Chapter 1187 - 1184: Having a Baby 3

Yan Xixi had no words to respond.

He was very calm: "Let’s go, Xixi."

She couldn’t refuse.

They were both silent on the way.

When they arrived home, Yan Xixi got out of the car first, still very gentle: "It’s late, you big lout, you should head back early to rest."

He parked the car and silently looked at her.

That night, the moonlight was bright.

However, the early spring chill was evidently colder than winter.

She stood there, pulling her clothes tighter, urging him, "You should go back. You’ve already delayed many things for me these days. After all, work is important."

He got out of the car and walked over, a mere three feet between them.

Her face appeared very pale under the moonlight; the confident, vibrant rose she carried when laughing and talking at the Zhang Family’s dinner was gone. She looked desolate, like a lone wolf standing under the moon.

He was silent too.

Even appearing haggard, like a hunter weathered by storms, having expended all his energy in a struggle with prey.

"Xixi, I can’t say goodbye to you. I’m afraid that sometimes when you say goodbye, you’ll never meet again."

She was shaken.

The heart that had been cold and hard suddenly churned violently.

That night, Yan Xixi couldn’t sleep.

She once thought that in this lifetime, she could never forgive Wan Donglin; because, at the moment he hung up on her, she vowed in her heart: even if the world collapsed, she would never forgive this guy again.

Since then, no matter how he searched, no matter how hard he tried, no matter how he tried to make amends... she was never truly moved. Even standing in the marriage registry, then resolutely walking out: she was never moved.

Only in this moment, was she suddenly crushed at the weakest, deepest part of her heart.

In the spring, the sun shone brightly.

Early in the morning, Xu’s mother got up to make a simple breakfast.

Xu Xiaoya took a few bites and sighed, "Sigh, these dishes are Xixi’s favorite, but she can never eat them again..."

Xu’s mother also sighed: "Truly, good people don’t get good returns."

"Sigh, on Tomb-Sweeping Day, I must go burn some paper for her."

"Xiaoya, it’s been so long. Don’t stay sad all the time."

Xu Xiaoya was dazed for a long while, then softly said, "Mom, actually I’m not sad. I’m just thinking, in this world, besides Yan Xixi, there really isn’t anyone who would be so good to me... Sometimes, when I think she’s no longer in this world, I really can’t accept it..."

At that moment, her phone rang.

Really, who would call so early in the morning?

She didn’t pay much attention, thinking it was a work call, so she ignored it, continuing to eat her porridge slowly. But the ringing persisted relentlessly.

She was quite impatient, picked up the phone: "Hello, who is this..."

"Xiaoya..."

She was stunned.

"Xiaoya, are you free today? I’m waiting for you at home..."

She hung up the phone, in disbelief.

The doorbell kept ringing.

As soon as Yan Xixi opened the door, someone rushed in.

Upon seeing her, eyes wide open, they were completely dumbfounded.

"Xiaoya... Xiaoya..."

Xu Xiaoya embraced her immediately, tears pouring down like rain.

Yan Xixi was also deeply moved with emotion.

Only after a long while was Xu Xiaoya finally able to speak, though still sobbing: "Xixi... Xixi... is it really you? It’s really you... I never dreamed you could still be alive and come back... It’s too good... Heaven bless..."