"What happened next?" Qi Yan asked gloomily.

Even though hearing this made him feel very uncomfortable, it is better to suffer a short pain than a long one.

He wanted to know why Huo Xuanshuang died, and why Si Yue not only refused to recognize Huo Linyuan, but also targeted him everywhere.

Huo Linyuan had been planning to tell him everything, so he simply put his head on top of his and began to tell him everything.

"Then the two had a big fight and parted ways."

"Not long after that, she suddenly found out that she was pregnant with me, but she didn't tell anyone about it, including Si Yue."

It was not until a later battle that Huo Xuanshuang's mental power was accidentally injured and he had to retreat from the battlefield.

When Huo Xiu Ze learned that she was pregnant, he almost rushed into the palace and fought with Si Yue, but was finally stopped by Huo Guang.

The Huo family did not make the matter public, and Huo Xuanshuang moved from the old house to this wooden house in the mountains.

If Huo Guang had not died later, and Huo Linyuan had found out these old events in order to investigate the truth, perhaps this would have remained a secret that had been buried for a lifetime.

Huo Xuanshuang lived here for nearly two years, until the day before Huo Linyuan's first birthday, she chose to commit suicide.

No one knew why she committed suicide, and even she herself became a taboo topic in the Huo family.

After Qi Yan learned that Huo Xuanshuang committed suicide, her heart was suddenly filled with pity for Huo Linyuan.

Huo Linyuan sensed his emotions and stopped telling the story temporarily, just standing there holding him quietly for a while.

At this moment, the room they were in suddenly began to change.

The surrounding walls began to be divided into pieces like building blocks, and then these blocks moved and flipped quickly, and finally reassembled together.

In a short while, the room was completely changed.

Qi Yan was attracted by the movement and raised her head from Huo Linyuan's arms.

The room that was originally filled with books has now become a living room.

Before Qi Yan had time to marvel at what was happening before her eyes, her attention was caught by a photo on the table.

It was a photo of a beautiful woman holding a baby. The woman had her brows slightly furrowed and looked troubled.

The baby closed his eyes and slept soundly.

Qi Yan couldn't help but walk over and gently touch the baby's face in the photo frame.

Even though he had never seen Huo Xuanshuang before, he recognized at a glance that the person in the photo was Huo Xuanshuang holding the infant Huo Linyuan.

Because her face looks so much like Huo Linyuan.

This was also the first time that Huo Linyuan saw this photo. He had been to the wooden house countless times when he was a child, but he never knew there was a room like this.

It seems that there is a time restriction here. The mechanism can only be triggered at a specific time, with a specific person or scene.

Thinking of this, he walked to Qi Yan's side.

At this moment, the image of a woman was suddenly projected in the center of the room.

The woman was wearing the same thin grey shirt as in the photo, sitting on a carved mahogany chair, with a hint of melancholy between her brows.

She was very beautiful, with her long black hair casually braided into a pigtail that hung down in front of her chest. Even without makeup, she was still stunningly beautiful.

However, her face was very pale and she looked very bad, but she gently raised the corners of her mouth, trying her best to hide her fatigue.

"Xiao Yuan." Huo Xuanshuang called softly, but there was a brief silence afterwards.

She seemed unfamiliar with the name, or perhaps she had not yet adapted to her own identity.

"I'm a mom, and I'm sorry I couldn't be with you growing up."

"But mom believes that you will grow up to be a man of integrity, because you have the blood of the Huo family flowing in your body."

Putting aside the initial awkwardness, Huo Xuanshuang was now like an ordinary mother, full of infinite pride in her children.

Qi Yan instantly understood that this video was the last memory that Huo Xuanshuang recorded for Huo Linyuan before committing suicide.

"When you see this video, I believe they have told you your life story. Mom wants to say sorry to you, but I hope you don't blame your father. He knows nothing." Huo Xuanshuang said in the video.

However, Qi Yan clenched his fists, disagreeing with what she said in his heart.

Why do adults always let children take the responsibility and forgiveness when they make mistakes, but who cares about the harm caused to the children?

Qi Yan really didn't understand why a mother could be so cruel as to abandon her own child and resolutely choose to commit suicide?

He felt sorry for Huo Linyuan. First, he was unknown to his biological father, then he was abandoned by his biological mother, and finally he was abandoned by his adoptive father whom he had always regarded as his father.

He clearly did nothing wrong and had no choice, but he was born to bear such a fate.

At this moment, a warm big hand fell on Qi Yan's head.

He looked up and saw Huo Linyuan looking at him worriedly.

Qi Yan curled her lips, turned her head and hugged him.

How hopeless and accustomed do you have to be to family affection to be so calm when seeing such images?

"They don't want you, but I do!" Qi Yan said with tears in her voice, but every word she said was extremely firm.

You will be mine from now on, no one can take you away, and to hell with your biological father and adoptive father, Qi Yan thought angrily.

Huo Linyuan was a little surprised. Qi Yan's words were like a breeze blowing over the hills, sweeping away the last trace of haze in his heart.

He slowly raised the corners of his mouth: "I remember it."

The two of them listened quietly to what Huo Xuanshuang left behind, and slowly Qi Yan's mood calmed down.

Later on, Qi Yan keenly felt that Huo Xuanshuang's thoughts seemed a little confused, and many times she would suddenly forget what happened the previous second.

But then, in the next moment, everything will return to normal.

This state continues until the end of the image.

When Huo Xuanshuang's figure gradually faded before his eyes until it disappeared, Qi Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He felt very heavy-hearted. This heaviness was not only due to his heartache for Huo Linyuan, but also a sense of powerlessness that he could not vent.

At this moment, Huo Linyuan did something unknown and a secret door suddenly appeared on the wall next to him.

Then, he took Qi Yan in.

After passing through a long passage, they came to a garden with birds singing and flowers blooming.

But if you look closely, you will find that the scene before your eyes is just an illusion created by the synthesis of three-dimensional images.

As they went deeper, the surrounding scenery began to change rapidly as if it had been pre-set.

A woman's life is displayed before their eyes like a kaleidoscope.

This woman is Huo Xuanshuang. These remaining records are more vivid than the footage just seen.

Huo Xuanshuang inside was dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse, looking heroic and dashing, and her whole body exuded a dazzling brilliance.

Without asking, Qi Yan knew that this must have been built by Huo Guang specifically for Huo Linyuan.

Facts proved that what he thought was right. When Huo Linyuan was a child, he stayed in here alone for seven days and seven nights when he knew that his father was actually his uncle.

After coming out, he became calmer and more steady. It was also from then on that he, at a young age, began to shoulder the responsibilities of the Huo family.

After passing through the revolving lantern garden, there is a small storage room containing many items related to Huo Xuanshuang and many photos.

Qi Yan searched for traces of Huo Linyuan's childhood in the photos, but eventually discovered that there were very few photos of Huo Xuanshuang and Huo Linyuan together.

The only few photos showed her looking at Huo Linyuan in Huo Guang's arms from afar, with a faint smile on her face.

But more often than not, she just frowned and looked at the cradle.

The photo of him hugging Huo Linyuan in the room just now was the only one in which the two of them had any contact.

"I can't say I love her, nor can I say I hate her. She was just a mother in my heart."

"But now, I'm grateful that she gave me life."

As Huo Linyuan spoke, he looked down at Qi Yan, his eyes filled with deep affection that could last for thousands of years.

Qi Yan held his hand tightly: "Can you tell me the story of her and Si Yue?"

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