It's just Xixi, who always asks her to rush to do her homework.

"Mom, you see I can write, my brother taught me to write." Xixi said happily, revealing her innocent and bright smile.

She also doesn't think her handwriting is ugly.

He Xiyan looked at the word "look" on that page, and he could see that it was such a word, but it was crooked, one big and one small, and it was not neatly written.

"Xixi, this word is too difficult, you practice simple words first."

He Xiyan took out the notebook and turned to the second page, which was a "Tian".

Xixi shook his head, not wanting to write this word.

"Mom, I can write this word, I've already written it." Xixi doesn't want to write the same words all the time.

"You have to write it to pass it. It must be written at the same size, and it must not be written crookedly. He Xiyan sat next to her daughter and watched her write stroke by stroke.

She personally tutors her two children with their homework every night, and when they are done, she goes back to her room to do her own business.

She recently invested in a restaurant and an amusement park in Night City, and although she is not responsible for the operation and management, she still keeps abreast of the operation of these projects on a daily basis.

She has a lot of money, even if she doesn't work, this money is enough for her and her children to live without worry for the rest of their lives.

However, she will still be busy with some things when she is energetic, such as investing, such as participating in some charity activities. Not long ago, she also invested in a comedy movie, investing 30 million, and this movie will be released next year.

She now pays attention to the filming of the film every day, hoping to have a good box office next year.

It's been more than a year since she returned to Night City, and gradually, she has adapted to the current pace of life.

Although it is not a good life, she feels that she is happy.

Occasionally, she still remembers her experiences in Mangshan Village and Mingcheng, and from time to time she remembers the man who was devoted to her. And every time she thought about it, she couldn't help but sigh.

Some people and some things will eventually become a thing of the past.

In the dead of night, she sometimes can't help but open the familiar avatar again, as if unconsciously.

And tonight, she clicked on it again and watched the update of his circle of friends

Recently, Jia Hang will post news every day, sometimes one, sometimes several.

What he posted today was a photo of the newly built farm, and another photo of him and several fellow villagers in Mangshan Village.

He Xiyan looked at Jiahang in the photo. He was still as tall and strong as ever, and his hairstyle hadn't changed.

They hadn't been in touch for a long time, and the last contact was half a year ago.

He told himself that the villa in Night City was renovated. He said the house was given to himself.

She said no, but he still sent the keys and related documents.

She had gone to see the house, and it was beautifully decorated, according to the decoration drawings she had drawn, and the furniture in it was all in the style she liked.

She didn't move to that house, but she asked the housekeeper to clean it every month.

He Xiyan stroked her chest, and whenever she thought of these things, her chest still hurt faintly.

(Jiahang, I hope you are happier than me.) ）

He Xiyan said silently to the man on the screen.

Some love, because there is no harm, no betrayal, no contradictions, is particularly beautiful. Every time I think about it, I have a sweet feeling.