Huo Yao was silent, and a trace of sadness flashed in his cold eyes.

An Xiaojing was stunned for a moment, followed his gaze, but saw a white building not far away, which looked a little like a tomb.

She was horrified, and she couldn't care about the exhaustion around her, so she stepped forward quickly, pushed away the layers of trees, and sure enough, a boxy tombstone appeared in front of her eyes.

The white stele is made of marble, and there is a small black and white photograph near the top.

The woman in the photo is smiling gently, her facial features are very similar to Huo Yao's, but she doesn't want Huo Yao to be like this, but she always reveals a gentle and fresh feeling, and her lips are slightly hooked, like the catkins flying in March, which makes people feel pity.

If it was a big living person standing in front of An Xiaojing, An Xiaojing would praise it anyway, but now it is just a low tombstone, a small photo, in this lonely mountain, An Xiaojing only feels a sadness in her heart.

She immediately felt a strong sympathy for Huo Yao.

"I am not Fu Xiaoyi's biological child. Huo Yao said slowly, his gaze fell on the stone tablet, flowing gently.

He squatted down, took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, and wiped the traces of the sunset rain from the stone tablet a few days ago, with a gentle movement, as if what was in front of him was not a cold stone tablet, but a mother who had a temperature and loved him.

"Ah Yao......" An Xiaojing felt sorry for Huo Yao and called in a low voice.

"Fu Xiao's opinion is like seeing an enemy, because of my existence, I am always reminding her that her man once fell in love with another woman behind her back, and even had an illegitimate child. ”

This is the first time An Xiaojing has heard Huo Yao talk about his life, although he has heard some from the mouths of others, but it is not accurate.

An Xiaojing had also wondered about Huo Yao's life experience for a while, but here, there was the sound of the wind blowing the leaves in her ears, but she was resisting Huo Yao's words.

Let Huo Yao tell the past, I am afraid that it will carve another crack in his heart.

The woman in the photo is still smiling, as if she doesn't know the suffering of the world, but An Xiaojing feels that if she is still there, she is afraid that she will feel sorry for her only son and live so hard for her.

"Auntie, what's the ......" An Xiaojing opened her mouth to say a few words, and then paused, she quickly realized that if she asked this, she was afraid that it would make Huo Yao even more sad.

Huo Yao turned a deaf ear and said to himself: "When I was ten years old, my mother died, and she died so simply, and I didn't even have the money to bury her. ”

Ten years old was Huo Yao's darkest years.

A young child suddenly lost his support, and his world collapsed in an instant at this moment.

And when he begged Huo Guoping, he only got a roll of his eyes, and he didn't even have a word of comfort.

If it hadn't been for that man's help at that time, Huo Yao would almost have been sure if he would have survived the dark winter of that year.

An Xiaojing's eyes were red, tears slipped down, she only felt that her steps were a little weak, all the comforting words she wanted to say had no effect at this moment, she staggered to Huo Yao's side, squatted next to him, and hugged him with some distress.

She finally understood why Huo Yao was always with Huo Xiao, Fu Xiaoyi was like fire and water, and she was not close to Huo Guoping, it turned out that there was such a reason.

She couldn't help but think of what happened to Ji Chengcheng, who was also an illegitimate child, and Ji Chengcheng was lucky, at least her father really loved her.

"Ah Yao, it's over, it's all over. She muttered this repeatedly, and cold tears fell on Huo Yao's shoulder.

Huo Yao turned around and hugged her, and said with a smile: "I said about me, why are you crying like this? It's like you've experienced these things." ”

An Xiaojing was angry, and said with red eyes: "I'm sorry for you, empathize!" She deliberately raised her tone to show her momentum, and suddenly found that she was still in front of Huo Yao's mother's tombstone, and hurriedly lowered her head again, wanting to maintain her good image.

Huo Yao was completely amused by her series of actions, and her sadness melted away.

It's been more than 20 years, his sadness has long been gone, and all that remains is hatred and anger, but An Xiaojing actually hooked out his long-lost emotions.

An Xiaojing blamed Huo Yao for making a fool of herself in front of Huo's mother, and muttered and complained.

Huo Yao hugged her and didn't refute, but looked at the tombstone.

On the tombstone, Huo's mother was still smiling brightly, and she didn't know if she was happy because her son had found someone who was willing to grieve what he was griefing for.

The way down is much faster than up, but it's already nightfalling.

An Xiaojing's eyes were swollen because of crying, and she didn't want Huo Yao to look at it at all, but Huo Yao laughed a few words, so she pretended to be angry and ignored Huo Yao.

Seeing this, Mochen didn't say much, got into the driver's seat and drove away.

After seeing Sheng Sixue's coquettish demeanor, and also seeing Ye Chunzhen's sprinkling on the spot, Mochen is now 100% satisfied with An Xiaojing found by Huo Yao.

There are almost no girls like this who can make the young master happy, compared to Sheng Sixue's thousands of family fortunes, An Xiaojing's sincere heart is enough to withstand it.

Sure enough, their young master is the most powerful, and he quietly won the best girl in the world.

Mo Chen's mind is quiet, naturally he doesn't know, if he knows, he will probably laugh three times, and at the same time tease Mo Chen.

By the time I got home, it was completely dark.

As soon as An Xiaojing stepped into the house, she bumped into a small ball of flesh, she was knocked back two steps, and when she looked down, she was wronged.

"Mom, where have you been, Dangdang is going to starve to death!" Dangdang complained about the evil deeds of Huo Yao and An Xiaojing, and she was about to arch into An Xiaojing's arms, but she was lifted up by someone carrying the clothes on the back of her neck, and her little short legs suddenly fluttered in the air a few times, and her little face turned red.

"What do you want to eat, say. Huo Yao was concise and concise, and by the way, he hugged Dangdang directly into his arms.

As soon as he came into contact with Huo Yao, he became honest in an instant, and obediently and skillfully reported the names of many dishes he wanted to eat, and then winked at An Xiaojing proudly, which immediately made An Xiaojing cry and laugh.

"Okay, give your mother a massage, and when you're well, I'll be fine here." ”

An Xiaojing was slightly stunned, and then realized that Huo Yao was worried that he was tired of climbing the mountain, and he even woke up Dangdang.

But when Dangdang was a complete foodie, as soon as he heard this, he ran to An Xiaojing's side and pinched her shoulders for her.

Meal.

An Xiaojing was about to go to the house, but there was a depressed feeling in her heart, as if she had thought of something, she turned back sharply and asked Huo Yao, who was cleaning up the table, "Ah Yao, do you want to seek revenge on the Huo family?"