"You may have heard a lot about me, but I still want to tell you personally."

Tang Suiwan sat obediently in Huo Shichuan's arms and listened carefully.

This was the first time Huo Shichuan told his story completely.

He was too close, and his calm voice was like a cloud of cold air carrying frost and snow rolling down from a snow mountain. The little girl clenched her hands tightly and could only listen in a daze.

"My mother is a college classmate of Huo Cheng. She was young and affectionate, and they got together naturally."

"But Huo Cheng's relationship was short-lived. During the period when my mother was pregnant, he cheated and raised his high school classmates and his so-called first love outside. Even on the day my mother gave birth, his first love just found out. pregnant."

"He waited outside my mother's delivery room and answered the call that she was pregnant ... it was ridiculous."

A mocking sneer came out of his nose, Tang Suiwan frowned, and put his hand on Huo Shichuan's.

Slightly exerting force is a silent comfort.

Huo Shichuan pinched the little girl's hand in his backhand, and was silent for a few seconds before continuing.

"Huo Cheng didn't even want to pretend. His indifference made my mother understand that he has changed his mind."

"My mother was suffering from postpartum depression ... she was always in a bad mood."

"She would often fall into a trance state, but at night, as long as she was awake, she would talk to me very softly, hug me, and make me cute cookies."

"She persisted for me until Huo Cheng's lover approached her. She was forced to collapse and was dragged into the car by Huo Cheng. She didn't know where to go."

"I've been looking for her all the time. The time I met you was also the last time I received news from a faraway place."

When mentioning the experience at that time, Huo Shichuan's voice finally brought a little smile.

He bowed his back, rested his chin on Tang Suiwan's neck, and rubbed the soft skin on the side of his neck intimately.

"But you were seriously injured." Tang Suiwan said softly, her lips pursed slightly.

Back then, I was just surprised and curious, but looking back now, it is full of distress.

Tang Suiwan found Huo Shichuan in a ditch beside the road on the way to the market with Tang's grandparents.

The young man was dressed in black, and his face was bruised and purple from bumps. When he was pulled up by Grandpa Tang, his face was pale and his breath was so weak that he almost had no breath.

I didn't go to the market either.

Grandpa Tang himself is a retired Chinese medicine doctor, and he drove him back to the Qingzhuan small courtyard on a small scooter.

Hearing the little girl's heartbroken words, Huo Shichuan gave a low laugh, and rubbed his lips against the warm side of his neck.

"I still remember that as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a little boy sitting beside the bed with bright eyes. When he ran out, his braids were still jumping and saying, Grandpa, Dahei woke up."

"At that time, I wondered, who is Dahei?"

Hearing Huo Shichuan's teasing, Tang Suiwan was inexplicably embarrassed, wrinkled the tip of his nose, and elongated his voice, "But you were really dark back then—"

Because he stepped on the ground and rolled down from the top of the hill, the boy was covered in bruises and bruises all over his body, and his face was also scarred. He couldn't see his face clearly, and he was dressed in black again.

The little girl watched a lot of TV during that time, her little head was full of whimsical ideas, and she firmly believed that those who fell would lose their memory.

I also learned the process in the TV series, and gave people a name on my own initiative.

He was also afraid that Tang's grandparents would poke at each other's sad things, so he resolutely refused to let them ask about the little boy's family affairs.

Huo Shichuan smiled lowly, but couldn't stop it.

The chest vibrated, making the little girl a little ashamed, and she turned around with bared teeth and claws, "You, stop laughing..."

The lips were touched lightly.

Just a touch of water, warm and lingering.

The wet exhalation was far away before a low hoarse voice sounded softly, "Yes, I am Dahei from Wanwan."

During the three months in that small green brick courtyard, he had a rare warmth and softness in the darkness of walking alone.

At first, Huo Shichuan was full of vigilance, silently observing everything around him with a pair of dark eyes.

There can be no goodwill without reason.

The boy believed it.

When he was the most talented young master in the Huo family's younger generation, he was surrounded by courteous and flattering people, his teachers spoke softly to him, and his classmates were full of admiration and affection.

