Seeing Zhou Niao like this, Xianxian felt both proud and sad. She was proud because she had received this man's wholehearted love, but she felt sad because this man was so stupid. She had only been borrowing his sperm at the beginning, but this man already knew his purpose, so why shouldn't he hate her?

Even after being imprisoned here, she still thought about using him to get Zhou Xiang's special care, and wanted to use his love for her to divert the unbearable pain of suddenly becoming a prisoner.

She even pretended that she could get this man's love again, and pretended that she could give Yan'er a complete and happy home, no worse than what her son's aunt gave her.

This narrow escape from death made her wake up completely and realize how despicable her actions were back then and how shameless her thoughts were after she came in.

But this person still hasn't given up on this love, which makes her heart ache.

She reached out and pulled the man out of the thatched hut, intending to have a good talk with him.

Feeling the warmth on her hand, Zhou Niao came back to his senses and followed her out of the thatched hut involuntarily.

After leaving the thatched cottage, Xianxian wanted to let go of the hand she was holding, but was held back, "Xianxian, can I, can I call you that?"

Xianxian was stunned, but did not use force to break free, letting him hold her. "Okay."

As he said this, he took the child away and said that talking here would affect his son.

She walked through the stubble field and stood at the edge of the grassland before she stopped and prepared to shake off the big hand holding her.

Zhou Niao immediately covered her with his other hand, "Xianxian, let me be unrestrained for once. I, I have something to say."

"Okay, go ahead."

Zhou Niao gathered her thoughts and said, "I know you have no feelings for me. You only gave birth to Yan'er. You are now imprisoned here. I don't want to force you. I just hope that you can pretend in front of Yan'er and let him feel happy, just like last time."

Xianxian felt even more bitter and her throat seemed to be choked by something. She asked the question she wanted to know most, "Why don't you hate me? My actions were too hateful and despicable."

Zhou Niao shook her head gently. "Why hate? I'm very glad. I'm glad that we, like two parallel lines, have intersected. I'm glad that I have such a lovely son. I love him very much."

She looked straight into his eyes, and the clarity and sincerity in his eyes told her that what this man said was true.

Instead of feeling happy, she felt guilty and wanted to escape. She didn't deserve it.

Because the clarity in her eyes reveals her ugliness, and the sincerity in her eyes reveals her ridiculousness. For the so-called family, she would do anything at all costs. In the eyes of others and in her own eyes now, what else could she be but ridiculous? Just like a clown, ridiculous without realizing it.

Xianxian struggled to break free from his hand and ran towards the grassland. She wanted to escape and stay away from this man. She didn't deserve it, didn't deserve this pure heart.

Having his arms thrown away, Zhou Niao sat down on the grass dejectedly, "Xianxian!"

Xianxian ran wildly for a long time, and after venting her anger for a while, she realized that her actions were very hurtful, and she ran back in a panic.

"Zhou Niao?"

The man sitting on the grass exuded a decadent aura, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world. "Zhou Niao?"

Zhou Niao raised her face full of loss, "I'm sorry, Xianxian."

Xianxian's eyes immediately filled with tears, "Why say sorry?"

"Because you don't like me, you don't like what I say. I know my past is a stain..."

Before he could finish his words, he was tackled to the grass.

Xianxian lay on top of him, staring into his eyes, and said viciously, "Zhou Niao, you are very good. Don't belittle yourself or feel sorry for yourself. You are so good that I am ashamed of myself, so I ran away."

Zhou Niao's eyes immediately brightened up again. "Really? You think I'm good?"

He quietly raised his hands and embraced the delicate body.

Xianxian nodded vigorously, "Really! You're fine."

"Then why are you avoiding me? Why don't you want to talk to me about my son? Do you hate his father?"

Xianxian immediately shook her head, "No."

Zhou Niao's eyes were filled with joy and smile, "That's the father of your beloved son."

Xianxian then realized that she had been tricked. Did she like her son's father? She had never thought about it before, but after coming in, she had too much free time. She either thought about her son or his father.

Anyone who sees those paintings will be moved even if they have a heart of stone.

But she is not qualified.

She wanted to get up, only to find she was trapped. Her face flushed instantly, "Zhou Niao, let me go."

"No."

Zhou Niao looked at the person in his arms. He finally got the chance to throw himself into her arms.

Xianxian said seriously: "Get up, let's have a good chat, I also have something to say."

Zhou Niao then reluctantly let go of her hand. The soft warmth from her body left him, leaving him feeling empty inside.

Xianxian sat down directly next to him.

Zhou Niao also sat up and waited quietly for her to speak.

Xianxian started by talking about how Zhou wanted to release her from the space to save her son, and how she felt regretful after hearing that her son had been bled more than a dozen times, and how she suddenly realized the truth when she was on the verge of life and death.

"Zhou Niao, I don't know if the person you love is the real me, or the me in your dream after I used the magic drug.

No, even if it is the real me, I am no longer the me now. I have completely let go of my previous restraints and just want to spend the rest of my life here happily.

Cherish every moment my son comes in and leave him beautiful childhood memories. So, if you say you will pretend for my son, I will definitely do it. However, between you and me,

At this point, Xianxian lowered her head and lowered her voice, "Zhou Niao, if you want to be with me, to date me, you should forget about my past self and let's try again.

If you can't accept me now and only love me before, then we can just be Yan'er's parents."

The more she spoke, the more she found it hard to breathe. In fact, she was very conflicted. She didn't want to let go, but she was worried that what Zhou Niao loved was a false phenomenon. She wanted to let go, but she cared a lot about the person in Zhou Niao's heart and was unwilling to be defeated by her former self.

She doesn't want to let go because she feels she is not worthy. She wants to let go but can't bear to give up this man's purity. This purity attracts her once despicable and cold-blooded heart, and also attracts her current vicissitudes of life heart.

Xianxian is willing to try dating him? Zhou Niao's heart leaped with joy.

Forget her from the past? Impossible. No matter what she looked like, no matter how her mind changed, she was still the love he could never forget, and the mother of his son.

He stretched out his hands, hesitated for a few seconds, and then quickly grasped the hands that were restlessly twisting each other. "Xianxian, I'm willing to give it a try. We didn't understand each other to begin with, and now that you've changed your personality, we can try to get used to each other."

There will only be one outcome in the end.

Zhou Niao kept these words in his heart. Xianxian was somewhat resistant to her former self, so he didn't mention it. They started over, no, not over, but just began.

Xianxian raised her head. "Are you willing to forget the past?"

"Yes."

Zhou Niao was already prepared and ready to lie, and he told the lie without blushing or beating his heart.

Xianxian nodded, "Okay! Let's try it."