"Xiaobao, you're going to scare your aunt to death, you can't run out by yourself in the future, you know?"

"Auntie, Xiaobao just wants to buy a gift for her mother." Xiao Zimo tugged her hand and explained for Xiaobao.

"Hey, I know, but the capital is too chaotic, this time we are here to find your mother, if you haven't found her, you have an accident, how can I explain to her."

Murong Zhi sighed, when Su Ye questioned her just now, although what she said was lying to him, but now Yan'er has indeed disappeared.

Thinking of yesterday, Yan'er said that she wanted to buy a birthday gift for Xiaobao, but she didn't go back this time.

Because I was worried about her, I would come here today, but these two children had to follow, so they didn't listen, so she had no choice but to take them out together, but she didn't expect to meet Su Ye after just coming out.

Fortunately, he only cared about asking Yan'er about it just now, and didn't pay attention to the two of them, otherwise she really didn't know how to explain it to him.

was walking, but Zimo beside him suddenly stopped, and Murong Zhi looked down in confusion and asked him, "What's wrong?" ”

"Auntie, why don't you let us recognize Daddy? The man just now"

"Zimo" Murong Zhi suddenly reached out to cover his mouth and blocked what he was about to say.

"Zimo, there may be some misunderstandings between your mother and father, and when their problem is solved, it's not too late for you to recognize each other."

"But since it's a misunderstanding, why has my mother been hiding, wouldn't it be better if I could talk to my father?"

Murong Zhi's body was stunned. Unexpectedly, this little guy could say this, she squatted down and hugged Xiaobao on her lap. hugged Zimo into his arms again and gently stroked his hair.

"Zimo, don't worry, when we find your mother, we will persuade her well, I believe that as long as you say it, she will definitely listen."

"Hmm"

Zimo nodded heavily, and the determined look overflowing in his eyes became more and more similar to Su Ye. If Su Ye had glanced at him just now, he would definitely have recognized that this was the little guy who was always lying in his arms and calling him daddy.

Murong Zhi comforted the two children and led them to the inn that had been booked a long time ago.

Just as they walked forward. Xiaobao in her arms has been lying on her shoulder and looking at the place where Su Ye disappeared, and her stubborn little face seems to be planning something.

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Dead

The red lights on the side of the street were all lit, but Qingyan Pavilion was silent, leaving only the dim light in Su Ye's room.

At this time, the man was sitting on the bed, holding a concentric knot in his hand.

He remembered. That begging festival. This concentric knot held the two people together, but now, both ends of this concentric knot have been cut.

He carefully re-attached the concentric knot to his arm, holding the other end tightly in his palm, as if this was the only thing he could grasp now.

He was just about to close his eyes and rest, when there was a commotion downstairs, and he faintly heard the voice of the guard, and the voice of a milky child.

He frowned. But he didn't get out of bed right away, until the sound outside became more and more chaotic. He shouted out of displeasure to the door, and asked the guard guarding the door to go downstairs to take a look.

After a while, the guard came up to report that the child he had met on the street during the day had suddenly come here.

Su Ye asked him to step back, and he didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but after listening to them tossing for a long time, the kid had no intention of leaving.

He took a coat from the side of the bed and put it on, opened the door and went downstairs, and as soon as he reached the front hall, he saw the child lying on the ground, looking like he was rolling around.

"What's going on with him?"

When the guard outside the door saw him appear, he said with a dignified expression: "Owner, this kid said that he must see you, but his subordinates didn't listen to what they said." ”

"Bring him in."

"Yes"

The guard answered, turned around and shouted to Xiaobao, who was still lying on the ground, but he was just lying on his stomach and had no intention of getting up, the guard's face sank, and he directly picked him up from the ground.

"Let go of me, let go of me"

"Be honest"

Watching him toss and turn in the arms of the guards, Su Ye sat down on the chair with an expression on his face, reached out and clicked on the table, signaling the guards to put him on the table.

"You're looking for me?"

After Xiaobao was put on the table, he sat cross-legged and stared at the man in front of him with a small mouth, but there was no light here, and his silhouette could only be faintly seen by the light and shadow of the lantern across the street.

"If you don't speak, I'll have someone throw you out."

Hearing this, Xiaobao's mouth moved, but he still didn't say anything, a pair of fleshy little hands clenched, and then suddenly stretched out to the mask on his face.

Su Ye dodged slightly sideways, grabbed his hand, and dragged him into his arms, but his small action reminded him of Yan'er again.

I remembered that the first time he brought her to the courtyard, she reached out to take off her mask, but she was coldly refused.

He suddenly became a little curious about the little guy, so he carried him upstairs and still put him on the table in the room.

Through the light, I vaguely felt that his appearance was a little familiar, but in a trance, it was a little unreal.

Just when he wanted to look more closely, the little guy suddenly said in a milky voice: "Are you my father?" ”

“”

Su Ye was stunned, and when he reacted, he said faintly unhappily, "You recognized the wrong person." ”

"But you're very much like the person in the picture."

Su Ye frowned, but he was a little attentive to his words, and then carefully recalled that he seemed to be held in Murong Zhi's arms during the day.

"What painting are you talking about?"

"My mother painted it, she told me that the person in the painting was my father."

"Your mother? Who is it? ”

"My mother-in-law has a very nice name, she is called, called, Yan" The little guy scratched his head, and he couldn't remember it clearly for a while, after all, he usually didn't call his mother's name.

But Su Ye stood up in surprise by the word he said, and a touch of excitement finally appeared on his face that had been dark for a long time.

"Isn't it Mo Qingyan?"

"yes, that's it."

The little guy raised a warm smile, but it made Su Ye stunned, he finally knew why he felt so familiar to him just now, it turned out that the truth turned out to be like this.

"You, are you really my child?" Su Ye's voice was a little choked, and he reached out to put his hand on his shoulder, excited that he was like a child to confirm such a serious matter.

The little guy looked serious and nodded vigorously.

Su Ye suddenly smiled, but a drop of cold liquid slipped from his eyes.

Yes, it has been so long since Yan'er left with her child in her arms, it should be so old. (To be continued......)