"Eat your meal and get some rest. You must be tired today, and you have to go to work tomorrow." No matter what, Mrs. Fu would never force her daughter to choose whatever she wanted.
That's a lifelong matter, so there's no rush. Fu Xi wasn't particularly satisfied, and as her mother, she didn't dare say anything.
“Okay, Mom, you too.” Fu Xi nodded. After the two finished eating, she took the dishes to the kitchen to wash them, cleaned the kitchen, and then went back to her room.
She opened her laptop and looked at the story chapters on it. These were all her memories, known only to her.
It seems that only in this way can we remember that Wen Xiyang once truly existed.
Every time Fu Xi recalls how good he was to her, she feels both like laughing and crying. She laughs because someone used to be so good to her, and she cries because that person is no longer there.
She doesn't know how long it will take her to get over this; maybe she'll never get over it in her lifetime.
Sometimes she feels that she can't keep living in the past, but she can't move on; it's like she's walked into a dead end and can't get out.
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Xunting and Huolin already have a child. They are raising the child together, and Huolin is like a resentful woman every day because he has no status because of the child.
Not only do the family members only have eyes for the child, but even Xunting is the same; they can't see her at all.
"Mom and Dad, I'm home!" The child ran inside as soon as he got home from school and jumped into Xun Ting's arms, acting like a spoiled child.
He looked at Xunting with his bright, watery eyes and said, "Mom, I did a good deed today."
"Really? What good news?" Xun Ting picked up the child and placed him on her lap, asking gently. Since having a child, she had become much gentler.
She loves this baby from the bottom of her heart every time she sees him, even though it was very painful when she gave birth to him.
She listened countless times, wondering if this child might be a child from another world that she hadn't had time to be born yet.
"A little girl was being bullied today, so I went over and chased all the bullies away. I even called the teacher," the child said proudly.
This one thing alone could excite him so much that Xun Ting couldn't help but smile.
"Baby, you're so good. Are you hurt?"
"No, those people ran away as soon as they saw the teacher." The child shook his head.
"Next time you encounter something like this, you can't just go over there, okay? What if the teacher doesn't arrive quickly enough? You might get hurt. Honey, you need to protect yourself while doing good deeds."
Listening to the child's voice, it's clear that this child is very well-behaved, sensible, and kind in many ways.
"Okay, I understand. Let's eat then, I'm hungry." The child nodded in agreement and rubbed his little tummy.
“Okay.” Xun Ting picked up the child and went to the dining table to eat, leaving Huo Lin alone on the sofa.
"Dad, come eat!" the child called out, looking at his father with innocent and harmless eyes.
"Hmm." Huo Lin sat down with a dark face. He was completely invisible, and everyone's attention was on the child, which really annoyed him.
After dinner, Xun Ting went straight to sleep with the baby instead of returning to her room. Huo Lin lay alone in the empty room, his face even more unpleasant.
Fortunately, Xun Ting returned later that night.
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