"Mom-" Qin Lang got out of the car and called Bai He, Bai He didn't answer him, didn't even look at him, and walked into the villa from the garden.

Looking at Bai He's back, Qin Lang was helpless.

Qin Xiaojin gave Qin Lang a reassuring look, and then helped Qin Hu into the villa.

Qin Xiao and Qin Lang lagged behind, and the two glanced at each other with a wry smile.

All this is expected, and since I have decided to come back publicly, I am ready to face all this. It's just that Li Mengyao's illness made both of them uncomfortable in their hearts, but fortunately, Qin Shanhai did not fall ill.

Qin Xiao cried too many tears in the past two days because his mother was angry with his father and ignored him, and his eyes were still red and swollen at the moment. Qin Lang looked at Qin Xiao's haggard appearance and felt distressed. Qin Xiao put his hand into his hand and was held tightly by him. This warm and powerful grip touched the softness of Qin Xiao's heart, and the tears of grievance came out of her eyes again, and Qin Lang reached out to wipe her tears-

Bai He stood in front of the window and looked at the scene outside the window, and was angry.

She only felt that her heart was bored, and her eyes were about to faint, but fortunately, a pair of hands behind her supported her in time.

"Ozu." Bai He was speechless when she only shouted this name, she was in a complicated mood, and she didn't know what to say for a while, so she silently shed tears.

Qin Xiaojin hugged her, patted her on the back, and comforted her.

They warmed each other with foam, it has been more than 20 years in a blink of an eye, at the lowest point of her life, it was these hands that pulled her out of the quagmire, giving her hope for life, in the years that followed, when she was helpless, when she was sad and angry, it was these hands that gave her the wind and drizzle, gave her sunshine and rain, and now in her old age, it is still these hands that support her, soothe her, give her support and strength.

Bai He's heart was flustered.

Such a beautiful love for him, she was fortunate to meet in this life, how she wished that her children could be as lucky as her, but her son fell in love with someone he shouldn't love, and met resistance-

She raised her head and looked at Qin Xiaojin with teary eyes, Qin Xiaojin's eyes were full of understanding and tolerance for her. He reached out to wipe her tears, and the more he wiped them, the more they were.

In the end, Qin Xiaojin said: "Actually, Lang Lang and Ning Ning are not related by blood, let them be together if they love each other, those ethics are shackles, how painful it is for two people who love each other to not be together when they encounter shackles, Bai He, others don't know, the two of us know——"

Qin Xiaojin's eyes were deep and his voice was hoarse, which shocked Bai He deeply.

It was as if she had seen the past with him—

They knelt in front of Princess Sirin together, facing a complete farewell, the ship of love had been crashed on the other side, and it was a life and separation that was more painful than death, and life and death-

They flew abroad together to meet Princess Sirin and walked into the princess's palace together, but they failed to leave together.

Qin Xiaojin was detained by Princess Shilin, and Bai He walked out of the palace alone. She passed out outside the princess's bedchamber. When you wake up, you find yourself still in the palace, asleep in the palace's luxurious bed. There is a secretary of the royal family who is taking care of her.

"Miss Bai, you're pregnant." The secretary can speak Chinese, although it is not standard, the accent is very strong, but Bai He can understand, especially the word "pregnant" is like two nails firmly nailed to Bai He's nerves, her heart is excited and ecstatic and there is a sharp pain.

Ozu, I'm finally pregnant and pregnant with our child, but this child was born without a father, and I have to face the separation of my parents-

Why does she always have the fate of being a single mother?

However, she didn't have a choice, she could only say in her heart, Ozu, don't worry, I will give birth to our child and raise him.

The desperation of that year is unforgettable.