Xia Muan went to the room, his thoughts were still immersed in what Kahang said. Xia Xintong's figure in the living room was busy, and he couldn't speak inexplicably.

"An An, what's wrong?" Xia Xintong looked at Xia Muan standing at the door in a daze and stepped forward, but found that her body was so cold, "Why are you so cold? Come back to the room and cover yourself with a quilt to warm up your body. You..." The series of complaints behind showed her concern.

Xia Xintong packed everything and then left the room. Inside, Xia Muan looked at her cell phone and called Xia Anxi by chance.

"Hey." The other end was almost connected at the same time as the phone rang. Xia Anxi's voice was not tired at all, but it was as remote as a silent ancient bell.

When Xia Muan heard this, he felt inexplicably sour, and two almost negligible crying voices made Xia Anxi stop the work at hand.

"An An, what's wrong with you?" Xia Anxi spoke. He definitely heard the voice just now, so Xia Muan cried. When he thought of this, Xia Anxi couldn't sit still. He was afraid of the devil he had put in his hand. Who was so brave that he dared to provoke her. "An An, what's wrong with you?"

Xia Anxi came out of the laboratory, and the corridor outside was terrible. Because of this, he could clearly hear the voices on the opposite side.

"Brother, what do you think our daddy looks like?" Xia Muan calmed his voice as much as possible, but the person opposite was her brother, a brother with blood relationship. Even if he didn't need to see it with his own eyes, he could know her feelings in his heart. Xia Anxi thought about many possibilities, but never expected that this would be the result. He had never thought about these two words since he was born with memories. One was to prevent Xia Xintong from being sad, and the other was to warn himself that their lives had nothing to do with that man.

However, all this is just his own thoughts. Regarding Xia Muan, he ignored that she was the age of a little girl, and no matter how she would, she would have the dream of a little girl.

"An An, do you miss him very much?" This he naturally refers to their daddy.

Xia Muan didn't say anything. She had never heard anyone mention this word when she was at the base. Once she just asked casually, which made Dr. Hao sigh repeatedly.

Dr. Hao said that she rescued Xia Xintong in the sea at that time. At that time, she probably knew that she was pregnant. However, what was even more serious was that she was poisoned by someone, and even they were helpless. However, when no one believed it, Xia Xintong endured huge pain and torture and gave birth to them.

However, at the cost of her, her memory was half missing, and perhaps it should not be said to be missing but selective forgetting, while the poison on her body was brought to Xia Anxi. It can be said that Xia Anxi was suffering from Xia Xintong's original pain. Only by experiencing that torture can we understand or how good it is.

Xia Xintong tried her best to save Xia Anxi just because she didn't want her child to live in a situation where life was worse than death. Since then, Xia Muan has never mentioned these two words again.

"No, brother, I'm just talking nonsense." Xia Muan didn't want Xia Anxi to see something strange, so she hung up the phone with a look of Hu's eyes, but Xia Anxi wouldn't turn over this page so easily and click on the number in her hand, "You go to the imperial capital to help me check someone."

There is no sound on the opposite side, only the sound of the current "slipping". The different frequency of the current represents the other party's answer.

Unexpectedly, after returning to the imperial capital, Xia Muan mentioned the person she had never met. Whether she was on a whim or someone would be fueling the fire behind her.

Xia Anxi's eyes, which were exactly the same as Rong Ye, narrowed slightly, and her right hand inadvertently knocked on the wheelchair at hand, and her thoughts kept flowing in her mind.

Dr. Hao came out of the room and said, "How many times have you told you, be careful of your own body." This may be the instinct of a doctor. When he sees disobedient patients, he always talks a few more words.

Xia Anxi has no feelings for his body, as if he is not the person who is tortured every time. No matter how many times you say he is, he can calmly say "goodbye" but never change his habits.

Perhaps it was passed on to him by his father whom he had never met. When he thought of him, Dr. Hao sighed subconsciously.

Xia Muan looked at the destroyed screen, flipped over and closed her eyes, and turned around in her mind, "Do you know who your father is?" This sentence was locked firmly on her head like a spell, making her unable to struggle.

In a daze, Xia Muan felt a slender and majestic figure flashing in her mind, but she couldn't wait for her to take a closer look. The figure was slowly blurring and finally turned pale.

Xia Muan's breathing became even. Xia Xintong pushed the door and saw this scene. She gently covered the quilt and looked down at her, but she heard the word "Daddy" coming from a tender voice.

Xia Xintong paused, and her thoughts kept surging in her eyes, as if she was hiding something, but in the end she still had nothing.

Her hands slowly stroked Xia Muan's little face, and there seemed to be a small ball left in her mind, but now she has grown so big.

Did she do something wrong? She unilaterally deprived them of the family affection they should have enjoyed.

These two children have never mentioned it. Perhaps it is because they desire such feelings more than ordinary people that they can restrain themselves more. But who is that man? There is a figure in Xia Xintong's mind, but it is always like a layer of gauze, which makes him unable to see clearly enough.

The harder you work, the more distance you have.

Forget it, let it go. Xia Xintong sighed helplessly and sat next to Xia Muan until dawn.

The next day.

Xia Muan got up as usual, but when he was at the school gate, he heard Xia Xintong's voice, "An An, do you really want to..."

Xia Muan waited for Xia Xintong's words, but could not wait for the follow-up.

"Forget it, you're good at school, mommy comes to pick you up after get off work."

Xia Muan responded sweetly, preparing to enter the classroom as usual, but ran into Teacher Cao at the door.

"An An, are you going to compete with Rong Chen?"

Competition? What competition? Xia Muan thought in his mind, remembering that Rong Chen said he would help her yesterday, and that was not what he said.

"Yeah." Xia Muan responded.

"Since that's the case, you can't do the class homework and participate in the competition with Rong Chen."

At the order of Teacher Cao, Xia Muan finally lived a life without having to sleep in the class, but there was another problem that was even more serious.
Chapter completed!