, she always felt a sense of familiarity with a child of this age.

He couldn't help but think back to that little life, if it wasn't for Xia Ying's viciousness … Presumably, that child was already this old. However … Every time he thought of this, his heart would involuntarily ache.

The child was still looking at him fearlessly. Then, he said in a childish voice, "You ran out here all of a sudden." Let's split it in half. " He said it so naturally, and it made people unable to refute him.

Xue Minghuang was actually amused by this tiny thing. He looked at him and felt that it was really cute. Actually, in the past, he didn't really like children, and that incident was too heavy for him to handle. Even now, every time he saw some lively and cheerful child, Xue Minghuang didn't feel too much of it.

It was tiresome and tiresome to the extreme, yet the child in front of him still made Xue Minghuang want to get close to him.

Sophie stood far away, and she saw that Xue Minghuang was actually squatting on the ground and talking to a little boy. That kind of expression, had an indescribable gentleness, thought for a bit, then quickly walked forward, and looked at that little figure. Sophie was almost certain that he had met him somewhere before.

After thinking for a moment, he had an impression that it was an airport! It seemed like the little boy had picked up his wallet that time. Before he said anything, Sophie looked closely at the two people in front of him and felt a strange feeling from the bottom of his heart. It was as if he had subconsciously separated Xue Minghuang and this child.

"Little friend, what are you doing here? Why was he running around alone? Mom and dad at home will worry. " Sophie stared intently at this tiny face, it was truly too similar … He unconsciously frowned, hoping that he had thought too much.

However, Sophie understood a principle later on. In certain moments, a woman's intuition was simply incomparably precise.

The child quietly ran away once again, his figure finally disappearing from the street. Xue Minghuang, however, looked at the empty street and calmly replied, "I think I've seen him somewhere before." It was as though he was talking to himself.

Sophie was practically frightened out of her wits, but she still pretended to be indifferent as she replied, "Children have not grown up yet, especially mixed blood children. They are all the same to me, I look very familiar." After saying that, she felt that it was too deliberate, so she could only cover it up in panic, "However, she looks very cute." It's just that my temper isn't too good. "

Xue Minghuang then laughed out softly, treating it as if she was joking, and continued to walk forward. Sophie did not plan to wait for him at the door, and the two of them walked towards the garage together.

Gu Yi looked at Xia Zeyang who was rushing back from Xue Minghuang's side and felt as if his heart was about to drop down his throat, as he did not know what to do. He had brought him out for a shopping spree, but now they were coming to a nearby shopping mall. It was fine, but in the blink of an eye, he was nowhere to be seen.

Gu Yi was in a panic. When Xia Zeyang came back, he asked him with a blaming tone, "Why are you looking for him? What do you want to do? "

"I, want to know what my father is like." Xia Zeyang pinched his fingers and looked at Gu Yi. His big eyes were filled with grievance.

How could Gu Yi blame him? He just carried him up, "Yangyang is really smart, have you seen it now? But Yangyang has to promise Uncle Gu Yi not to worry his mother, okay? "

Xia Zeyang nodded, he had seen Xia Ying stare blankly at the man called Xue Minghuang before. He had also seen him on the news at home, he felt that he was not like his silly mother, but no matter how foolish he was, his mother was still his mother. As long as she did not want to be with him, Xia Zeyang would not force him.

The Sophie who got on the carriage was obviously quieter than usual. Only when she reached an intersection would she open her mouth and tell Xue Minghuang which direction to turn in.

Xue Minghuang also quietly drove the car, without asking too much, the two of them stayed silent throughout the entire journey, Sophie's heart only kept on thinking back to the child's appearance, and he really did look somewhat similar, but he did not know if it was true. If it was true, what could he do?

In the past, Jiang Da Hai was still here, and did not move to a new place. Whether it was day or night, this street was bustling with activity, but now, it was much colder, and Sophie couldn't help but smile when she saw the two of them dressed up.

Xue Minghuang looked at Sophie in confusion, only then did Sophie point at the passersby, and then looked at himself, "We seem to be too exaggerated!" The brilliant smile on his face caused Xue Minghuang to feel like he had returned to the past. In university, Sophie had always been by his side.

The two of them had done many superfluous things. For example, carrying a tent to the top of the mountain to watch the sunrise, waiting for the sunset to fall over the entire sky, there seemed to be endless places to go, endless beautiful scenery, and always feeling that there was not enough time. The world was so big, and there were still too many places to go to, and too many scenery to see.

