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"You are like a person."

"I'm offended... dare I ask, who is it?" For some reason, Fu Xiao wanted to know this person, as if he had to know who this person was, it was a desire from the soul.

Finally willing to look at Fu Xiao, his eyes were heavy, and his words were heavy: "You don't have to call yourself like that in front of me."

"...I don't agree with the etiquette, so I can't follow it." Fu Xiao said with downcast eyes.

The man was not moved, turned his eyes back to look at the drawing paper, the coldness just now softened, and then said: "I once had a wife."

"We are very affectionate." His eyes gradually became distant, as if he was reminiscing about something, remembering some beautiful past.

"The family is right, and they are a good match for couples." The tone is imperceptibly gentle.

"But later, something happened to her family. She was afraid of hurting me, so she said she wanted to reconcile with me, but I didn't agree. The higher-ups vented their anger, and the family's century-old foundation was ruined." His expression became faintly gloomy.

"The family property has been confiscated, but everyone is still there. I thought that with her, it would be good to be poor and happy for the rest of my life." He stroked the drawing paper.

After pondering for a long time, he said again: "She was pregnant with a child at that time, and we were all very happy at that time. I also don't want to become an official anymore, I just want to set up some store business to guard her and raise our child. "

"How can a man be aimless? My mother blamed her for dragging me down and weakening my ambition. She didn't want to make progress. She was ashamed of the world and her ancestors. She was also depressed all day long, rarely smiled, and blamed herself." Speaking of this, he There was another long silence.

"What happened later?" Fu Xiao couldn't help asking.

The man glanced at her, his eyes turned cold, but he said, "Later she gave birth to a child."

"A girl."

As if struck by lightning, Fu Xiao opened her mouth in a daze: "Then... her?"

"During that time, she lost a lot of weight and waited for the child's arrival with full of joy. I couldn't hold back my mother, I couldn't hold her back, and I was studying in Beijing Middle School, so I couldn't stay by her side. When I came back, she was gone. Asked at the time The midwife only said one dead body and two lives, and the girl was not born." His hand touched the painting unconsciously.

"However, if the child is not born, how do they know it is a woman? I asked again and again, and found out that it was indeed difficult to give birth, but she said that she would protect the child no matter what, regardless of gender. The mother saw that it was not a boy, and it was because the child was related to the child. She, I'm here, my family is here, if she dies, she won't drag me down anymore, why leave another child to continue to drag me down, let me think of her, and I will be frustrated for the rest of my life?" He stared at Fu Xiao, his eyes were no longer soft. , but as cold as iron.

"She said that she ordered her servants to drown the child. Now it seems that I have something to ask."

Fu Xiao was speechless for a long time.Everything I said seemed superfluous, and nothing I said seemed right.

"Actually, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if she tells me the truth. Anyway, I don't want that child. I even hope she was never born."

"……why?"

"Because she killed her, didn't she? If I didn't have her, I could return to my official career as soon as possible, and she would always be by my side. Even in that case, I could protect her no matter what. She can, with me Repeat the glory together, and no one will blame her."

"As long as it's not you, as long as it's not at that time."

"Me?" Fu Xiao asked with difficulty, feeling a severe pain in his heart.

"You." The man said coldly.

"You know, you really look like her." The man stood up and picked up the painting carefully.

I can vaguely see that the person in the painting is pretty and elegant, really, no different from myself.The eyebrows are as clear and beautiful as a beautiful forest, and they are also exactly the same.

But if you have seen these two people, you can immediately tell the difference between them. One is carefree and has a gentle smile, while the other looks like a flower in a mist, with a world away.

"How to say, you are all her blood, and I will not let you go to dust again. But I hope you know, I will never recognize you. The day she dies, I will pretend that you are dead too."

Fu Xiao took a deep look at the painting, then lowered her head, covering her expression, and said, "I don't need it."

"I won't recognize you either. If you are willing to tell me this, I'm afraid it's because...she. Not because I am yours, but because I was born by her after all. You just can't stand her...staying behind I'm afraid I'll humiliate her. To be honest, I think my parents are dead, so I don't need it. Please don't force me. After all, I think, you don't want this to make a fuss. Everyone knows."

"Who will believe you?"

"Those who are interested are always willing to believe. I think you will know where the best place to inquire about is the secretive place in the officialdom. I really want to thank you, the one who sent me to Xisang Pavilion, do you think so?"

The man laughed back in anger, and said in a cold voice, "How could she have given birth to something like you, willing to be so low!"

Fu Xiao tried her best to hold back her tears and raised her head, said with a tearful smile, "You didn't do it yourself? Did you see it? That's the kind of person I am, so there's no need for you to be sentimental."

"Rebellious girl!" The man yelled angrily, and the table slapped loudly.

"I'm not your daughter." Fu Xiao wiped the corners of his eyes, and finally said: "There will be no future, I... don't want to see you again."

When she needed him the most, he wasn't there, but now he appeared to say that he never wanted her to be born in this world.Was it luck or misfortune that she survived?If the mother who only imagined in her dreams and paintings knew, would she regret her original choice?

She survived, but was discarded. Except for her who can no longer protect her, no one in this world expects her coming.After surviving, but living an extremely humble life, will she regret having such a daughter who humiliated her family and could only discredit her if she recognized her?Even going to pay homage to her, and dignifiedly calling her mother, there is no chance, nor is it allowed, nor is it worthy.

Eyes were sore, nose was sore, trying not to cry, Fu Xiao tried to be calm, opened the door and went out and closed the door in one go.

The wind was strong, but she found it difficult to breathe.

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