Thirteen comforted Heyue, saying, "Fortunately, our family is reunited, and we will never be separated again."
After this incident, Thirteen seemed to have become much more composed. His eyes no longer held only starlight, but also a heavy and repressed quality.
It wasn't entirely without impact; it was still a blow.
He Yue felt sorry for him and held his hand: "Everything will be alright. As long as you are alive, all the suffering will pass."
Thirteen's eyes flickered slightly, and he pressed his forehead against hers, smiling gently: "You're right, everything will be alright."
Heyue asked the nanny to bring Tonghui over as well. She stroked Tonghui's soft hair and noticed that Tonghui didn't wail like Hongchang and Tongxuan. Instead, she looked at her with tears in her eyes and a pitiful expression.
Since she wasn't her biological daughter, Heyue still neglected her somewhat, smiling as she kissed her cheek: "Little Hui, don't cry, Mother is here."
Tonghui pouted, hugged Heyue's neck, and sobbed, "Mother, Xiaohui misses you, misses you... Mother, don't want Xiaohui anymore..."
He Yue listened, her heart aching.
She used to disbelieve in fate, but since coming into this world, having parents and sisters who love and cherish her, and having Tonghui and Yue, she believes that some things really are fate.
By fate, she became the daughter of her father and mother.
Tonghui was not her biological daughter, but because she treated Tonghui as her own, Tonghui also regarded her as her own mother.
This kind of affection is no less than that between biological parents.
She comforted them for half an hour before the three children stopped crying, but they refused to leave Heyue's side and clung to her all day.
Heyue happily played with them.
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