Chapter 40 The Mystery of the biological mother

Time is always ahead, following it, lamenting it, can't control it, can't resist, can't escape.

However, all I know is that holding your hand, you are the eternal nostalgia in my eyes, eternal and beautiful.

---Xi Xin Miao

Sunset Garden

Bamboo forest.

The emerald green in the sky reflects the vitality, and the two people who walk side by side in the forest are fresh and free from vulgarity, which is another new vitality and warmth.

The clenched hand has never been separated, and it seems to hold it for a lifetime, until the end of time.

A speechless declaration is more beautiful than any oath...

After coming out of the hall, Xi Xinmiao led Shui Yihan to her secret base, a forbidden place where she was usually strictly forbidden for outsiders to enter.

He is the man she identified. Since he has recognized the real thoughts in his heart, he will not stick to the shell like a shrinking turtle.

Xi Xinmiao told herself that the man who holds her hand firmly beside her is a person she can trust.

The only one in my life, unparalleled in the world.

Looking at it, I silently raised my lips from the bottom of my heart.

"What are you laughing at, fool?"

The water turned his head slightly, but he saw the extremely light curvature of the woman around him, and the momentary brilliance in the light wind and clouds. It was so beautiful that it was indescribable that he was infected by her, and there was a trace of stinging in his eyes.

"People are really strange, aren't they? They are still together."

Facing his hot blue eyes, Xi Xinmiao felt it.

The two stood in a fixed place, and the emerald green bamboo surrounded them and isolated the world. There was a space for only the two of them, which was not disturbed, and a trace of jealous happiness permeated in the tranquility.

"The fate is set early, so you can't escape, Shuimen Xi's."

The words in the cold water and cold eyes have come out like a clear spring knocking on a stone, clean and clear without any impurities.

"The fate is determined early." Xi Xin muttered, chewed its connotation and charm, and suddenly bent her eyebrows, "Maybe."

Everything, just because it's this word.

It's magical and beautiful. She is very lucky to have it.

Both of them are idle. They are not in a hurry to explore the deep dense forest ahead. The airflow is full of the unspeakable lingering atmosphere of the two people. The bamboo forest is clear and green, reflecting a pair of people.

Xi Xinmiao looked up at the man opposite him. In his eyes, there was a reflection of her silhouette, and the deep feelings in his eyes were burning.

With tenderness in her clarity, she thought that she could not forget such a pair of eyes no matter what, and she would be as bright as before for the rest of her life.

Suddenly, she remembered his eyes, the same tenderness and a trace of remembrance when she just talked to her father about Shu'er.

She knew that it was the deep nostalgia of the deceased.

At that moment, looking at the always cold General God of War with such an expression, Xi Xinyao knew in her heart that such eyes were love.

He loves Shu'er.

"What kind of person is she?"

She remembered that she asked him like this at that time. Although she didn't name her name, both of them knew who they were referring to.

He may have been a little surprised that she would ask this, but she was stunned and forgot to react.

His pupils shrank slightly, and he seemed to have come to his senses.

Looking at his suddenly dim and powerless face, a trace of sadness swept over the arrogant man in front of him, and there was no time to hide it.

Xi Xinmiao suddenly felt a little cruel at that moment.

"Woman, you just need to remember that your mother is the best person in the world. I only know that she is such a beautiful woman in my life."

"It's her idea for the ten years you ignored me. No name, no flesh and blood. You know it's suspicious, but you still leave it to her?"

Xi Aotian's maintenance without asking the reason is more called Xi Xin Miao's suspicion, but he is more sure of one thing: there must be a story between them.

It's just that he doesn't say anything, and it's useless for her to force her to ask.

"Woman-" Xi Aotian sighed at her and said the vicissitudes of life, as if she was dozens of years old all of a sudden. "Don't hate her. Your mother is very bitter. She has too much to let go, and she also carries too much. In the end, she just wants to be relieved.

Your existence has always been her pillar. If she sees you in the spirit of heaven and doesn't understand her like this, she will be sad.

"Then what should I understand about her? Voluntarily swallowed the poison and let go when I was born? Did you abandon me after giving birth to me? She doesn't want any name, but she doesn't want to give her child a protective cover from the wind and rain?

Does she know that her real daughter disappeared like a meteor in the sky on a cool night six years ago?

The so-called protection? Don't arrange another person's life with your own stubborn and irresponsible approach!

She thought that hiding in a corner silently could keep her daughter safe?

De relief? Well said, what she wants is liberation! Asking for a solution with death, a coward who doesn't want to face the reality, what a grand excuse!

"Woman, if you want to complain about your father, it's because I didn't take good care of your mother. Her only last wish on her deathbed is that you live an ordinary life, even if you don't have any reputation to live like a subordinate. I can't help but promise her."

"No, I have no hatred for her." Xi Xinmiao said calmly, glanced at the excited and sad old man, and said lightly, "I don't blame you."

She really doesn't hate it. She is not really Xi Xinmiao. She has no position to blame this biological mother, but if Xi Xinmiao is really still there, I'm afraid she will be sad to hear these words.

Xi Xinmiao's death contributed to her time travel. She lived as Xi Xinmiao instead of her. She lived better than her and better than her. Although her biological mother passed away, there was also a biological father who loved her very much. Cheng Huan was under his knees and did his filial piety as a child.

In the dark, she made Xi Xinmiao's existence valuable. Is this her wish?

The heartstring was slightly stirred, and Xi Xin's eyes jumped to an unknown place, and his eyes were slightly empty.

Heart, have you seen it? In fact, your family has never really given up on you. Has your knot been opened?

Her expression is like a bystander who is out of the matter, listening to things about her background, as if she is listening to an insignificant story, and the protagonist in it seems not to be her.

The word cold-blooded seems to be interpreted for such a person.

Her indifference and her cold heart made Xi Aotian feel helpless and sad.

Their daughter, their daughter... Whose fault is this?

......

"What are you thinking about being so distracted?" The lotus-like slightly low voice recalled her wandering thoughts.

The refocus has fallen into the bottomless blue eyes. Her eyes moved slightly, and her lips groaned a few times.

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