A childish smiling face flashed in the dark distance, familiar and far away, and could not be touched. [ ]

That was the first time he saw Wen Xiaoxian. She was only five years old. That year, he was in his third year of high school and moved to a residential area very close to the school. Wen Xiaoxian was the youngest daughter of his neighbor's house.

She has a round apple face and a cute braid. She will call him Brother Rong Yan in a sweet and soft voice, stick to him and take him to play.

Later, he was admitted to the medical department of a well-known university and moved immediately. When he met Wen Xiaoxian again, he had already married Yao Moqi.

He couldn't give Xiaoxian a future, but why did he unable to control his desire to get close to her?

He always thought that he was just obsessed with the undeveloped body and the aphrodisiac fragrance of a girl.

But now I realize that the girl's sweet smile has been buried under the dust of memory...

He never forgot, never...

Ji Rongyan's heart seemed to have been ground into powder, and the pain was so painful that the entire chest cavity was covered with millions of needles.

He seemed to see the little girl in a floral dress, curled up in the corner of the wall, trembling.

He raised her face, but suddenly found that what caught his eyes was Jinyao's innocent face. She sweetly called him dad, clear and innocent.

He was so surprised that he suddenly remembered that they were all his daughters, and any blasphemy was an unforgivable beast.

If he had known the truth earlier, how could he have touched Qingrui?

Even when he touched this thought, he felt so disgusting!

What did he do...

in the end……

What have you done!

Ji Rongyan's pupils gradually dissipated. He kept his eyes open, tears kept flowing out and soaking the white pillowcase.

And there was no one else in the ward.

———

The night is as dark as ink, and the silver-white moonlight casts down from the transparent glass windows and sprinkles on the clean wooden floor.

This is the set of the last scene. The cameras in the room are ready, but Ye Ayane hasn't arrived yet.

Xue Huaixi was a little impatient when he took out his cell phone and wanted to call Ye Lingyin. Suddenly, he saw Ke Yunze coming over. He remembered the serious business and went up to call Ke Yunze.

"Ke Yunze, I heard your song broadcast on the radio again today, it sounds very nice. By the way, did you ask if your song was written last time?"

Last week, Xue Huaixi temporarily wanted to tailor a song for "Masked Pandora". She hoped that Ke Yunze would interpret it from the perspective of red leaves, and at the end of the play, she created a story. Of course, she was also sung by him. Ke Yunze knew that Xue Huaixi's request was beneficial to Ye Ayon, so she naturally did not refuse.

"It's already written, I'm about to give it to you."

Ke Yunze took out the notebook, and Xue Huaixi was about to take it, but a red dress suddenly floated over and almost hit Xue Huaixi.

Xue Huaixi grabbed Ye Ayen who rushed over, and showed displeasure: "Why did you come? Your phone can't be connected! The entire crew is waiting for you!"

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! I thought I might have to shoot all night tonight, so I was going to sleep a little, but I didn't expect to oversleep. Director, you think I was the first offender, so spare me."

Ye Lingyin begged for mercy with a bitter face. She rushed too fast, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Her dark eyes were shining with pitiful light like a cat, which made Xue Huaixi really unable to get angry.

"Okay," Xue Huaixi sighed, "You go and put on some makeup, stabilize your mood, and come back soon."
Chapter completed!