The night was deep, the stars in the sky were shining below, the noisy city during the day gradually quieted down, and the lights like a galaxy of stars gradually went out. Only the light in the villa has been shining tenaciously.

Li Xingfeng leaned on the head of the bed, the cigarette butt in his hand flashed a faint red light, and the scenes in front of him flashed with the fragments of being with Mo Li before, and the last freeze was Mo Li's surprised face after hearing that she was pregnant.

"I don't know what Mo Li has encountered in the past few years, if Xiao Lu is not Mo Li's biological daughter, then he and Mo Li's unborn child 4 years ago ------", thinking of this, Li Xingfeng's mind suddenly entered the frightened and desperate eyes of the butterfly when he hugged Xiao Lu, who was covered in blood.

If Mo Li knew Xiao Lu's background, would she be able to accept it? 4 years ago, she had already experienced a parting of life and death, and in these 4 years, only Xiao Lu was her only one, and she relied on her love for Xiao Lu to support it with difficulty. If she were told all the truths from the past now, would Mo Li be able to bear the grief of losing her own flesh and blood again?

-----The sudden ringing of the phone interrupted Li Xingfeng's thoughts, and he extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, which was already burning to his fingers, and glanced at the time on the alarm clock at the bedside as he picked up the phone, the hands were pointing to 12:15.

"Wind, I'm a butterfly, it's really ----- to call you so late"

"Hehe, I haven't finished some things yet, and I haven't slept yet. It's that you're already very tired from taking care of Xiaolu during the day, why don't you rest. I don't want to see you with panda eyes tomorrow. ”

"No, Xiaolu is so well-behaved, I'm not tired at all to take care of her. I just have something I want to ask you------"

"Say it, if you don't say it, you won't be able to sleep today."

"That's it-------, you said during the day that I was your ex-wife Mo Li, but after I came back, I thought about it carefully, and I still couldn't remember anything, and there was a blank about the past. In case you are mistaken, your ex-wife and I only look similar, if I find your real ex-wife in the future"

"I won't admit my mistake, I know you're Mo Li! You have forgotten everything before, so you will have such concerns, I will help you tell you all the bits and pieces of your previous time, believe me, you will definitely remember. ”

"However, if I can't remember it all the time, I don't want to take another person's name and occupy someone else's house for the rest of my life.

I don't want you to think of me as someone else, but through me to see another woman, to see me as a stand-in for her. You better forget me, I'm not your Moli. I know Jiaojiao has always been nice to you, and I think she's more suitable for you. ”

Li Xingfeng had a little headache, he rubbed his bouncing temples, lit another cigarette, took a deep breath, and was silent for a while.

"Butterfly, whether you are a butterfly or Mo Li, I only recognize you as a person. It doesn't matter if you can't remember the past, just when we met, I will let you know me again, let's start again, give me a chance, let us rebuild our own future, you, I still have Xiaolu. ”

----The voice on the phone hesitated, and there was no sound for a while, so long that the wind thought that the butterfly was asleep.

"Hey, hey, are you still listening?"

There was a long sigh on the phone.

"I promise you'll give you a chance."

A burst of ecstasy that Li Xingfeng felt instantly rushed to the top of his head, his nose felt a little sour, and his fingers holding the cigarette were a little trembling, he forced himself to calm down, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Then I'll pick you up tomorrow morning, pick up Xiaolu in the courtyard together, and we'll go home." ”

"Good. But Xiaolu doesn't know what happened before, she's so young, I don't want her to know for the time being, if I can't remember it all the time, can you still treat her the same as before? ”

"I will! No matter what happens in the future, Xiaolu will be my daughter. ”

Putting down the phone, he walked around the room in ecstasy, he couldn't help but broadcast Luo Bin's phone, and the sound of ping-pong on the other end of the phone sounded like something had fallen to the ground. Then a confused voice sounded: "Which, didn't look at what time it was!" ”

"Luo Bin, the butterfly promised me, I will pick her up tomorrow and go home"

"Promised?" The voice was much clearer, "She remembered?" Did you tell her about Xiaolu? ”

"Well, not yet, Xiaolu didn't tell her beforehand, I'll talk about it later."

"It's up to you, but you'd better deal with this matter as soon as possible, in case Xia Erying comes out and finds Xiao Lu, if the butterfly knows Xiao Lu's background from him-------"

"Got it, I'll take care of it as soon as possible."

Hanging up the phone, the wind pushed open the glass door of the bedroom and went to the terrace. The moon overhead shone with a silvery white light, shining on the surrounding trees and covering a thin, hazy veil, and took a deep breath of the cool night air, and the joy that had just rushed to his head because of the butterflies came down because of Xiao Lu's affairs.

"Little Lu, Little Lu ------"

Muttering, his brows slowly wrinkled into Sichuan characters, and Xiao Lu's cute baby face appeared in front of him, reaching out to him, as if to pounce into his arms.

"How nice it would be if you were my daughter!" Li Xingfeng couldn't help but reach out and touch the lovely face, but the hand passed through her, the phantom shattered, and the palm of the hand was only full of moonlight.

I won't let that murderer take you away, you'll always be my daughter and Mo Li's daughter.

Li Xingfeng finally made up his mind that he would not tell Butterfly Xiaolu's true identity now and in the future.

"Butterfly, you won't be adrift like a butterfly in the future, I will give you a stable home." Li Xingfeng said silently in his heart.

Little by little, the red morning sun climbed up from the treetops, and the clouds that reflected the sky turned fiery red. Li Xingfeng, who had only slept for a few hours, opened his eyes early, thinking that he was going to take butterflies home today, and the excitement in his heart was about to erupt from his mouth.

Pulled the wardrobe a few times, Li Xingfeng picked left and right like a teenager who went on a date for the first time, and finally picked a set of satisfactory clothes, hurriedly freshened up, drove to the nearby flower shop, knocked on the door and wrapped all the roses in the store, and when I got downstairs to the butterfly, I remembered that the butterfly slept late last night, and it was estimated that I would not get up very early today, so I could only wait anxiously outside the door.

The butterfly, who didn't sleep well all night last night, was about to go to the hospital to see Xiaolu, and when she opened the door, she saw Li Xingfeng holding a large handful of flowers in his hand and turning around at the door, unconsciously holding the petals in his hand. As soon as he raised his eyes and saw the butterfly, he ran over quickly, hugged the butterfly violently, rested his head on the butterfly's shoulder, and his voice was a little choked, "Wife, I'm here to take you home." ”