And when he suddenly lost his mother and was disliked by Huo Cheng, his status plummeted. The proud young master lost all his playmates, and those people had more objects to please—the one whom Huo Cheng loved so much in order to make up for it after taking him home. illegitimate child.

When he used the available connections and saved money to run out again and again, what he got was always in vain.Knowing that he would never give up on Yunyang's trail, Ye Yiyi even deliberately arranged for someone to play tricks on him.

Huo Shichuan, who grew up rapidly in those two years, didn't trust anyone, and was indifferent and suspicious of everyone's approach.

Until I lived in Tang's house for two months.

The ears of wheat in the field outside the house rustled lightly, rolling golden waves.

The puppy who had just been brought back from the house next door flicked its short tail and barked like a baby.

Grandpa Tang wasn't used to the injured at all, and when he was able to go to the field, he would drag him to work in the field, calling it a mortgage for medical expenses.

Grandma Tang has good cooking skills. The simple stove is beeping and burning with firewood, and the stainless steel spatula and the heavy iron pan are colliding.

And that little girl with an exquisite hairstyle was sitting in the small green brick courtyard, writing on the oil painting paper with a stern face.

She carefully squeezed out the few remaining paints, repeatedly cleaned the wooden palette, and the old clothes were full of messy paints.

The brushes swished.

In the bright afternoon sun, Huo Shichuan sat drowsy on Grandpa Tang's recliner, with a sleeping little yellow dog sitting beside his feet, with the unique smell of turpentine still lingering from the tip of his nose.

It is a tranquility that has never been felt before.

Huo Shichuan, who had received elite education from international schools since he was a child and was used to taking every time to improve himself, only realized during that time that life could be lived like this.

The slender fingers used to play the piano clumsily hold the sickle.

The body that only wears expensive brand clothes is put on sportswear worth tens of dollars at the market.

There will only be tables with imported seasonal vegetables and air-freighted beef, pickled vegetables, millet porridge, and chickens and ducks raised at home.

During those two months, Huo Shichuan lived comfortably, occasionally helping the little girl solve math problems with a pen.

You will get a sweet and coquettish little girl, "Wow—Brother Dahei is so amazing!"

He had heard countless flattering words, but none of them were as pleasing as the little girl's sincere and simple words. Huo Shichuan could only hold back his taciturnity and calmness on the surface, and responded in a low voice.

He acquiesced in the name Dahei.

I don't want to cause trouble to this family because of my own affairs.

"Sister Qingran said that your uncle helped you a lot when you were studying abroad." Tang Suwan recalled her previous question, "Why didn't they come when the Huo family had an accident?"

Huo Shichuan kneaded the little girl's palm, and his eyebrows twitched slightly.

"Because they are abroad, after being deliberately blocked by Huo Cheng, they always thought that my mother was fine."

The Yun family immigrated to England in the last century, and several generations have firmly established roots in England, but they gave birth to a daughter who is extremely interested in Chinese culture, namely Yun Yang.

Yun Yang won the exchange student spot, and met and fell in love with Huo Cheng in college.

Even disregarding her family's opposition, she stayed in the capital and married Huo Cheng.

And Yunyang's father worked in the national technology department in England, and was restricted from going abroad, so he couldn't go to China at all.After Yun Yang quarreled with his family, he almost unilaterally cut off contact.

Only the email account belonging to Yunyang will send an email to his father every month, briefly describing the current situation.

And Huo Cheng also knew this account.After sending Yunyang away, he took over the matter, trying to create an appearance that Yunyang was still fine.

But his sweet wife and son are in their arms, so he was more caring at first, and would imitate Yunyang's tone and send regularly, but then he became more and more lazy.

It also made Yunyang's father catch a flaw in his speech, and after he couldn't get through Yunyang's phone, he urgently sent his adopted son to Huaguo.

The person who came was Huo Shichuan's uncle, Ulysses.

"He was the one who picked me up back then, do you remember Wanwan?"

After getting the little girl's nod, Huo Shichuan continued, "He sent me to Jian's family for medical treatment, and then arranged for me to study abroad... During the years in England, they gave me the capital to practice and let me go back to China After that, he successfully took over the Huo family."

"Wanwan, for so many years, we have never given up looking for someone."

"Now... it seems that we are about to grasp the clue."

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