With the rustling sound in my ears, my footsteps made a crisp sound when I stepped on the withered yellow leaves.

It's here.

Raising his head to look at the European-style architecture, touching the iron gate, brushing every edge and corner with his fingertips, his thoughts flipped out of the depths of his memory with a familiar feeling.

She came back, not as An Yuxi.

Walking into the Ling Mansion, it was really like going back to her own home, pushing open the door, stepping across the small garden, standing at the door of the villa, her heart suddenly became worried, thinking about Ling Xiangyan and Huang Fuqing's love for her over the years, it was definitely not simple sympathy and pity, let alone putting the love of others on her, every movement, every look, every word of love, the look in their eyes She ignored it for so long.

With the passage of time, a sense of strangeness has long been formed between them, although they have reacquainted themselves with each other after five years of getting along, but the change of roles, An Yuxi must re-acquaint themselves with them in another capacity.

What to do, what to call when she goes up, or what she should say when she pushes open the door and sees them.

She has grown up, and it is impossible for her to run up and hug them around their necks like she did when she was a child.

An Yuxi clutched the corner of her clothes, and before she knew it, her palms were covered with a layer of cold sweat, she opened her mouth wide, and took deep breaths again and again, exhaling, inhaling, trying her best to calm the inexplicable anxiety in her heart.

I don't know how long it took, her hand was numb, and she raised her hand unconsciously, and finally mustered up the courage to knock on the door, and a sound also hit her heart, who would open the door, whether it was the housekeeper or her mother.

The door opened, it was the housekeeper, and when she saw An Yuxi, she called out very respectfully, "Miss An." ”

An Yuxi nodded and then walked into the villa, as soon as he entered the villa, An Yuxi saw three people sitting on the sofa, the family was very full today, and they all seemed to expect her to come, and they sat on the sofa and waited for her.

Before she could walk over, Huang Fuqing couldn't hold it anymore and hurriedly stood up.

Ling Ruoche waved his hand to let all the servants and housekeepers step down, and one less person knew An Yuxi, one less danger.

The air in the room was warm and humid, and when the damp air opened her face, An Yuxi's face soon turned crimson, and the crimson color blurred, and gradually attached to her eyes.

Huang Fuqing's entire eyes were red, she should have been crying for a long, long time, a lot of tears were stored in her eyes, joy, fear, uneasiness, nervous and complex emotions were all mixed in it, looking at An Yuxi for a moment, holding her arm with trembling hands, her mouth opened and closed but she couldn't say half a word.

What should it be called, Xi'er... Or her Kaoru'er....

Huangfu Qing's trembling arms were showing her fear, she was afraid that An Yuxi would suddenly shake off her hand, she was afraid that An Yuxi would blame her, she was afraid... She is afraid of a lot, as long as it is about An Yuxi, she is afraid, and she is eager for her daughter to return to her.

When she knew that Ling Ruoxun was not dead, she was like crazy, holding Ling Ruoxun's photo every day, staring motionlessly, smiling from time to time, crying from time to time, the servants who took care of her were frightened, thinking that Huang Fuqing was sad and crazy. She's not crazy, she's happy, her daughter is alive, alive.....

An Yuxi felt the trembling, very real, the sourness on the tip of her nose made her desperately open her eyes, and looked carefully at all the people in the room, it turned out that she still had relatives, it turned out that she was not alone, "Heh..." A heavy laugh suddenly came out of her chest, and a single byte was full of joy and touch.

This is her biological mother, the mother who gave her life and was sad and depressed for her for so many years.

"Mom!" there was no longer a little melancholy, and after the words were spoken, she and Huang Fuqing were in tears.

"Hey... Hey..."Huangfu Qing nodded in response, grasping An Yuxi more and more, the sudden joy forced her tears, she finally waited, she called her mother, not a godmother, five years, she was not looking forward to this day all the time, "Xun'er, my daughter, you are finally back." ”

"Mom.... Mother... Mom...."She screamed again and again, she had never been so excited in a few years, she still had her mother, she wanted to tell everyone in the world that she actually had a happy home, parents who loved her and loved her, and a brother who thought about her everywhere.

Holding Huangfu Qing'an, Yuxi's heart was like pouring a honey pot, sweet and sweet.

A voice of mother completely shouted in Huang Fuqing's heart, after looking forward to it for so many years, her wish came all of a sudden, and the root of her illness disappeared in an instant.

Huang Fuqing's tears were still flowing silently, An Yuxi gently helped her wipe away her tears, with a happy smile on her face, but her tone was slightly serious, "Mom, if you want to cry again, I think you don't want to see me and want to drive me away." ”

Huang Fuqing hurriedly wiped away her tears and pulled An Yuxi, for fear that the daughter who had just come back would slip away in the next second, "What are you going to go, mom is happy, happy..."

