The girl's light footsteps disappeared into the creaking door, and the surroundings gradually quieted down.
Back in Xiao Bao's room, Fu Yanci sat down on a bench under the eaves.
Patting the spot next to him, Xiao Bao obediently sat down.
"Fu Muzhi, when...when did you decide you didn't want her anymore?"
Xiao Bao was startled and looked up, meeting Fu Yanci's calm eyes.
There was only one "she," and no one said who she was.
But Xiao Bao seemed to understand.
As if his little secret had been seen through, Xiao Bao looked away avertedly, lowered his head and looked at the patterns on the wall under the windowsill. "From... from when she said that I am the Snow White Prince and Ye Xiaoli is the Wicked Queen."
She kept pleading, saying, "Mom knows she was wrong. Please give Mom another chance, okay?"
But she had no idea that from the moment he sneaked out to see her, he had already given her a chance.
She herself cut off the chance he gave her.
"She's your mother, and Ye Xiaoli is just your aunt. Are you sure you won't regret it later?"
"Won't!"
Xiao Bao answered crisply and decisively, and Fu Yanci glanced at him with some surprise.
The little guy looked serious, as if he had been thinking about this for a long time and had made up his mind.
For a fleeting moment, Fu Yanci felt that he wasn't looking at Xiaobao.
Rather, it was that younger version of myself.
Even someone as resilient and ruthless as him took a long time to accept the fact that his mother didn't want him.
But Xiao Bao is much more decisive than him.
I want to know what Xiaobao is thinking.
I also want to confirm that all the struggles and hesitations I went through back then were justified.
Fu Yanci asked in a deep voice, "Why?"
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