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The sky seemed to dim in an instant, and there was a sense of sight that was about to collapse.

Xuan Zhi adjusted his disordered breathing several times, but he still couldn't accept this desolate fact in a short time.

She looked at Chen Jingpei with tears in her eyes, and said, "You must be lying to me, right? How could I be Wen Xixi, didn't Wen Xixi die a long time ago?"

In fact, many truths can be traced. From the first time she met Wen Xiezhou, she felt that Wen Xiezhou looked very much like her uncle Xuan Jin, and then when she went to Changling Mountain to see Wen Xixi's portrait, she found that Wen Xixi looked very much like her. When she was a child, she later saw Wen Xiezhou's Ping An Pendant...

It's not that she didn't have doubts about all of this, but she never dared to really think about that aspect. Even at this moment, Chen Jingpei has exposed all the truth in blood, she still... It's very difficult It's hard to accept.

"Calm down and listen to me, Ah Zhi." Chen Jingpei pressed her small head into her chest to relieve her restlessness and impetuosity, "Only your mother knows what happened back then. She may have cheated her death I lied to everyone, and then took you to Peicheng to start a new life."

"I don't believe it," Xuan Zhi still retorted. "When I was very young, my mother was a little mentally disturbed. She couldn't have deceived everyone so impeccably. This is definitely a mistake, I can't It's Wen Xixi."

"Be brave, Ah Zhi." Chen Jingpei choked up and softly coaxed, "Whether you accept it or not, this is a fact that cannot be changed."

"And...Wen Jinlang already knows that you are Xixi. Also, do you know who gave birth to Wen Xiezhou? He was also born to your mother, and he and you are twins. But from the moment he was born, he He was taken away by Bo Lanzhen, and used to threaten your father and mother."

"So, why don't you be brave?" Chen Jingpei persuaded earnestly, "After all, you are a reporter, you used to dare to go to such a dangerous place as a battlefield, but why do you shrink back when you encounter your own problems? How is this worthy of the award you received today?"

"If you don't even dare to dig out and accept your own life experience, then how can you pursue other truths in a high-sounding manner?"

Xuan Zhi: "..."

Xuan Zhi seemed to be woken up by his words, and suddenly raised her head from his arms, "Yes, you are right. I really should find out the truth, I will not run away."

Her attitude changed very quickly, Chen Jingpei was stunned for a moment, then stretched his eyebrows, gently pinched her cheek, and said with a smile: "This is my Ah Zhi."

While speaking, the landscape lights next to the flower garden lit up.

He unbuckled her seat belt, got out of the sports car, took her still slightly cold hand, stepped on the steps covered with red carpet and said, "Let's go, take you to see your mother."

"Hmm." Xuan Zhi nodded, but her whole little heart was tightly hanging high, very uneasy.

Because, after ten years, I don't know if her mother's face will be as beautiful and stunning as before, and I don't know...whether she can remember her...

"Brother," Wen Xie and Zhou Qinglie's voice came from the living room while he was wandering, and then, he stepped forward to meet him, and couldn't wait to call Xuan Zhi: "Sister."

Xuan Zhi suddenly stopped, and looked at Chen Jingpei with a confused expression.

Chen Jingpei understood and explained: "A Xie is the younger brother, and you are the older sister."

"Oh." She was trying to accept it at the beginning, then turned around and asked Wen Xiezhou, "Where's mother?"

"Mom is in the kitchen." Wen Xie led the way around, and replied, "She said she would cook chicken soup for me herself."

It's strange to say that after she got up this morning and had breakfast with him, she didn't seem to reject him anymore.

Unlike yesterday, she begged outside the door for a long time and refused to open the door.However, at night, although he finally opened the door to meet him, his attitude was still lukewarm.

"Boil chicken soup?" Xuan Zhi was slightly surprised, it seemed that in his own memory, her mother had never cooked for her once before.

She has learned to cook by herself since the third grade of elementary school.

Five years ago, she was arguing with Chen Jingpei about who could cook earlier, and she was telling the truth...

"Mom..." In the kitchen, the woman's back was as slender and beautiful as before, Xuan Zhi's eye circles turned red again, and she called out twice: "Mom."

Zhou Shubei heard the voice, turned her head subconsciously, and glanced outside the door...