In this world, time can dilute everything.

No matter how deep or severe the pain is, after the flow of time, it will be healed one day.

What if she hides this pain?

Never mention it, nor show it to others, and even pretend not to remember it myself.

Such wounds will never recover. One day they will open again, and will still be covered in blood and will become increasingly deep.

That's right now.

Ye Xi said that when Xiaoxiao passed away, she didn't cry much, as if she wasn't very sad.

But how can you not be sad?

She just... dare not be sad.

"Xiaoxiao won't blame you." Huo Jinxi said softly, "If she wants to blame, she will only blame me."

Mu Qian cried until she sobbed, as if she couldn't hear him at all.

"Give me the old photos of Xiaoxiao." Huo Jinxi said.

He endured the wounds and pains that she did not dare to face for her.

Even though you know that some pain cannot be shared, it is better for two people to suffer than forbearance by one person.

Mu Qian's emotions have not calmed down for a long time.

She hadn't collapsed like this for a long time, but this time, she was still in front of Huo Jinxi.

It’s not that I can’t bear it, but since I returned to Tongcheng, Xiaoxiao’s incident has been brought up again and again, making her feel uneasy in another world.

The guilt in her heart finally had nowhere to hide.

All of this had nothing to do with him, but he said that he was the father of the child.

Xiaoxiao was only three years old when she left. If she didn't mention it deliberately, she wouldn't understand the meaning of her father and mother.

But Xiaoxiao has a friend in the same apartment. Her friends have fathers and mothers, so the little girl would ask her occasionally: "Mom, where is my father? Why je

y has a mother, a father, I only have a mother?"

The father she is curious about is him...

Mu Qian gave Huo Jinxi a cloud disk account, where all the traces of Xiaoxiao's past were stored, and the traces she dared not look back.

Huo Jinxi went to the audio studio alone, while Mu Qian sat alone in his office and lost her mind for a long time.

She didn't know how long Huo Jinxi had been there, until Zhuang Yan carefully pushed the door and walked in, and whispered to her when she changed her cup of hot tea, "Miss Mu, it's almost two o'clock. You haven't eaten yet. Do you want to order something for you?"

Mu Qian shook her head.

Zhuang Yan hesitated for a moment before saying: "Mr. Huo told him not to disturb him when he went to the audio studio. He was sick and worked hard for several days in a row. We were worried that Mr. Huo would not be able to withstand it..."

Mu Qian did not answer her.

Seeing her expression, Zhuang Yan didn't say much, so she could only retreat silently.

After sitting alone for a long time, Mu Qian slowly got up and walked out of the office.

Huo's headquarters has thousands of employees, and a special floor is allocated as a place for employees to relax and relax. There are a total of six audio and video rooms, all of which are theater-level.

Mu Qian pushed open the doors of the five audio and video rooms in front, and they were all empty.

She stood at the sixth door for a long time before finally gently pushing open the door.

As soon as a crack was opened, a laugh from the depths of her memory came to her.

Mu Qian subconsciously wanted to leave, but she couldn't take a step forward. Even the hand that pushed the door open could not be taken back for a long time.

There were constant laughter from the crack in the door. She was laughing, making noise, screaming, and calling her: "Mom! Mom!"

Mu Qian finally couldn't help but look in through the crack in the door.

On the big screen, Xiaoxiao was running happily on the grass in the park, as if she was playing hide-and-seek with the aunt who was recording the video. When the aunt was about to catch her, she suddenly turned around and rushed to Mu Qian, who was sitting under the tree reading.

Mu Qian was originally looking at the book with concentration, but suddenly she was thrown into her arms. She could only throw away the book in her hand and hug her tightly, "Catch you!"

Xiaoxiao suddenly screamed and laughed loudly, and the mother and daughter were having a fight under the tree.

Huo Jinxi sat in the middle and watched quietly, occasionally coughing a few times, but when he looked at the mother and daughter who were both smiling and making noise on the screen, he still couldn't help but smile.

The screen has been playing for more than four hours, and most of them are similar scenes, but he seems to be unable to see enough and always looks at it with all his attention.

Until there was a sudden increase of someone around him.

Huo Jinxi turned his head and saw Mu Qian.

She looked at the big screen quietly, with a calm face all the time.

Until Xiaoxiao's round little face appeared again on the screen, the voice-over was that the aunt said to her: "Come on, mom is going to school, Xiaoxiao will record a birthday wish for mom!"

So Xiaoxiao immediately sang a birthday song to the camera, clapping and slapping and slapping herself. After singing, she came to the camera again, widened her eyes and said, "Mom, happy birthday, happy every day, I love you!"

After saying that, she pouted and kissed the camera. Her little face was so big that it was deformed by the camera.

Mu Qian suddenly couldn't help laughing, but after laughing, tears fell down again.

Huo Jinxi reached out and held her hand tightly.

"She loves you very much." Huo Jinxi said, "because she knows how much you love her."

Mu Qian raised her arm to block her eyes, but once again she couldn't help crying.

Huo Jinxi raised the armrests of the seat between the two and carried her into her arms again.

Her whole body was cold, and his body was hot, and the neutral temperature was so vague that it was trance.

In the past twenty years, she seemed to be constantly looking for dependence.

Before she was ten years old, her dependence was her father;

After her father passed away, her dependence was on her mother;

After my mother left her, her dependence was the Huo family and grandfather;

After the age of sixteen, her dependence was Huo Jinxi.

Before losing him, she had lost too much and she had regarded him as the only one, so she could not get out of the predicament of losing him for a long time.

When she first arrived in the United States, she was uneasy, fear, and lost hope of getting back with her mother, the worries and fears caused by pregnancy, and the strong physiological reactions caused by pregnancy... She was only eighteen years old at that time, and all kinds of situations were involved. Even if it was nothing during the day, she still couldn't help but hide and cry secretly in the middle of the night.

Even though I was already dead, I still saw him in my dreams at those nights.

In the dream, he is still her dependence.

But when I woke up, there was only her in reality, and the child in my belly.

She woke up from her dream again and again and finally accepted the reality.

After that, the child became her dependency.

However, she eventually lost this dependence.

She seemed to be losing all the time, and in the end she even became a habit, leaving only herself.
Chapter completed!