"Yes." Mu Xiao nodded.

Song Jingyan's mother was a good-hearted woman, and in the past, she often took her children to visit orphans in orphanages.

Mu Xiao met Song Jingyan when she took Song Jingyan to visit the orphanage, and at that time, Song Jingyan still had a cute little sister by her side.

"Miao Miao was only eleven years old that year, and she had a lung disease, and medicine was not as advanced as it is now, so she went before she was diagnosed." Thinking of the sad past, Song Jingyan's voice was astringent:

"Miao Miao's favorite thing to be with me was when she was alive, and she always pestered me when she was fine, but every time she coughed in pain, I could only watch, and there was nothing I could do ......"

He stared intently at the photo on the tombstone, and his dark eyes shouted bright tears:

"I hate myself for not being able to keep her, I hate myself for being useless, so I was admitted to the medical university that year despite my family's opposition, and I vowed that I would never let the disease take away the people I cared about again."

As he spoke, his gaze turned to Mu Xiao, and his voice couldn't help but soften:

"Xiaoxiao, your illness is the same as that of Miaomiao, I believe this is a deliberate arrangement by God, God knows that I have been living in regret and remorse, so I couldn't keep Miaomiao last time, this time I must keep you."

"Xiaoxiao, you must hold on, believe me, I will definitely be able to cure you."

"Hmm." Mu Xiao pursed her lips, her eyes gradually blurred, and all kinds of emotions rolled in her heart like a tide.

Song Jingyan couldn't help himself, his hands were on her trembling shoulders, and he excitedly took her into his arms.

This time, Mu Xiao pushed her away without resistance, and after so much pain and sorrow, she suddenly found that she was already exhausted.

She is just an ordinary little woman, no matter how strong she is disguised on the outside, she is equally sensitive and fragile on the inside.

It's not that I'm greedy for Song Jingyan's arms, it's just that I need a pair of shoulders that I can rely on at this time.

……

Chu Shaochen sat in the car, the sky was getting dark, and the afterglow of the sunset shone in outside the window, vaguely reflecting the disappointment in his eyes.

"Yaoyao died 9 years ago!"

"Shao Chen, after you were picked up by your parents, Yaoyao had a car accident, and after being sent to the hospital, she died before she could be rescued."

"It's all fate, Yaoyao is a child with a hard life, she is destined to suffer when she comes to this world, Shao Chen, don't be too sad."

Dean Han's words kept echoing in his ears.

Yaoyao is long gone.

He could never have imagined that he had spent 9 years looking for a girl, but what he got was such a result.

"Drop!"

There was a clear movement from the phone in his pocket.

He took it out, and it turned out to be an MMS message from an unfamiliar number.

Chu Shaochen mechanically clicked on this MMS, and a high-definition photo clearly appeared in his eyes, and after seeing the content of the photo, his eyebrows locked deeper.

The background of the photo is a cemetery, as the cemetery is relatively remote and covered with snow.

Mu Xiao and Song Jingyan stood in front of a tombstone in the snow, she was wearing Song Jingyan's black windbreaker, Song Jingyan's arms were wrapped around her shoulders, and her little face was buried in his chest.

Looking at this beautiful ambiguous/ambiguous picture, Chu Shaochen's already suppressed heart suddenly felt like he had been stabbed by an awl, and there was a kind of piercing pain and hysterical disappointment, which occupied his whole body like a tide in an instant.

"Ding!"

Chu Shaochen put down his mobile phone, lit a cigarette, and took a big puff.

"Chen, why are you smoking again? Your mood is already bad, and smoking in this case is even worse for your health, why don't you know how to take care of yourself so much? ”

An Yarong sat beside him, she looked at Chu Shaochen, and her beautiful melon seed face showed obvious concern.

Chu Shaochen leaned out of the window with his left hand, flicked the cigarette ash weakly, looked up into the distance, and his eyes were empty:

"Find a time to pack your bags and move to my house."

“……”

An Yarong was obviously stunned for a few seconds, and when she realized that she had heard correctly, she threw herself into Chu Shaochen's arms:

"Chen, do you know how long I've been waiting for you? I love you, you are so good to me, I am willing to repay you with my life. ”

Chu Shaochen still looked into the distance, letting An Yarong murmur warmly in his arms, and from beginning to end, he didn't reply a word.

Now that his Yaoyao is no longer alive.

Since, even his current wife has other men in her heart.

Then, he will pour all the love that should be given to Yaoyao into the woman similar to Yaoyao around him.

Anyway, in this life, love has nothing to do with him, so let him spend his life with this woman who truly loves him.

……

When Mu Xiao returned home, it was already evening, and Chu Shaochen still hadn't returned.

She simply ate a mouthful of food, took the medicine and fell asleep.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Mu Xiao was awakened by the sudden movement outside, she opened her eyes, and reflexively sat up on the bed.

Is that him?

What was he doing early in the morning?

She was wondering, and suddenly a delicate woman's voice came from outside:

"Shao Chen, you are walking so fast, how can people keep up?"

It's Anya Rong's voice!

What is this woman doing in her house?

Mu Xiao suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, she hurriedly put on her clothes and got out of bed.

walked out of the door, and saw An Yarong at a glance-

She was going up the stairs, dragging a large brown leather suitcase in her hand, and her plump and graceful body was wrapped in a light red knee-length trench coat, looking delicate and generous.

"Mu Xiao, it's just in time, come over and help me carry it."

Seeing Mu Xiao, An Yarong's eyes lit up.

"Huh."

Mu Xiao stood still in place, she looked at An Yarong who was struggling to carry her luggage, with a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth.

If Anya Rong sincerely asked her for help, she might be able to help her regardless of her status as a third party, but her commanding tone couldn't help but arouse her resistance.

"Humph!"

An Yarong's beautiful eyes widened, and she angrily threw the suitcase in her hand:

"With such a bad heart, no wonder Shao Chen hates you so much."

A trace of disgust faintly flashed in Mu Xiao's eyes, she stood at the top of the stairs, looking at this beautiful woman standing on the stairs condescendingly, and did not hide the indifference and hostility in her eyes:

"Miss Anya Rong, the purpose of your coming to our house early in the morning should not be just to quarrel with me."

"Huh, your family?" An Yarong had a bright smile on her face and walked up the steps with elegant steps:

"Mu Xiao, what do you think you are, and what qualifications do you have to compare with Shao Chen? Since you want to know, I might as well tell you that it was Shao Chen who took the initiative to invite me to live in, and I will be the hostess of this villa in the future. ”

What the?!

Is this arrogant junior going to enter the house and take over the hosts?

She said, was it Chu Shaochen's active invitation?