Mo Yixuan's eyes lit up, and his gaze was directly locked on He Xiyan's face as if it was focused.

It was still such a familiar little face, delicate and pure, not delicate enough, but it had long been deeply imprinted in his mind and engraved in his heart.

He pursed his thin lips, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, hooking up a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time.

After so many days, he finally saw her.

"Yan Yan," he called her nickname in a deep voice, reaching out to hug her shoulders that were as narrow as a plank.

He Xiyan took a step back in surprise, and that hand just fell into the air.

His presence interrupted her thoughts. She kept blinking her eyelashes, and she kept thinking about what he was here for.

"Are you looking for me?" Looking up, she finally met his face, and also saw his thick dark circles and tiredness.

Her heart seemed to throb for a moment, and then she pursed her lips just for a moment, and she also tried to restrain all her emotions.

He has nothing to do with her anymore, and it doesn't matter if he's tired or sick.

"I ......" Mo Yixuan's heart was like being poked by a needle after seeing the indifferent expression on He Xiyan's face, and the joy on his face also faded a little. But he didn't believe it was her real expression.

As he took a step, he bypassed her and walked straight into the room, a room much worse than the villa they lived in, but the smell of this room was the one he knew best. He woke up his nose and breathed greedily into the familiar air here.

"Yan Yan, I'm hungry!" When he spoke again, he said the same thing. It was also the sentence he said to her most frequently over the years. He remembered that as soon as he said that, the woman would not hesitate to do what he wanted to eat, whether it was when she had menstrual cramps or when she was sick.

His face loves him like his life and can do anything for him.

He Xiyan stood in front of the dining table, she supported the table with her hands, looking at the ceiling above, and her heart was mixed. She had been trying to forget him these days, and even if she couldn't, she tried to restrain herself from thinking about him, but he suddenly appeared in her house so inexplicably, which caught her off guard.

Instead of going to the kitchen to cook what he wanted to eat as before, she took out some sweets, cookies, and cakes from a cabinet and put them in front of the man.

"Say, Yixuan, what are you doing here?" She opened her mouth faintly, and there was not much emotion on her pale face, which was suppressed by her in the bottom of her heart.

"I'll take you back!" Mo Yixuan blinked his inky eyes, and after retreating from his usual coldness and indifference, his whole person seemed to be warm, and his face was full of reluctance and expectation.

After the divorce, he thought he could let go of her, so he worked like crazy, day and night, and day, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he couldn't help but have her face and her smile in his mind. Yes, he didn't want to lose her.

He Xiyan only felt that she had been knocked on a bamboo bar, and her head was dizzy, mainly because she heard the man's words in a fog.

Take her back, where to go, this is her home.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

She approached him suddenly, her eyes glaring at him. His appearance made her feel inexplicably restless. He shouldn't be here.

"I said I'll take you back and go back to Night City." Mo Yixuan reached out and picked up a piece of cake and sent it to his mouth, he was hungry, really hungry, and he hadn't eaten anything from yesterday to now.