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Chapter 276 - Stories of Delay

"If you want to leave, I was afraid that something might happen to you alone. Thus, I sent you to Zhao Xiyan's place and let you be his wife for a short period of time. However, I never would have thought that this journey would take another five years."

"Lin Xiang, why, why are you not willing to give me a chance if you want to live through your self-deception?"

"Our child was actually safe and sound all along. The one that was thrown away by the clan elder was only something that I arranged beforehand. She is currently very healthy, and really wants to become the Mummy. She was never a son. She was a daughter. "

The thin mouth opened and closed, saying things I didn't understand very well, even words that could be described as crazy.

"Calm down, you're crazy. You need to check if you're awake or not."

Daughters and graves were all fake. There were none at all.

It must be because the little devil attacked me too hard, so I can't tell the difference between reality and dreams now.

I kept cheering myself up.

Slow down suddenly laughed.

"Haha, you're right. Just take me for a madman. I have tried to use my protection to slowly restore your memories. I have gone mad, I have tried to pull the stubborn you back, I have gone mad, I know that the possibility of that is not high. "" You … .

His gentle tone could not be faked.

I saw the truth in his eyes.

So do I really have children?

Did I really lose my child? No, my child is fine, but am I wrong in my own memory?

How is this possible?

I subconsciously took this possibility out of my mind. I myself was the most clear on whether I was rational or not, so why would I need someone to teach me anything? If I were to speak slowly, I'm afraid that they would want to interrupt my normal judgment, right?

I've never been a man who likes to mess around.

However, the expression on the man's face didn't seem like he was faking it.

If he was not lying, then what was the truth?

"Lin Xiang, do you not want to see that child?" Her gentle voice was tinged with a hint of allure, just like Granny Wolf, luring Little Red Riding Hood towards his trap bit by bit. Little Red Riding Hood clearly knew that this could be dangerous, but the slight hesitation in her heart still drove her closer and closer to Grandma Wolf's trap.

"Child, be gentle. You better not lie to me."

Subconsciously, I didn't want to believe what was being said, especially since I didn't feel much about it myself.

I don't have any memories about the 'gentle' words in my head, not a single one. That's why I felt like the 'gentle' words were on purpose to deceive me. As for what it was, I believe that the moment I saw the 'gentle' words about my daughter, everything would be exposed.

At that time, it was obvious whether or not the words spoken by Mu Ru Yue were true. Of course, even if Mu Ru Yue really did have a daughter, it didn't mean that Mu Ru Yue was right.

I have already seen how crafty he is. I will not easily believe his words. Perhaps it is because he wants us to continue to be together that he deliberately made up such a lie?

"Alright."

Although the two of us are in the same room, we have different thoughts and thoughts. The Little Devil isn't around and he doesn't say anything. The entire room fell into a strange awkward atmosphere.

I wanted to break the current awkwardness, but after careful consideration, even if I said anything, it didn't seem to have much of an effect. This kind of silence is also good.

Even when the Little Devil was here, he wasn't serious, not to mention that he and I were the only two people in the ward.

When it was almost dusk, two men in black came into the room. They seemed to be his subordinates.

"Master, the arrangements have been made. We can go now."

The two of them respectfully watched as it slowed down, and they directly carried the wheelchair that they had prepared to the side of the bed.

Although it was only his eyes that were slightly injured, they could not be used for strenuous exercise. Sitting in a wheelchair was slightly safer than him walking.

"Where are you going?"

Although I didn't want to speak, I still had to take care of it. Furthermore, it was already late in the night, so if there were any more problems, Little Devil and I wouldn't be able to take responsibility if we were to leave now.

"To see our daughter."

I panicked, and the fruit knife cut my finger. In that instant, it hurt so much that I frowned.

Subconsciously, he used the apple and fruit knife to block the injured finger, ensuring that it was so thin that it couldn't be seen.

Even I don't know why I would have such a reaction. The first thing I did when I was injured was to block my hand.

"Wait for me, I'll wash my hands and go with you." I put the apple on the basket on the table and went into the bathroom.

His fingers were bleeding profusely and the wound was deep. It was no wonder why the pain from a moment ago was so severe. A huge chunk of flesh was on the verge of being sliced off. How could his fingers not be painful?

Am I feeling guilty?

Did he feel guilty about meeting the child that was mentioned in the mouth? That's why you hurt my finger so badly?

Afraid that I would be slow and wait for the others to hurry up, I hastily cleaned up the blood on my hands before leaving.

The people in black just happened to gently help me into the wheelchair. When they saw me coming out, they nodded at me before pushing me out.

It seemed that they were certain that I would follow them. It was just that their subordinates seemed to be a bit unhappy just now.

This thought flashed across my mind, and I immediately gave chase.

Along the way, the atmosphere in the car was very quiet, and I didn't really like to take the initiative to strike up a conversation.

It's probably because after living abroad for the past few years, there aren't many people around me who can speak the same language as me, so most of the time I just keep silent and shut myself up in my room, pondering over things that I like, or learning new things.

The result of this is that I don't really like communicating with others and become a little taciturn.

Fortunately, I didn't interact with many people, so I didn't leave an image of a fool behind.

"We're here, get off."

It was two hours, and several times I almost fell asleep by the window, when I finally reached my destination. Is this a farm?

Looking at the surroundings, I was a little surprised. I didn't expect that Xiao Budian would actually like this kind of suburban area. It could even be said that it was a rural area.

But the air was fresh.

I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths of fresh air before catching up to the light air that had been pushed forward.

Due to the gentle ride of the wheelchair, my speed wasn't that fast. In addition to the nervousness I felt in my heart, I was deliberately enjoying the scenery here. Towards the slow speed of the gentle ride, I actually had a little bit of joy.

After walking for a long distance, I finally saw a small house. No, a small house with a pink and blue color.

A house that looked alive.

"We'll be there soon. On a field. " Yes, we were walking in the middle of the field now, and the fields were full of good grain.

As we passed by, the wheels of the gentle wheelchair left deep and shallow marks on the ground. Our footprints were also left on the ground, large and small, with varying depths.

I didn't mind the dirt on my clothes when I stepped on the marks left by the gentle wheelchair. I grew up in this kind of environment.

At that time, my parents worked, so they left me at my grandparents' house. Every day, my grandparents would take me to the fields and let me work. Later on …

Those memories seemed to have gone far in my mind, as though they were no longer very clear. However, occasionally, I would recall the past. Those were my childhood memories.

"papa?" The girl's melodious voice carried an unrestrained smile, like the most melodious music that cleansed the soul.

I, on the other hand, looked in the direction where the voice came from the moment the girl spoke.

She wore a pink princess dress with two pigtails and held mud in her hands.

Seeing that there was a momentary panic on the part of the parents, he frantically hid his hands and feet from her, and threw the mud far away.