suddenly learned the truth five years ago, and Liang Huan was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Before he could speak, Song Jiaxi added in a weak voice: "That afternoon...... I'm still at the door of the mother and child...... I saw your sister take your arm and enter the outpatient hall......"

Liang Huan: "......"

He really doesn't remember that the day he accompanied his sister to the prenatal checkup was the Dragon Boat Festival......

The key is that after he accompanied Liang Qing to the prenatal checkup, he and Song Jiaxi were still fine, the two of them went to self-study together, ate together, and watched a movie together in the middle.

It wasn't until the day before the summer vacation that she suddenly broke up with herself......

He kept thinking about what he did wrong during that time, who he came into contact with, even the aunt who cleaned up in their dormitory, he thought about it again, but he didn't think about his own sister.

After Song Jiaxi finished speaking, seeing that Liang Huan didn't say anything for a long time, he couldn't help but raise his head and glanced at him.

The moment the two of them looked at each other, Liang Huan's lips moved, and then he asked hesitantly, "So...... Five years ago...... Do you think I split my sister's legs, and you think the child in my sister's belly is mine?? ”

"I ......" Song Jiaxi had red eyes and a red face, although she wanted to deny it, she still ...... He nodded in frustration.

"So...... We broke up...... It's not because you suddenly don't love me anymore?? Liang Huan's voice suddenly trembled slightly, his deep eyes looked at Song Jiaxi without blinking, and for the first time, there was a faint hint of collapse on his always calm face.

Song Jiaxi bit her lip hard, lowered her head, and didn't dare to speak.

After Liang Huan stared at Song Jiaxi for a long time, he suddenly pulled the quilt on Song Jiaxi's body, covered his head, turned around, and fell on her soft big bed.

All his movements were done in one go, without a pause.

Song Jiaxi looked at him with a confused expression, and a pair of slender little hands pulled his quilt helplessly, but he couldn't pull it back.

The quilt covering Liang Huan's head was quiet at first, and there was no movement, but after a while, there was a faint sobbing sound.

Song Jiaxi pulled the quilt's little hand and paused suddenly.

She looked at Liang Huan, who covered her head with a quilt, and a thought suddenly popped into her mind-he...... Is this crying??

She silently lowered her hands, just sat beside Liang Huan, looking at him silently, but there was a knife in her heart, knife after knife, poking fiercely at the softest place in her heart.

After a moment of silence in the room, Liang Huan probably collected his emotions.

He lifted the quilt and peeked his head out of it, looking as usual, except for a slight moist mark at the corner of his eye.

"I'm ......" Song Jiaxi opened her mouth, and was about to say something when Liang Huan suddenly stretched out his arm and took her into his arms.

The next second, his soft lips fell directly on hers.

Unlike the softness of his lips, this kiss of his is domineering and strong, with a determination that cannot be refused; His arms around her waist seemed to rub her into his body with all his strength.

Song Jiaxi was a little stunned, her eyes widened, and she looked at Liang Huan in front of her.