Sophie quickly walked over to the old porridge shop she remembered, and looked back at Xue Minghuang. Seeing that he was still standing there, she waved at him. Come on! What are you standing there for? Come here! "

Xue Minghuang followed him. Only then did Sophie smile at him, and pointed at an old shop not far away, "It's right there, what do you think? It didn't change, right? "

Xue Minghuang looked at the old shop, it still looked like it did in his memories. The shop owner only had a little bit of grey at the temples, but his appearance still looked the same. Xue Minghuang and Sophie walked into the porridge shop and sat by the window. Sophie lit up the dishes from before and looked at the people walking past while holding his chin.

The majority of the pedestrians on the street were young people, this place had already become a delicacy street, and all sorts of new shops were opened on the side of the road. Sophie curiously sized up the place, and when she saw the familiar yet unfamiliar street scene, she remembered many things from the past.

At that time, Sophie was still a student of the Fine Arts Department and was a professor in their department. There was no one who did not praise this student's exceptional talent, but what happened next? Xue Minghuang remembered that her painting must still be hidden in some storage room in that villa.

Xue Minghuang could not help but ask Sophie, "Why aren't you painting?"

Sophie looked at Xue Minghuang with some surprise. He had never asked himself this question before, so he did not know why he was bringing it up again today. "Hands, they're hurt, and they're shaking like crazy." In the end, he added, "It's annoying to always paint, so I won't draw anymore." The smile was still on his face.

Sophie knew that he would never tell Xue Minghuang the reason why he couldn't draw anymore. This reason, was destined to be hidden deep within his heart.

Xue Minghuang had never been a person who would ask too many questions. He could clearly sense that Sophie had stopped there and then, since he wasn't willing to say it, there was no point in continuing to ask.

After the boss served the porridge, he smiled at the two of them and put down the food in his hands, "Take your time." Call me again if you need anything. " After giving out the instructions, he returned to the kitchen at the back. The front of the restaurant was actually filled with customers eating porridge. No one was guarding the place.

"Still the same old?! "That's great." He looked at the porridge in front of him, then looked at Xue Minghuang, "Have more. Your stomach is not good, it will be better if you drink more porridge. "

Xue Minghuang nodded his head. His stomach was already sick, and at that time, when the two of them were together, it was Sophie's persuasion that they were able to gradually improve. In truth, the way the two of them got along with each other was even more like family.

Sophie always took care of herself meticulously, and it was likely that all of the young lovers were extremely infatuated with such meticulous care. In the end, Sophie would suddenly leave and Xue Minghuang would feel very uncomfortable.

It was just that they had gotten used to it, but once they made up their minds, they could still change it. However, once they gave it away, it would be very difficult to get it back. Xue Minghuang knew, he knew. As a result, his feelings for Sophie became clearer once she withdrew.

As for love? He really wasn't sure anymore.

When it was deep into the night, all the emotions that he did not reveal during the day came out. Xue Minghuang was still looking at the bustling night scene, thinking about someone he should not have thought of.

The wine cup in her hand was indifferently grasped within her palm. No one knew what she was doing … Alcohol was still easy to paralyze, but using the same method more often wouldn't have much of an effect. The more he drank, the more he seemed to drink.

Xue Minghuang didn't even understand his own heart. Why did Sophie, who accompanied him to look at the mountains and see the water, suddenly couldn't compare to Xia Ying, who hurt him the most? Are all people really this bad for their own good?

The doorbell rang and Xue Minghuang slowly opened the door. The moment Jing Feng, who was standing outside, saw him like this, he knew that he would definitely be at home drinking. It was useless trying to persuade him. He could not help but shake his head and look at him, "How much did you drink?"

"Not many. I'm still awake. I can't sleep." Xue Minghuang was still a little drunk, if not he would not have answered Jing Feng like this. Looking at Xue Minghuang's helpless expression, Jing Feng only felt that it was laughable.

Why is such a prideful Xue Minghuang always like this? Jing Feng also became more determined, he could not just sit there and do nothing.

In this kind of night, Xue Minghuang was not the only one who could not sleep. Sophie thought about the messy matters of the day, and his emotions became unusually restless. The uneasiness in his heart was wantonly spreading, and he only hated Xia Ying for coming back. Why didn't he just disappear? Only when she disappeared would his world be at peace for a moment.