Chapter 117 Did you receive the divorce papers?
Dou Wenyi raised her head, forcing back her tears, and scanned the crowd again. She didn't see anyone coming to claim her. How could this man be a father?
Where is your father?
In the shadows, Xie Guidu's deep gaze lingered on Dou Wenyi's face, meticulously tracing the scene in his mind, wanting to etch her and her daughter into his heart and paint them into his paintings.
At that moment, he was absolutely certain that she had indeed been reborn, just like him!
A strong bitter feeling welled up in his heart; no wonder she had broken off the engagement without a second thought.
No wonder... she saw through all his despicable acts.
All the things from their past lives—for example, he was the culprit who caused her death!
In this life, there are many things, such as his stubborn desire for her to bow down and admit her mistakes to Dou Mingyan...
Why did he come back so late? All the bitter consequences were his own doing. Who told him to betray her true feelings?
There were too many misunderstandings between them. Just the thought of her marrying someone else, or even possibly becoming Pei Siyan's concubine, made him unwilling and insanely jealous!
Nannan is his only chance.
Only when she returns to his side will their family be complete and his life fulfilling.
The little girl looked around and pouted, "Daddy was just here? Where did he go?"
How come you're here all alone?
"Mommy, I dropped my sugar figurine, so I came back to look for it. I tripped and fell while running, and hurt my knee. Daddy must be angry, that's why he's hiding. Mommy, I'm so scared..."
After saying that, she lowered her head, as if she had committed a terrible mistake and was waiting for her punishment.
Dou Wenyi felt a sharp pain in her chest and looked at her knee. "Nannan, does it hurt? Don't be afraid, your father won't blame you."
She placed the little girl on a stone bench by the street, rolled up her trouser leg, and carefully examined her injuries. Her knee was a little red, but thankfully there was no broken skin.
She gently coaxed, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, you'll be fine tomorrow."
The little girl nodded obediently, then stretched out her arms for a hug. Dou Wenyi pulled her into a tight embrace. "Little girl, what's your father's name? Where do you live?"
The little girl buried her head in her arms, pretending not to hear. Her mother smelled so soft and sweet.
"Nannan?"
"Mother, I've searched so hard for you, I want to go home with you..."
The child looked almost exactly like Nannan, giving her the illusion that she was Nannan herself.
Could she really be my daughter from a past life?
At this moment, Xie Guidu slowly walked up behind them, his voice low and hoarse, "I'm sorry, Yi'er..."
He thought that by arranging for a spy to stay by her side posing as a songstress, he could ensure her safety. He even infiltrated the Northern Di camp in an attempt to rescue her, but he never found her...
He had called her that name a thousand times, especially after her death. Their past became a shackle that bound him, and he spent his nights in a drunken stupor, drowning in endless longing.
At that palace banquet, he was entangled by Fu'an and almost couldn't get away, returning home very late. Dou Wenyi was alone at home, and, indulging in a few extra cups of fruit wine, became completely drunk and unconscious.
He carried her, still slightly drunk, to the bath. She was unusually limp, clinging to him and refusing to let go. Her fair, slender arms were wrapped around his neck. Sometimes she would breathe sweetly into his ear, and other times she would pound on his chest and cry, "Xie Guidu, you are clearly mine, so why do you smell like other women?"
"...I don't want you to marry Fu'an as a secondary wife, I don't want you to take a concubine...You've always been mine alone!"
It was then that he realized his gentle and considerate wife had such a strong possessive desire for him.
As she said, he never had a second woman from beginning to end.
But... she no longer wanted herself!
He had prayed before Buddha, offering everything he had in exchange for the chance to see her again. But after actually seeing her, his desires were never satisfied. He longed to have her again, just like in his previous life.
"Daddy!" The little girl's voice was filled with surprise and joy.
Dou Wenyi turned her head and looked at him in disbelief, her breath catching in her throat.
Could it be that Xie Guidu has also been reborn?
A gust of bleak autumn wind blew in, constantly pouring into her sleeves, and Dou Wenyi's heart sank to the bottom.
Xie Guidu noticed she shivered. He suppressed the urge to pull her into his arms, his eyes red-rimmed, his voice trembling slightly, "Yi'er, she is our daughter, Nannan!"
Dou Wenyi's expression turned slightly cold. When he personally admitted that he would only love Dou Mingyan in his life, she had completely given up on him.
"Did you receive the divorce papers?"
Xie Guidu's heart trembled, and he looked up in pain, "Yi'er, please don't do this, I beg you... I didn't agree, you have always been a member of the Xie family!"
She opened her arms and said, "Little girl, come here. You're too heavy. Your mother's arms will get sore if she holds you for too long."
The little girl was too young to understand what a divorce agreement was, but she knew that her father and mother were arguing even though they rarely got to see each other. Was it because she was the unwanted one that caused their fight?
Does that mean she'll become an orphan again?
She gripped Dou Wenyi's arm tightly, tears welling up in her round eyes, "Mother, don't you want your daughter?"
Dou Wenyi pursed her lips and remained silent for a moment.
"Nannan, be good!" Xie Guidu's voice was gentle, yet left no room for argument.
Nannan reluctantly left Dou Wenyi's embrace, sobbing softly.
Xie Guidu abandoned all dignity and pleaded desperately, "Yi'er, if you want to punish me because of my past life, I deserve it and have nothing to say. Xie Guidu in my past life was a bastard, but I haven't done anything wrong in this life."
"Can you put aside the grudges of our past lives and give me another chance? I will definitely make it up to you and make you the happiest woman."
Seeing that she didn't respond at all, Xie Guidu continued, "Since your understanding of me is still based on the previous life, why won't you acknowledge Nannan? She is our daughter!"
Upon hearing this, large tears streamed down the little girl's fair, round face. "Mother, Mother, why don't you want me—"
She cried very quietly and cautiously, just like a child who had been wronged but also had to consider her feelings.
Dou Wenyi's heart clenched, and she wanted to hold her in her arms and comfort her.
Xie Guidu looked dejected, bent down and picked up the little girl, coaxing her, "Don't cry, Mommy won't abandon you... Let's go back first."
Xie Guidu carried Nannan and walked away into the distance.
Dou Wenyi felt a tightness in her chest and tears were already streaming down her face.
She tried to move her stiff legs and suddenly noticed a brocade pouch at her feet, inside which was a thick picture book.
This belongs to Xie Guidu.
She stroked the delicate book cover, and finally opened it. Inside were countless snippets of her, Nannan's, and Xie Guidu's daily lives...
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