At the foot of the mountain, Obsidian's car was parked there. He sat in the car. The smoke he had found from somewhere was burning. The narrow car was filled with a strong smell of cigarettes, which was pungent.

Long Xue walked to his car and saw him smoking through the window glass. Her beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but gather them up.

When he noticed her arrival, Obsidian immediately extinguished the ignited cigarette, opened the car door, and got out of the car. He refused to let Long Xue get in because he had been smoking cigarettes all the time. The smoke in the car was strong. Long Xue was pregnant and he was afraid that she would suck second-hand cigarettes.

"Are you smoking?"

Long Xue asked with her eyebrows closed.

Hei Obsidian pursed his lips and looked at her, but nodded anyway.

"Don't smoke again in the future, as smoking is harmful to health." Long Xue asked.

Obsidian reached out and hugged her in her arms, and agreed in a low voice: "Okay."

When he hugged in his arms, he could still smell the smoke emitted from his body. Long Xue murmured: "I know you are in a bad mood. If you are in a bad mood, you can talk to me. You can drive around and do other things to vent, but don't smoke or drink. It's fake to relieve your worries when you get drunk. Especially when you are in a bad mood, smoking or drinking will hurt your health the most."

"Okay, I won't smoke anymore, and I will try not to drink." **** in my arms, listening to her careless thoughts, Obsidian's mood improved a lot. It took him more than ten minutes to drive out of the villa. He smoked no less than ten cigarettes, and the anger caused by talking about old things with his father was suppressed by him as he smoked one cigarette after another.

"Are you still angry?"

Long Xue looked up at him with soft eyes, her little hands had already bullied his handsome face, and she touched her heartache, and said with heartache: "Hei Obedo, I know that my mother's death is the most painful thing in your heart, but Dad is your father after all. You can still care about my family and be filial to you. Why can't you try to forgive your own father? Dad is wrong. He is old now and knows that he is wrong. In fact, he has been making up for you in his way and confessing to mom."

Obsidian pursed his lips and said nothing, hugging her arm and adding some force. Later, he was afraid that his strength would hurt her, so he quickly relaxed.

"Mom definitely doesn't want you to continue like this. The one whom mom is most worried about is definitely you. She definitely hopes you live happily. But if you always resent your father, you won't be happy and will defeat your mother's wishes." Long Xue continued.

Obsidian's lips were pursed even tighter.

Her words came to the forefront. He was indeed the person who was most at ease with his mother before her death. He also hoped that he could live happily, but could his mother have thought of it? For a ten-year-old child, how cruel it would be to witness how his mother got sick and died with her own eyes? Teach him how not to complain? How not to hate? How to live happily?

Before he met Long Xue, he didn't even know what it felt like to smile openly.

"Obsidian, I also hope you will be happy. Life is only a few decades, and you will be resentful, hateful, and happy. You will live like that. Since that's the case, we might as well live happily." Long Xue said softly.

There was a stream of light in Obsidian's eyes.

Pressing her head in her arms, although Hei Oshi still pursed his lips and said nothing, Long Xue could feel his heart shaking. She could not be too impatient, and wanted him to let go of his resentment at once and take it slowly. She believed that under her tender attack, he would put down all his resentment and live happily with her. At the foot of the mountain, Hei Oshi's car was parked there, and he sat in the car, and the smoke that he had found from somewhere was burning, and the narrow car was filled with a strong smell of cigarettes, which was pungent.

Long Xue walked to his car and saw him smoking through the window glass. Her beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but gather them up.

When he noticed her arrival, Obsidian immediately extinguished the ignited cigarette, opened the car door, and got out of the car. He refused to let Long Xue get in because he had been smoking cigarettes all the time. The smoke in the car was strong. Long Xue was pregnant and he was afraid that she would suck second-hand cigarettes.

"Are you smoking?"

Long Xue asked with her eyebrows closed.

Hei Obsidian pursed his lips and looked at her, but nodded anyway.

"Don't smoke again in the future, as smoking is harmful to health." Long Xue asked.

Obsidian reached out and hugged her in her arms, and agreed in a low voice: "Okay."

When he hugged in his arms, he could still smell the smoke emitted from his body. Long Xue murmured: "I know you are in a bad mood. If you are in a bad mood, you can talk to me. You can drive around and do other things to vent, but don't smoke or drink. It's fake to relieve your worries when you get drunk. Especially when you are in a bad mood, smoking or drinking will hurt your health the most."

"Okay, I won't smoke anymore, and I will try not to drink." **** in my arms, listening to her careless thoughts, Obsidian's mood improved a lot. It took him more than ten minutes to drive out of the villa. He smoked no less than ten cigarettes, and the anger caused by talking about old things with his father was suppressed by him as he smoked one cigarette after another.

"Are you still angry?"

Long Xue looked up at him with soft eyes, her little hands had already bullied his handsome face, and she touched her heartache, and said with heartache: "Hei Obedo, I know that my mother's death is the most painful thing in your heart, but Dad is your father after all. You can still care about my family and be filial to you. Why can't you try to forgive your own father? Dad is wrong. He is old now and knows that he is wrong. In fact, he has been making up for you in his way and confessing to mom."

Obsidian pursed his lips and said nothing, hugging her arm and adding some force. Later, he was afraid that his strength would hurt her, so he quickly relaxed.

"Mom definitely doesn't want you to continue like this. The one whom mom is most worried about is definitely you. She definitely hopes you live happily. But if you always resent your father, you won't be happy and will defeat your mother's wishes." Long Xue continued.

Obsidian's lips were pursed even tighter.

Her words came to the forefront. He was indeed the person who was most at ease with his mother before her death. He also hoped that he could live happily, but could his mother have thought of it? For a ten-year-old child, how cruel it would be to witness how his mother got sick and died with her own eyes? Teach him how not to complain? How not to hate? How to live happily?

Before he met Long Xue, he didn't even know what it felt like to smile openly.

"Obsidian, I also hope you will be happy. Life is only a few decades, and you will be resentful, hateful, and happy. You will live like that. Since that's the case, we might as well live happily." Long Xue said softly.

There was a stream of light in Obsidian's eyes.
Chapter completed!