Luo Yuchen reached out with his long arms, and Bai Zixin was pulled into his arms without any precautions. He leaned forward and pressed a passionate kiss on her forehead, staring into her eyes with his deep eyes, as if he wanted to see straight through them.
From the bottom of her heart.
"It doesn't matter. Since you want to know, I'll tell you - those are your old photos."
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"Ah Chen, when was this picture taken?"
"Ah Chen, was I your secretary before? Why am I still in the office..."
"Ah Chen, whose family does this child I am holding belong to? Wow, the baby is so cute..."
"Achen..."
Two people were sitting in the small utility room.
The sunlight shines in through the clean glass windows, stretching the two figures sitting on the ground into long, lingering and overlapping shapes. Luo Yuchen is sitting on the ground covered with newspapers, holding Bai Zixin in his arms.
, watching her flip through the enlarged photos, her brows condensed, and she answered her questions softly from time to time.
"This was taken by a reporter when I took you to a cocktail party when you were my special assistant. I confessed my love to you that day, but you fainted..."
"This picture shows me doing something to make you angry. You wanted to resign, so I went to France to hide for a few weeks. This was taken by someone else and sent to me."
"This..."
Luo Yuchen's breathing suddenly became tense, and he swallowed hard. Looking at the scene in the photo of her holding Xinhan Han, even her voice began to tremble, "That child is yours..."
"……oh."
Bai Zixin was also startled, lowered his head again, and studied the child in the photo carefully for a while, muttering, "Is this my child? Well, why can't I remember it at all?"
…”
Luo Yuchen nervously clenched his fists and stared at the top of her soft hair. Her long hair was hanging on his arm. It was a little itchy, but he had no time to take care of it. His whole heart was in his throat.
I'm afraid her next question might be about some sensitive topic——
"Is this our child?"
Luo Yuchen breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand, gently scratched her nose, and glared at her with pretended annoyance, "It's not ours, how can you give birth to it by yourself?"
Bai Zixin chuckled, imitating what he did just now, and scratched his nose mischievously. Looking at his pretended anger, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle again. The light laughter was like a bottle of wine.
The bubbles of happiness, bathed in the sunshine, float in this small space.
Another photo appeared in front of me——
"Hey, I'm actually a soldier!"
Bai Zixin screamed in surprise, pointed at herself in the photo, and looked at Luo Yuchen in surprise and joy, "Didn't you say that I am your secretary? How come I turned into a soldier again in the blink of an eye?"
In the photo, Bai Zixin is wearing a dark green military uniform, with a slender figure, standing quietly in the team, with a hint of arrogance in her clear and clean eyes like a deer, as confident as a soldier returning from victory.
Bai Zixin caressed her in the photo fondly, and kept saying praises in his mouth, "That's great... I remember when I was in kindergarten, when the teacher asked me what I wanted to be in the future, I answered a soldier!"
His fingers suddenly stiffened and rested on Bai Zixin's shoulders!