"Twenty deputies, the Royal Police Department, the Royal Government, and dozens of ministers tried to persuade me at the same time. An Yi, do you think I should go back?" An Yan stopped, stood under a tall tree, and lit a light.
He lit up a cigarette and sighed, "It doesn't matter what happens to me, it's just Qingcheng... I can't put a person in jail who is so used to relying on others..."
An Yi didn't answer, but she understood in her heart - Bai Yue's system, the minister's pressure, Bai Qingcheng's cowardice and lack of opinion, An Yan's always kind-hearted approach to things out of a protective mentality... Everything was intertwined continuously, and over time
The cleansing gradually turned into a situation where one is hiding, the other is chasing, the other is silent, and the other is angry, but the two are speechless and unable to stay together.
"I remember when I was a child, my mother said that we have a good surname, but it seems that is not the case now!" An Yi recalled and murmured.
An Yan continued, "Have a safe life and have a safe life. These are the words your parents like to say when you were born, and when celebrating when setting off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year."
"You have passed your thirties. If you count the time, your child should be a teenager and call me aunt clearly and clearly. I should also be a wife and mother, take care of the house and raise a son, provide food, rice, oil and salt, and have no worries about everything...
An Yi shook her head, "In our line of work, we don't dare to expect a plain life in this life, but the most basic stability... is so difficult."
"As long as you think about it, all this will not be difficult for you." An Yan smiled and touched her head, "You and brother are facing different situations. An Yan, you have suffered for so many years, you should learn to let go
Now. Now that you understand that you are missing something precious, don't always stop and stay where you are. A person's life is very long, and the time you miss is very short. There is still half a lifetime left.
Time is enough for you to make up for it...At our age, we understand everything we should understand, and we need to let go of what we should let go of. Life only lasts a few decades...We must learn to cherish it."
Learn to cherish it.
An Yi heard An Yan's words clearly. Her eyes moved, but she didn't answer or respond. She only turned to look at the sea and nodded.
Even though she heard An Yan's words clearly and understood the meaning of An Yan's words, she understood it more clearly than anyone else -
It is difficult to reach heaven by accepting Bai Xi.
It is absolutely impossible to forget Ye Ran.
"It's getting late..." An Yi glanced at the night, looked back at the villa he had just walked out of, and reminded, "The master is also back. Go to bed early, bro. We have to get up early tomorrow to discuss the departure journey."
An Yan responded, turned around, and walked towards the room where he lived.
An Yi did not stop, and walked towards his room... However, when he raised his hand to see the time on the watch on his wrist, and found that the hand was pointing to zero, he couldn't help but stop, stood on the beach, and raised his head.
, facing the bright moon, I was stunned for a moment, and then whispered softly for a long time, "What a beautiful moon..."
Happy birthday, Xiaoran.
Mom actually misses you very much.
And you?
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"Dad, the moon is so full."
Bai Ran sat in front of the dormitory door, raised her fleshy little hand, and pointed in the brightest and most beautiful direction in the dark night, "Dad, look, the moon is so big and round!"
Standing in front of the dormitory door, His Highness Bai Xi, dressed in European-style palace attire, looked up following his daughter's voice and fingers. He looked at the bright moon as big and round as a disk, and something flashed in his eyes, and it disappeared briefly.
It turned into a slight smile.
"Xiaoran likes the moon?"
He walked to his daughter, walked to the bench on the lawn together, held her in his arms and sat on his lap, and whispered.
Bai Ran nodded vigorously, smiled sweetly and said, "Because the moon is so beautiful and handsome, as beautiful as dad, and dad is the moon. Ran Ran likes dad the most..."
"Is daddy the moon?"
Bai Xi repeated the sentence, laughed, picked up the little Bai Ran, who had just turned three years old, and played with her in a doting and gentle manner.
It wasn't until Bai Ran had had enough fun, eaten and played that he coaxed her to fall asleep. He walked to the window alone and stood still. He raised his head and looked at the soft and bright moon. He raised his hand to look at the moonlight.
Drop layers of light on your fingertips to outline different shapes.
The shape and light color appear to be extremely gentle, but in reality they are cold and cold.
Just like her.
Just like the woman who ignored him, ignored Xiaoran, left at all costs, and never cared about anything about Bai Yue...
"An Yi, how unfeeling can you be next time?"
With a lonely expression, he retracted his hand, raised his head, and wanted to look again, but he saw the bright moon disappearing into the thick clouds, and it was dark, without any trace of light anymore.
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Song Xiaozhi looked at the TV screen, staring at the colorful flashing pictures, but found that he had not heard a word in his ears, and his mind was blank. All his thoughts returned to the other place far away, gathered together, and became one.
The place became three words... Nangong Mo, Nangong Mo.
The man who loves her the most, believes in her the most, and seems to be born for her, is Nangong Jue.
But besides Xiao Shitou, Nangong Mo is the second man who treats her best in the world.
Now, no matter whether Nangong Mo died in an accident, or whether the Lin Mo she met was actually Nangong Mo... it was just that when she learned that he had a chance to stand up and have a normal life, but his life was ruined.
, it was she who was extremely angry.
In addition to being hot-tempered and prone to impulsivity when he was young, apart from showing his fiery temper towards his family members and making petty tempers, he has definitely developed the habit of acting calmly and thinking before he acts when it comes to external transactions and handling official affairs. But at this moment,
There was only one thought left in her mind————
Definitely rescuing Nangong Mo will save him from worries, and he must destroy the black terror.
This is not an impulsive idea, but it is an incredible decision.
It is not easy to destroy Black Terror. Even Nangong, the head of the four major families, may not dare to say a word of ability without hesitation.
When Xiaozhi was thinking about this, steady footsteps came from behind her. She turned around, and before she could look back, she felt her body suffocate and fell into a solid and warm embrace.
Just like before.
The familiar fragrance of the man floated into the tip of his nose. Song Xiaozhi lay in his arms and called out his name without opening his eyes to take a closer look, "Nangong Jue..."