Miss, you really caught the wrong fish!

"Or maybe... he has already appeared..."

"Ning'er, why are you still unwilling to take that step?"

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——Analysis behind the story

In fact, from the overall perspective, the most gentle Qin family mother and son are indeed the "victims" of this fight.

Although Mu Xuanxuan treated his family very gently and was willing to give everything for them, he also put the Qin family mother and son in a very embarrassing, dangerous, and even deadly situation because of his own selfish desires.

Coupled with Ning Muxuan's current condition, he is not competent as a father, and as a man, he is unable to protect the people close to him.

——Sometimes, great principles cannot save people, and compromise is not only a symbol of cowardice, it can also be a symbol of responsibility.

As for Ning Muxuan...well, she's my wife after all, I can only bear with it.

212. Choice

"Ning'er, why are you still unwilling to take that step?"

The familiar questioning voice came out of Mu Xuanxuan's mouth again, and it was not the first time in these years. But unlike the various rebuttals and arguments in the past, after going around in circles, when Ning Muxuan faced this question again, she chose silence for the first time.

The woman lowered her eyelids, took the white flower that belonged to her mother from her hair, and placed it in her hands. Strands of hair floated, covering the beautiful face again...

Ning Muxuan slightly opened her red lips, but in the end she seemed to be speechless and said no word.

Looking at his daughter's appearance, Mu Xuanxuan saw it with his eyes and felt pain in his heart. The man frowned, but he still couldn't get a reply from his daughter.

Finally, he looked up at the empty ceiling and sighed deeply. He shrugged his shoulders and kept telling himself: It's just that the time has not come yet.

It took him ten years to take the first step to get out of the bondage of his beloved. Therefore, he would not expect Ning Muxuan, who is now a child, to be able to let go so quickly.

However, facing this new family that is about to be reunited, all matters have now been brought to the surface. There is not much time left for him...

As the backbone of the family, he had to deal with many problems and hidden dangers and take responsibility. In addition, because of Ning Muxuan, this new family that he hadn't had time to reunite with seemed to be in danger again...

Therefore, he should stand up now and take control of the situation, or make amends for his mistakes.

After a while, Mu Xuanxuan came back to his senses and thought about the corresponding strategy. He looked at Ning Muxuan in front of him, and just when he was about to speak, when he saw the blood stains at the corners of her mouth, as a father, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

He stepped forward and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his daughter's mouth.

"I'm sorry Ning'er..."

"Now, go home and be alone. Take some time to think about it. If you still can't accept this new family, I respect your choice."

"By then, I will confess everything to Liu'er, and after making up for what I owed to Xiao Qin, we will leave this city together... Okay?"

Feeling her father's gentle touch on her cheek and looking at his eyes full of determination and tenderness, Ning Muxuan finally nodded gently in response.

Seeing this, Mu Xuanxuan smiled and rubbed her daughter's head affectionately, just like she did when she was a child, and said with concern:

"When you go back, be careful and don't think about Mu Xuan's family anymore. And don't go back alone secretly..."

"If you've made up your mind, Liu'er, Xiao Qin and I will always be here waiting for you."

Ning Muxuan stretched out her bare hands and gently patted her father away. Although her pretty face was still expressionless and showed no emotion, she still pursed her lips and gently replied to her father.

"understood."

"Well, Ning'er, I think you understand - I am not only your mother, I love you too. I will always be by your side and face everything with you. Until forever..."

"..."

Ning Muxuan lowered her eyes, and finally turned around, and left here with weak steps.

Mu Xuanxuan stood in the cold wind, watching her daughter leave. She stared at her for a long time until her figure completely disappeared before she stood up and left...

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Different from the cold and empty outside, this seemingly ordinary and crowded little home has an extremely comfortable, gentle temperature and a heart-warming atmosphere, and a trace of imperceptible happiness is well hidden in it——

"Xiaoxuan, you're back!? Where's Ning'er?"

Seeing Mu Xuanxuan who had just returned home after a long absence, Liu Qingqing hurriedly went to meet him and patted the dust and dew off his shoulders. But when the woman looked behind him, she could not see Ning'er, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Has Ning'er gone back again?"

Mu Xuanxuan smiled gently, took the woman's hand, and gently stroked her to comfort her.

"It's okay. Ning'er just had some things to deal with, so she hurried home. I think she will be back soon, don't worry."

"is that so……"

Having said that, there was still a trace of worry and sadness on the woman's face.

Mu Xuanxuan smiled and shook her head, then changed the subject again.

"Where is Xiao Qin? What is he doing now?"

"He just finished his meal and probably went back to take a nap in the study."

"Well, it's winter now, and the children tend to sleep more. I'll go upstairs and check on the children first."

"Ah."

After exchanging a few more words with Liu Qingqing, Mu Xuanxuan went to the kitchen again, then went upstairs alone, came to the door of the study, and knocked gently.

"Xiao Qin? Are you sleeping? Uncle brought you some hot milk. The weather is too cold. Warm yourself up..."

As the man's gentle call fell, there was no response from the room, just like a grain of sand thrown into the sea, failing to stir up the slightest ripple.

Mu Xuanxuan frowned, and some bad thoughts flashed through her mind.

"Xiao Qin, uncle, can you please come in first?"

After saying that, Mu Xuanxuan was about to push open the door. Just as the man's hand pressed the door handle, a boy's soft shout suddenly came from inside the room.

"No, no thanks, thank you Uncle Murong. Xiao Qin didn't sleep well yesterday, and now I want to take a rest, so I won't bother you, uncle..."

