"Xia Mu!"

Murong Xuan shouted anxiously and did not respond.

He suddenly felt a sharp pain that pierced his heart.

If he finally finds his daughter and loses it again, he will never forgive himself in his life.

He went mad and rummaged through every room of the villa.

No!

No!

No!

He almost searched the entire villa, but he didn't find Xia Mu.

Even Taishan and Lu Weiwei were alarmed, and the two helped to find them.

Murong Xuan is about to go crazy!

Just when he was about to call the East China Sea Theater and Weihai Society, he suddenly saw a small figure sitting on the balcony on the top floor of the villa.

His tense heartstrings were instantly loosened, and he almost fell to the ground.

This is a feeling that no parent can ever experience.

Xia Mu sat on the balcony on the roof of the villa, the night breeze blowing through her hair, and her white little face was a little melancholy.

Murong Xuan could see that Xia Mu's dark and bright eyes seemed to reflect the starlight in the sky.

Just like her mother Xia Meng, there are endless dreams hidden in her eyes!

She also amazed the entire East China Sea with such a pair of beautiful eyes back then, making countless people crazy.

Murong Xuan slowly came to the balcony and saw Xia Mu sitting alone on the balcony swaying his calves, and couldn't help but think of that eight years ago, that gentle and demure woman also liked to sit on the balcony and watch the stars.

"Summer Dream ......"

Murong Xuan muttered, then walked to the edge of the balcony and sat down next to Xia Mu.

The father and daughter sat like this for a full hour, without saying a word.

The bright Milky Way was reflected in the eyes of the two, and the starlight in the sky made this sky seem extremely quiet.

Even though it's summer, it's still a little cool at midnight.

Suddenly, a breeze blew.

Xia Mu's small body trembled.

Murong Xuan hurriedly hugged Xia Mu into his arms, and this time, Xia Mu did not resist or speak.

"Xia Mu, shall I tell you a story?"

After a long time, Murong Xuan slowly spoke.

Xia Mu glanced up at him and nodded slightly.

"Once upon a time, in this villa, there lived a little boy, well-fed and carefree, he could have whatever he wanted, and it seemed that the whole world was in his hands......" Murong Xuan said softly.

Xia Mu's beautiful eyes blinked twice, and there was curiosity in her eyes.

However, one day, he lost everything he had, and his father, mother, uncle, grandfather, grandmother, and the family servant all died overnight! My brother is also missing......"

"Huh?"

Xia Mu exclaimed in surprise and looked back at Murong Xuan suspiciously.

Murong Xuan continued: "From then on, the little boy began to be depressed, and began to be sullen and couldn't say a word to anyone, just like Xiao Xia Mu now. ”

Xia Mu's black and bright eyes looked at Murong Xuan fixedly.

"During those difficult days, there was a woman who carried all the burdens for the boy, and she took care of the little boy's diet and daily life......"

"Because the family is bankrupt, even rats won't come to patronize, and it is the norm to not be able to eat, and the once big fish and meat have become corn porridge and some rancid steamed buns."

Murong Xuan stroked Xia Mu's hair, looked at the starry sky from afar, and gradually fell into memories.

Xia Mu heard the rancid steamed buns, and couldn't help but show a strange look in her eyes, no one knew the taste of the steamed buns better than her.

"On that day, it was the little boy's birthday, and the woman brought back a braised fish and put a candle on a hot steamed bun to celebrate his birthday."

"But that day, the boy drank too much, he kicked over the table, threw away the steamed buns, and said something unacceptable."

"When you talk about your birthday, you fool him with these things."

When Murong Xuan said this, his heart throbbed, and two lines of tears unconsciously flowed from the corners of his eyes.

But he didn't know...... The fish was bought by the woman for washing someone else's dishes for a day!! ”

That night, the boy got drunk and finally ...... Hurt her so badly, and did something to her that will never be forgiven......"

As he spoke, Murong Xuan's hands were tightly pulled together, and his teeth were almost crushed by him.

"Afterwards, the little boy ran away like a coward, and this walk is eight years!"

Xia Mu didn't say a word, just looked at Murong Xuan quietly, she could feel the pain and guilt in Murong Xuan's heart!

For some reason, she also felt a flurry of heartache.

"If God gives the little boy another chance, the little boy will stay even if he is broken, but unfortunately, God played a joke with him."

"Eight years later, when the little boy grows up to be a generation of war gods and returns, the woman who sacrificed everything for him will be ...... Even his own life was lost! ”

"He wants to make up for the mistakes he made, but he can't!"

"He wanted to say sorry to her personally, but no one listened!"

He wanted to tell her that he was able to protect her, love her, and respect her, but ...... It's late!! ”

When Murong Xuan said this, his body couldn't help but tremble.

Xia Mu felt the pain and helplessness in Murong Xuan's heart, stretched out a white and tender little hand, gently stroked his cheek, and wiped away the tears on his face.

"Is that boy you in the story?"

Xia Mu asked, tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

Murong Xuan nodded lightly, for the first time in eight years, he showed his weak side in front of the outside.

This is also the biggest regret and the deepest guilt in his heart!

"Is that woman a mother?"

Xia Mu asked cautiously, tears rolling in his big eyes.

Murong Xuan closed his eyes, tears rolled out again, and nodded silently, "It's me who is sorry for her, sorry for your mother and son!" ”

"Dad...... Daddy......"

Xia Mu suddenly screamed in a voice as thin as a mosquito's chirp, and his little face instantly turned red.

With such a small voice, it is impossible for others to hear it, but what kind of person Murong Xuan is, no matter how small the voice is, he can hear it.

For a moment, he only felt an unprecedented sense of happiness welling up in his heart.

"Xia Mu, you just ...... Just...... What are you calling me? Call it again, okay? ”

Murong Xuan said with anticipation on his face.

Xia Mu suddenly became shy, got into Murong Xuan's arms, picked up his little fist and slapped it on him, "Bad father, bad father, you are a bad father......"

When Murong Xuan heard this, he laughed, and his mood at this time was happier than being named the Supreme Protector of the Country.

But smiling and smiling, he thought of Xia Meng again, and his heart was sour.

"Dream, did you see it? Our daughter called me Daddy, she called me Daddy! ”

Murong Xuan looked up at the starry sky, wanting to hold back the tears in his eyes, but he couldn't, and the tears slipped down again.

"Daddy...... Don't cry, it's so ugly when you cry! ”

Xia Mu's voice finally amplified a little, and he stretched out his little hand again to wipe the tears from his face.

As the saying goes, her daughter is her father's intimate little padded jacket, and Murong Xuan felt it this time.

Murong Xuan had tears in the corners of his eyes, but a smile appeared on his face, he hugged Xia Mu, and said softly: "Xia Mu, as long as you are happy, as long as you are happy, even if you want the stars in the sky, Dad will pick them for you." ”

Xia Mu shook his head slightly, and then muttered: "Dad, I don't want stars, I want to see Aunt Summer, where is Aunt Summer?" She promised me that when I was older, she would take me to my mother, but I couldn't wait...... I miss my mom so much! ”