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Suddenly, there was another gust of wind.

The winter winds have completely cooled people's hearts. The tears that just flowed out of his eyes were hot, but when they were blown by the wind, they were completely cold.

Luo Qingxue's heart suddenly felt like it had been stabbed by a spike, and it hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

However, she felt more sorry for another person - her man.

At this moment, how much does Yang Xiaofeng's heart hurt. At this time, although she was snuggling in his arms, she did not dare to look at him.

She didn't have the courage anymore.

She suddenly wanted to cry loudly, but before she could choke up, she was interrupted by Yang Xiaofeng.

Yang Xiaofeng hugged Luo Qingxue's shoulders tightly, tried his best to suppress the emotions in his heart, tried his best to remain calm, absolutely calm, and said lightly: "Ah Xue, you are right, my father died twelve years ago. The man standing in front of us today is just a devil who looks like his father, and although he has his father's skin, what is in this body is no longer his father's soul."

Although I tried my best to suppress it and didn't want to cry, how could I hold back some emotions.

It's just that Luo Qingxue just choked up, and Yang Xiaofeng immediately said sharply: "Ah Xue, don't cry, don't cry no matter what." Why cry"?

Again, he looked up at Yang Shuangzi in front of him, his father. Then he stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the tears that had just flowed from the corners of Luo Qingxue's eyes, and said lightly: "You promised me that you will not cry again in the future." Even if you really want to cry, don't because of this person, he is not worthy of your tears, he is not worth it at all."

"This person, hehe......", Yang Shuangzi also seemed to show a little sadness, but then smiled lightly: "Feng'er, I remember that you used to call me dad all the time, why did you become this person now?"

"Daddy...... Ha ha...... Daddy ......", Yang Xiaofeng laughed loudly: "Yes, you were originally my father, and I can still call you father now." I even want to ask you, how have you been doing all these years"?

How have you been doing all these years?

What a common greeting this is, and people who have been reunited after a long absence, it seems that they always greet each other like this. But at this time, when this greeting was asked by Yang Xiaofeng, how ironic and sad it was.

Who can understand the helplessness and pain behind this greeting? Who can understand Yang Xiaofeng's mood at the moment.

Maybe it's only Luo Qingxue.

However, even as a wife, she can fully understand whether her husband's mood at the moment can really be fully understood.

"Am I doing well all these years"?

Yang Shuangzi repeated Yang Xiaofeng's question, was silent for a while, and after a long time, said lightly: "It's okay, what about you"?

Yang Xiaofeng immediately replied with a smile: "I'm fine." I used to live well, I am doing well now, and I am sure that I will live better in the future".

Yang Shuangzi asked again: "I heard that you and Qingxue have officially got married?"

"Well......", Yang Xiaofeng nodded, then smiled softly, smiled very gently, and said: "Moreover, Ah Xue already has our child, and I will be a father soon."

"Oh, yes, I wonder how old the kid is now"?

"It's been more than three months, and if you calculate carefully, there will be another half a year at most, that is, around March next year, and the child should be born."

"Then I'm here to congratulate you first. You know, for a man, being a father should be a real thing to congratulate."

"Thank you".

The two of them laughed and talked about many ordinary private words with gentle laughter as any other father and son in this world. Then they looked at each other and chuckled for a while, and then suddenly fell silent.

There was a silence.

After a while, Yang Xiaofeng smiled lightly again: "Do you have anything else to ask, you might as well ask them all, I can tell you them all."

Yang Shuangzi slowly shook his head and said, "No, I've already asked all the questions I should ask."

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

"Of course, even if you don't ask, I'll tell. Otherwise, you will die today."

"So, I'm going to die today"?

"Not necessarily, if you don't go against me, I probably won't kill you."

"You think I'm going to fight against you, you know me well!"

"Of course I know you. In any case, we are father and son, and if there is a father who does not understand his son? Do you think this is good, do you want to go against me, or listen to what I have to say before you make a decision, I will give you the right to choose."

"So far, you still let me choose for myself"?

"Of course, I never forced anyone."

"Then you can speak now, and I will listen to you."

Yang Shuangzi fell silent again.

Yang Xiaofeng said coldly: "Why don't you say it, don't you know where to start?"

"Indeed, I don't know where to start."

"Or I'll make a start for you."

"Where to start"?

Yang Xiaofeng's gaze, which had always been as calm as water, gradually became sharp, like a wolf lurking in the darkness quietly waiting for its prey, coldly peeking at Yang Shuangzi.

There was a little familiar boredom in the uninhibited eyes, but this time, it was deeper than ever.

Luo Qingxue finally raised her head and looked up at Yang Xiaofeng. With just one look, she was suddenly terrified.

With him by her side, she would never have been afraid.

She was afraid, just because she had never seen him like this, so depressed as he was.

Whether it's the strength he's been deliberately pretending, or the fragility he's been hidden from. His composure, his pain, had been completely shattered at this moment.

But he still did not fall, though he had broken down, though his heart was dead.

However, he still has concerns, for the sake of the woman in his arms, he must not fall.

Although Yang Xiaofeng had completely collapsed, he was still standing straight, his hands were still as strong as usual, and even more calm than before.

I don't know what is still supporting him?

It's love!

Although the power of hatred can completely destroy a person, the love in his heart is already stronger than hate.

His pain, his hatred, in the face of his love for Luo Qingxue, is really insignificant.

So, he hasn't fallen yet.

After a long time, he said indifferently: "Let's start from the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival twelve years ago, the night when Qingshui Villa suffered a disaster."

Yang Shuangzi said lightly: "Okay, let's start with that night." That time, I faked an accident, but I didn't leave. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, when everyone was celebrating the festival and everyone in the village was immersed in the joy of reunion, I ordered the killer to suddenly enter, I think at that time, the people in the village will never be too wary. Who would have thought that at that time, they would be attacked by a killer. Sure enough, as I expected, in just one night, the killers wiped out the top and bottom of Qingshui Villa. The only regret is that Li Muqing suddenly appeared and rescued you."

Yang Xiaofeng listened quietly, no matter how shocking the truth was told by the person in front of him at this time, he could no longer set off a trace of fluctuation in his heart.

He said lightly: "So, you left Xiaoling and Xiaoxi in order to deal with me"?

"Not bad...... Yang Shuangzi nodded: "Your qualifications are excellent, and your temperament is extremely tough. Coupled with Li Muqing's training, when you come back in the future, you will definitely become my confidant, and at that time, Xiaoling and Xiaoxi will be the best weapons to deal with you. Even if your martial arts are unparalleled in the world, family affection is the best knife to kill you."

Yang Xiaofeng was silent.

He can indeed block anyone's sword, but he can't block the knife of family affection.

He has always been a man of great affection. To his mother, to his sister, to Ah Xue, to the family of Qingshui Villa, and even to Lin Yuhan...... , his feelings for these people have made him at least go through the ghost door dozens of times.

He had that wound, really from the sword. What really hurt him was his love and his feelings for the people around him.