The man's hand suddenly paused, thinking that the boy's condition might not be much better than Ning'er's. Since Xiao Qin had rejected him, he wanted to have a good rest alone.

If he goes in to disturb them, or even exposes their "scars", it will definitely be bad...

After thinking for a while, Murong Xuan finally let go of his hand and slowly took a step back. He once again said to the boy in the room with concern:

"Well, Xiao Qin, go get some more sleep, and I won't disturb you. But... if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me or mom, don't hold it in, okay?"

"Um"

The boy responded obediently. Murong Xuan stood outside the door for a long time before turning around and leaving with a helpless look on his face...

Later, when it was dinner time, little Qin Heng still stayed in his room alone. Even when Liu Qingqing came to call him, the little boy hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls of rice and ran back to his room.

Seems to be avoiding something...

Murong Xuan saw all of this, and he felt extremely guilty and regretful, but at this moment he could do nothing.

——The person who tied the bell must untie it

"Hey"

Murong Xuan sighed in shame

Just when the man was at a loss, there was a knock on the door in the middle of the night, which finally brought a glimmer of hope for a better future...

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These past few days I have been busy with classes, make-up classes, and then I update twice a day.

I must have caught a cold yesterday. I feel dizzy now. I'll take a break first and see if I have the energy to scold another chapter in the evening.

In addition, Qin Heng's character card has been established.

I will participate in the Mengshen event on the 1st of next month. Please support me.

Don't worry about it now

213. The distance between us

In the dim and silent study, only an old desk lamp emits a faint light. The warm light, like a long-forgotten yellow book, illuminates the room, bringing a little warmth and comfort to this lonely and cold night...

Little Qin Heng was lying motionless on a portable couch by the window. He turned his head and stared blankly through the window at the starry sky.

The moonlight scattered down and shone on the boy's cheek, with a hint of loneliness mixed in it, difficult to dispel.

After an unknown amount of time, the boy wearily looked away and turned sideways.

Looking at this small, even crowded study.

But the books and furnishings here are very neat and clean. Even if they are not used frequently, his mother and he will come to clean and organize them regularly on weekdays.

Because the original owner of this study was Qin Heng's father——

For the boy, his father spent very little time with him, and most of the few memories he had from his childhood were of this study.

Looking at the old desk lamp that was illuminating the desk despite its exhaustion...that position once again coincided with the person in the boy's memory.

Being reminded of something is a very desolate thing. In addition, the little boy thought of his current situation and what happened to him in the past few days.

A strong feeling of grievance and sadness surged up in the boy's heart, and his eyes instantly turned red. Tears as big as beans could not stop flowing out, and in an instant, they wet his cheeks.

Little Qin Heng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, but he couldn't help sobbing softly in his throat.

——He wanted to cry loudly, but his heart kept telling himself to be strong. Crying is something that only children would do, and it is a sign of cowardice.

In this regard, Xiao Qinheng has perfectly inherited his father's stubborn and unyielding character.

Now, although his whole body was shaking and his lips were twitching, he still gritted his teeth and stared, refusing to bury his head.

until--

There was a crisp knock on the door from the side...

Little Qin Heng was startled at first, and then he quickly wiped the tears from his eyes. He tried hard to stop the trembling all over his body, but the effect didn't seem to be very good.

It was not until a long time later that the boy calmed down and walked towards the door of the study...

As for the people knocking on the door, the little boy could only think of his uncle or his mother. After all, they had come countless times during the dinner time. They had waited until he had finished his meal reluctantly before they could get away.

At this point, the two adults must want to come and see him and care about his physical and mental condition.

"call--"

The little boy exhaled softly, relaxed his mind, and when he was sure that everything was in order, he slowly moved towards the door.

After all, although he was indeed very sad now, he didn't want to make the adults worry about him.

Little Qin Heng rubbed his throat and just wanted to speak, but a sudden call from outside the door made him stunned in place for a moment -

It was a beautiful voice that belonged only to women, with a cold and gentle tone, and at the same time filled with a kind of magnetic charm that ordinary people could not resist.

"Xiao Qin, have you rested?"

"!?"

The call was obviously very cold and weak, but it could instantly explode in the boy's mind, like thunder in his ears.

Even though he himself had never heard a woman's voice before, Xiao Qinheng immediately recognized the owner of the voice.

——That was the voice of "sister". She was calling me softly from outside the door...

This was also the first time in such a long time that the boy heard his "sister" call him by his name. But this rare opportunity now only made the boy feel panic.

The moment he heard the voice of "sister" calling outside the door, the boy's steps suddenly stopped and his hand that was touching the door also froze.

The faint smile on the boy's face now looked so bitter and stiff. His body trembled slightly, his eyes were panicked, and he didn't know what to do, so he just stood there stupidly...

at this time--

Ning Muxuan is outside the door

The woman herself was a descendant of the demon race with the blood of the ancient green silver snake, and was naturally extremely sensitive to the surroundings. Not to mention that they were only separated by a door -

When Ning Muxuan knocked on the door, she had already sensed the movements of people in the room, but when she spoke, the movements stopped abruptly...

The woman lowered her head slightly, and her raised hands froze in the air. A trace of indifference flashed across her beautiful eyes, and a hint of unspeakable loss appeared on her beautiful face.

She knew that the boy was in the house and had not rested, and he must have heard her knocking on the door. But when he knew that the person outside the door was her, the boy chose to remain silent, no longer as warm and friendly as before...