As he spoke, Huang Fuqing hooked the corners of his mouth and chuckled twice.

An Yuxi stared at the flashing light on Huangfu Qing's white teeth, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened, her mother was really beautiful, without the hypocritical wealth of the upper class, easy and generous, elegant and affectionate, the same as Ye Shaolan.

The smile turned his face, Ling Xiangyan, who was originally sitting on the sofa, couldn't hold it back, although he was solemn on the surface, but he also hurt Ling Ruoxun's daughter to the extreme, in front of Ling Ruoxun, he never liked to behave, and he always had a loving father image, "You will cry when you see you, cry when you are uncomfortable, cry when you are happy, don't blame Xun'er for talking about you." ”

There was a mixture of reproach in his tone, but he couldn't help but hear the joy between his words.

"If you don't cry, you'll sob, I didn't sleep all night last night, and the whole room was full of smoke, and I haven't said anything about you, but you blame me. Huang Fuqing smiled and quarreled with Ling Xiangyan, not to be outdone.

"Xun'er, let me tell you, don't look at your father's serious and terrifying person on the surface, in fact, he hid in the study last night and secretly wiped his tears. ”

The facts were exposed, and Ling Xiangyan couldn't hold back on his face, pretending to be angry, "You... What are you talking nonsense...."It's a bit of a tongue to bite if you say it too quickly.

Ling Ruoche saw that the gentle smile in Mo Che's eyes became thicker and thicker, and he also walked in front of An Yuxi, not forgetting to expose his old man's shortcomings, "Dad, I could smell it when I came back last night, and I almost rushed into the study with a fire extinguisher. ”

Father's love is always heavy, maybe it won't be too obvious, but it's a strange warmth, and the warmth in the heart spreads little by little.

Ling Xiangyan really knew how to express the complicated feelings in his heart, and now that his daughter is back, he is the head of the family and can't vent his emotions wantonly like Huang Fuqing, but he can't help but wet his eyes, seeing An Yuxi walking towards him step by step, he can't hold it anymore when he is usually calm and calm.

"Dad. An Yuxi hugged Ling Xiangyan tightly, and put her usual admiration, respect, and current happiness for Ling Xiangyan into this hug.

Being hugged by her like this, the expression on Ling Xiangyan's face froze at first, and then slowly covered with a smile, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes sank deeply, and what was stored in it was the happiness that escaped from his heart, "Hey..."

Ling Ruoche hugged Huang Fuqing, hooked her lips and smiled deeply, and the family of four was finally reunited.

They especially cherish today's happy life because they have experienced too much sorrow, God has given this family the luckiest sense of superiority, and when they should be the happiest, they have been injured and devastated.

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Ling Ruoche called An Yuxi into his room, asked her to sit on the edge of his bed, and then took out a medicine box from the drawer.

"What are you doing with the medicine kit?" An Yuxi still wanted to hide her injury, but she didn't know that when she was in a coma last night, Ling Ruoche had already gone to the hospital to visit her injury, although the injury was not fatal, but it was necessary to change the medicine on time, Du Xin prepared all the medicines, and specially instructed Ling Ruoche.

"Change dressings. Ling Ruoche took An Yuxi's hand, and carefully lifted her sleeve with her head in spite of her evasion, "If you don't change the dressing on time every day, how long do you think you can hide it from your parents." ”

I can't help but blame a little, but the blocked eyes are also indescribably distressing.

He knew An Yuxi's temper, so when he came back from the hospital yesterday, he didn't say a word about An Yuxi's assassination yesterday, but just told Ling Xiangyan and Huangfu Qingfu An Yuxi about recovering their memories, and this one thing was enough for them to be excited all night.

An Yuxi heard the meaning of Ling Ruoche's words, and knew that he had hidden it for himself, the corners of his mouth raised, and he didn't refuse, letting Ling Ruoche change the medicine for himself.

The gauze was removed, Ling Ruoche saw the heart-touching scars on An Yuxi's wrists, after a long night, the wounds had turned dark red, like a burning red iron chain tightly wrapped around the wrist, there was a sore pain in the heart, his eyes were dark, and the strength on his hand was much smaller.

"Do you know who did it?"

In fact, he already has an answer in his heart, but he still needs An Yuxi to confirm it.

"It's cold. An Yuxi said very quickly, and he didn't want to think about what happened yesterday, "It's still because of the shares." Saying this, she pulled the corners of her mouth bitterly, it was because she looked away that she would talk about cooperation with a scumbag like Feng Yihan.

"Yes. Ling Ruoche only uttered a single syllable, and it was obvious that An Yuxi's name was exactly the same as what he thought in his heart, and it was really Feng Yihan.

The wind is in the right family, Mo Zhentian's family, twice unjust, is it true that they think that their Ling family's silence for more than ten years is connivance?