Maloro nodded with satisfaction, hesitated again and again, took advantage of the right opportunity in front of him, and said softly: "Xiaojuan, some words have been pressed in my heart for a long time, forgive me for not vomiting and being unhappy...... That one...... Xiaojuan, I'm really your father, you should have guessed it, right?" Malloro looked at Zhang Xiaojuan with a worried mood, seeing that her face was as usual and did not fluctuate much, obviously she already knew in her heart, the stone hanging in Malloro's heart finally landed, he pondered the language and continued: "I was troubled by some things when I was young...... Crazy... Belch... Decadent for years, perhaps... At that time, I had you, blame me for being ridiculous and I don't know, it has caused you to have a very hard time all these years, you... Can you forgive me?"

Zhang Xiaojuan listened silently, even if she had been mentally prepared, she still didn't know how to speak when she heard this, according to her style of acting a year ago, she would definitely tell him in a righteous and solemn manner that she was not his daughter, and he was not his father! But why couldn't she open her mouth again after a year? Was it because of his resemblance to Dajuan's face? Or was it the care and care he had given her over the past year that gave her the illusion that Dajuan was by her side?

Zhang Xiaojuan's dark eyes looked at Maloro, and said very seriously: "You have done what a father should do, you don't need to feel guilty, and you don't need to beg for forgiveness!"

Maroro's deep dark eyes reflected two small campfires, shining brightly, and muttered to himself: "No, I didn't do well enough, I owe you too much, that... Komaki, can you call me father?"

Zhang Xiaojuan stared at his expectant eyes, his lips opened lightly, and he couldn't shout the simple word father.

Maloro smiled bitterly: "Forget it, let's call uncle! In other words, I can't call it, after all, I haven't gotten along for more than ten years." ”

Zhang Xiaojuan nodded apologetically, and then, both of them were silent.

There was a crackling sound from the burning of the dry wood, and Maloro pushed the burned wood into it and added some new firewood.

Zhang Xiaojuan had mixed feelings in her heart, she wanted to cruelly tell Maroro that she was not his daughter, and her father was someone else. Greedy for this feeling of self-deception, she admits that she is still cowardly in her heart, she cherishes this feeling of having relatives company, and is afraid of being lonely in another world.

Zhang Xiaojuan silently looked at the beating bonfire, and the ghost made a god come out with a sentence: "It just looks alike, and it may not be related by blood." ”

Maloro's usually calm wrist trembled quietly a few times, and he remembered Andrés's pro-fluid test, and suddenly became weak, as if the confidence accumulated in his heart a while ago collapsed, revealing the bloody facts.

Maloro pretended to smile calmly, "Have you ever seen a stranger who looks exactly the same?"

Zhang Xiaojuan's dark eyes looked over, wasn't this person in front of him? He looked almost exactly like Dajuan.

"Carlos asked my mother's name a few days ago, it's you......" Before Zhang Xiaojuan finished speaking, Maloro said eagerly: "Don't believe him." ”

Zhang Xiaojuan swallowed the words behind him, remembering their strange recent event, and suddenly his mind moved, why not take the opportunity to cheat?

Zhang Xiaojuan bit his lip and made a hesitant look, and whispered, "Carlos told me everything." ”

Malloro's eyes widened in shock, if Carlos was present at this moment, he would have to punch him, this brainless idiot, obviously there was a problem with the test results, what was the reason for the confirmation from Xiaojuan in such a hurry?

"Idiot!" Malloro gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, quickly organizing the language in his heart, explaining: "Xiaojuan, don't listen to Carlos's nonsense, there is something wrong with that hydrophilic test, the actual situation is not like that. ”

Zhang Xiaojuan keenly grasped the sensitive words in Maloro's words and tried to say: "But he said that there is no problem with testing the pro-fluid." ”

The sound of Maroro's teeth grinding came into Zhang Xiaojuan's ears, which showed how angry he was, and after a while, he only heard him say extremely cautiously: "There is no doubt about the efficacy of the prophilia test liquid developed by Andles, but the test results are very different from the facts, you will not be Carlos's daughter, let alone Andles's daughter, you can only be my Marlos's daughter!"

What is this? How did it get involved with Andles? And it's their daughter, can it be more absurd? She, a visitor to the earth, is actually related to two men from another world, who believes it? And looking at Maloro's lost expression, the test results must have denied him, right?

Zhang Xiaojuan would rather accept the fact that she is related to Maroro than have a relationship with two other big men! She took the initiative to stretch out her little hand and press it on Maroro's big hand, "Hearing is not necessarily false, and seeing is not necessarily believing, you don't have to worry about it!"

Maloro was overjoyed in his heart, and grabbed Zhang Xiaojuan's small hand, "Do you believe me?"

Zhang Xiaojuan nodded, "There are no surprises in the Continent of Herbas, Andles's family test liquid is not omnipotent, no matter what the test result is, in my heart, you are good to me, Carlos is good to me, Grandpa Joseph is good to me, you are my relatives, I don't need any family test liquid to prove, let alone other ways to prove, I agree with you in my heart." ”

Maloro was so excited, there were two bonfires beating in his dark eyes, and a fiery heart beating in his strong body, after so many years, he felt that he had only reached the peak of happiness at this moment, and he was speechless with excitement.

Zhang Xiaojuan sat down next to him, holding his small hands with his big hands, and the small shadows next to the big shadows, quietly staring at the bonfire and quietly listening to the sound of dry wood burning.

Maloro's deep voice sounded slowly, he was telling some interesting stories about his childhood, including Carlos and Joseph, whenever Carlos was reprimanded by Joseph, Maloro leaned back with laughter, and Zhang Xiaojuan was also amused.

At the end of the laugh, he felt a little sleepy, Zhang Xiaojuan forced himself not to fall asleep, but after holding on for a while, he couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep leaning on Maloro's arm.

Zhang Xiaojuan originally thought that Marolo was alone by her side, and she was worried about Xiao Maoqiu and Carlos, and they would definitely not fall asleep easily, but she didn't expect that she would have no dreams all night and sleep until dawn.

When she woke up in the morning, she found herself leaning over a bag of luggage covered with animal skins, covered with a big cloak in addition to her own cloak, and Maroro, who was originally guarding beside her, was nowhere to be seen, Zhang Xiaojuan was so frightened that she woke up instantly, she turned her head to look around, and found Maloro standing in the bushes not far away, revealing a faint back.

Zhang Xiaojuan continued to pretend to sleep in embarrassment, and it was not until Maloro came over lightly to help her put on the cloak that had slipped down, that Zhang Xiaojuan took the opportunity to wake up.

"Good morning!" Malloro greeted with a smile, his eyes bloodshot as he must have had a sleepless night.

"Good morning!" After saying hello, Zhang Xiaojuan wanted to stand up and move, but as soon as she got up, her legs hurt so much that she fell down, but fortunately, Maloro quickly helped her.

"Thank you!"

"Let's get up again in a moment!" Malloro helped her to sit down, and brought her a kettle to wash.

"Haven't they come back yet?"

"Come back in the evening, if you're fast, tomorrow at the latest. Maloro added: "They won't go too deep, rest assured!"