Wake up!
Mo Chuxi’s voice pierced Yan Xinxin’s ears with overwhelming force.
In her eyes, his deep gaze—a glance so compelling—startled her into a shiver.
"Brother Xi..."
Eventually.
Her small lips moved slightly, her starry eyes gazing at him in confusion, softly uttering just these three words.
Mo Chuxi’s heart wrenched as he looked at Yan Xinxin’s innocent and bewildered large eyes. Suddenly, he felt profoundly guilty.
He shouldn’t have tried to provoke her.
He should have let things happen naturally.
"I’m sorry, Yuan,"
He apologized softly, pulling Yan Xinxin into his arms, his eyes moist.
"It’s all Brother Xi’s fault. If it weren’t for , you wouldn’t have ended up like this."
He blad himself deeply, an imnse sense of guilt twisting his heart.
"When you wanted to see Chun the most, I didn’t let you. And now Chun is standing right in front of you, yet you don’t even recognize her. It’s all Brother Xi’s fault."
Mo Chuxi felt an overwhelming sense of sorrow.
The farthest distance in the world is precisely this:
The daughter she misses the most is standing right in front of her, yet she doesn’t know that she is her flesh and blood, her own child...
In the living room, one "big friend" and two "small friends" were leisurely playing.
Mo Chuxi was in the kitchen preparing dinner.
From ti to ti, he raised his eyes to glance at the situation in the living room, observing the harmonious bond between mother and children.
But the always precocious Yan Chenxi, the little one, maintained his miniature grown-up deanor, carefully observing Yan Xinxin’s strange behavior and actions.
"Dinner’s ready, kiddos,"
Mo Chuxi’s pleasant voice rang out as Yan Xinxin quickly put down the toy in her hand and reached out to grab Chenxi’s hand.
"Chun, let’s go eat, shall we?"
"Okay."
Chenxi cooperatively extended his hand to hold Yan Xinxin’s.
And Yan Xinxin proudly curled her lips into a smile.
"You know what, this is my Brother Xi! Handso, isn’t he?"
"Mommy, this is Daddy. Chun’s Daddy."
"No pooping right now; Brother Xi said it’s ti to eat!"
"..."
Hearing Yan Xinxin’s pure, innocent words, Mo Chuxi felt both helpless and amused.
anwhile, little Yan Chenxi and Chenxi wore puzzled expressions on their faces.
Their mommy—what’s going on with her?
Dinner ended harmoniously.
And tonight, not only did Mo Chuxi have to bathe the two little ones and put them to sleep, but afterward, he also had to take care of the "big friend" Yan Xinxin.
In the bathroom.
Yan Xinxin delightfully sat in the bathtub, enjoying the warm water and blowing bubbles that felt as soft as sponges.
As she played, a sudden whim made her turn on the showerhead to let the water flow.
"Splash, splash..."
The steady stream of water poured out from the showerhead as Yan Xinxin tilted her head up, her gaze gradually emptying.
"Water..."
Her small lips parted slightly, softly murmuring a word. Her pupils slowly lost focus, yet her small hand unconsciously reached out to catch the water.
The icy liquid landing on her body made her tremble slightly, and her gaze abruptly shifted.
"Water... Qianshui... Qianshui..."
"Qianshui was standing right there."
"Qianshui didn’t save sister? Why... Why wouldn’t she save sister..."
She seed to see so kind of vision, one that made her lower her gaze in pain.
"Dad, Mom, Brother... where are you..."
She softly called out, as the pictures in her mind beca increasingly vivid, increasingly complete, until...
"Yuan."
Suddenly, Mo Chuxi’s gentle voice called out beside her, snapping Yan Xinxin out of the mory of falling into the water. She spun around abruptly.
"Xi! I rembered! I rembered!"
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