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Under the double mental and psychological pressure, Si Ningning fell into sleep.

This sleep was deep but not stable. The memories of two lifetimes were intertwined. She was like the gravel pushed up to the top of the wave when the tide rose, and like the tiny fish and shrimp swept away by the tide when the tide fell. She was completely passive.

There is no trace of autonomy.

In reality, in the family, in the relationship, is she not like this?

In the spring afternoon, the shadows of the trees flickered, the sun was slightly warm, and the halo that penetrated the attic was sometimes bright and sometimes dim. However, Si Ningning could not feel all of this.

The mosquito net was half scattered. On the small bed, Si Ningning curled up into a ball. A tear fell unconsciously and rolled into her hair...

Si Ningning was sent to the attic to rest. It was Huo Lang who cleaned up the mess in the main room and the front yard. In the evening, Si Ningning had not gotten up yet, so it was Huo Lang who was responsible for cleaning up the mess in the evening.

At that time, Si Zhennan had already come out of the room and walked back and forth twice. He was noticed by Huo Lang who was busy, and he smiled and nodded as a greeting.

Looking around the kitchen, Si Zhennan felt a little disappointed when he saw that apart from Huo Lang, there was only a pair of young ones in the kitchen.

Huo Lang raised his chin when he saw the situation, and He Gu immediately understood and waved to San Miao: "San Miao, please accompany me to the backyard of the old house to pick some green onions and bring them back."

"oh!"

He did not disturb Si Zhennan, but after a few minutes when Si Zhennan had almost calmed down, he slowly said:

"I don't know what happened between you father and daughter, but this time, please be sure to have a good talk with my lover calmly."

Si Zhennan doesn't cherish Si Ningning, but Huo Lang will.

If he didn't want Si Ningning to come out of the shadows, Huo Lang wouldn't take the risk and invite Si Zhennan over.

Si Zhennan paused and stared at the fire in the stove in silence for a long time. He rubbed his hands and sighed, "Ning Ning is lucky to meet someone so considerate like you."

Huo Lang lowered his head and was busy chopping vegetables, the corners of his mouth were raised, and the doting on his face could hardly be hidden.

Ning Ning is his daughter!

He should be in the palm of his hand. Where did Huo Lang come from? He snatched his daughter away without any explanation?!

But just looking at such a humble and frail person actually left such heavy psychological trauma on his beloved girl.

As if he felt that the Chinese tunic suit was not very practical, and the mouth of the stove was warm, Si Zhennan simply took off his coat and placed it on the pile of firewood on one side.

As soon as the two little ones left, Si Zhennan simply sat down at the mouth of the stove.

All memories seemed to end at this moment, and the daughter he saw later seemed to start to become strange. She would never reach out to him for a hug like she did when she was a child, and she would never smile brightly again...

Emotions surged in his chest, and while he was trembling, Si Zhennan's memory was suddenly pulled back to a long time ago, when his daughter had grown from a ripe melon to losing her lanugo hair, putting on soft pigtails that reached the sky, and then staggering back, her height was as high as the corner of the table.

…

Because he could empathize with Si Ningning, Huo Lang often found it unimaginable.

"It's all small things, everyone does it the same. She got up early today, let her sleep more." Huo Langpi replied with a smile.

At this moment, Huo Lang felt extremely confused. He could not question Si Zhennan. He could only ask himself over and over again in his heart:

Why did Si Zhennan do this? Is it worth it?

This question is not something that Huo Lang can give an answer to, but as soon as he thinks of Si Ningning who is in a tense state, Huo Lang's respect and kindness towards Si Zhennan suddenly cools down a bit.

Isn't it a good thing to have someone who can take good care of his daughter?

Some images quickly flashed through his mind. As if he had just realized that Si Ningning was his daughter, Si Zhennan's broad shoulders suddenly collapsed, and endless guilt filled his chest in an instant.

Si Ningning did not explain what happened in detail when he returned from Beijing, so Huo Lang did not know Si Zhennan's desire for a son.

Huo Lang laughed, but this time he was more sincere than before: "I am lucky to meet her."

He was absent from the most important period of his daughter's life. Now that his daughter has gained a happy new life, what qualifications does he have to interfere, care about, and be unwilling to be angry?

Si Zhennan is not like the kind of person who has no brains and ideas, so he would make a move to harm his daughter. He must be clear in his heart.

The hostility arose out of nowhere, but it only took a moment for Si Zhennan to realize the despicableness of his thoughts.

Si Zhennan's body was shaking violently as he cried in pain. Even if he couldn't see his face and heard the heavy breathing and choking sounds, Huo Lang knew his state at this time.

In terms of material things, Si Ningning may never be lacking, but in terms of emotions, her heart has long been dry.

"If you can, please feel a little more guilty and have a little more love for her. She... feels very bitter."

"That's not right."

Huo Lang kept paying attention to Si Zhennan from the corner of his eye. At this moment, Si Zhennan was wearing a black sweater, and the collar of a thick cotton-colored shirt was exposed at his neck. Without the blessing of the Chinese tunic suit, he lacked a trace of rigor and old-fashionedness. No matter how you look at it,

It makes people feel that there is a weak and humble atmosphere unique to literati.

But when he turned to avoid the "cracking" sparks exploding in the stove, he inadvertently looked up and saw Huo Lang's doting face. Not sure what was going on, Si Zhennan suddenly felt a little confused and panicked.

Si Zhennan knew that he was not a competent father, but now that he thought about it carefully, it was not that he was incompetent, but that he was guilty.

His nose was sore and hot tears instantly filled his eyes. Si Zhennan lowered his head and kneaded his temples to cover up his embarrassment.

Huo Lang was subconsciously hostile to Si Zhennan, so what he originally wanted to say and what he should say were much less at this moment.

Si Zhennan is a living person, and he has been struggling for most of his life. It is impossible that he does not have this bit of vision. However, when faced with the cold treatment of his son-in-law, he did not show dissatisfaction, and even

Under the bright and dim firelight, he smiled more enthusiastically:

"Don't you see Ning Ning? Ask her to help you do it together."

"Um?"

Such a beautiful and outstanding girl can be in a painful situation like an animal trapped in a quagmire...

Just thinking about this kind of thing is enough to make people feel sad. As a biological father, Si Zhennan would have such a big reaction, and Huo Lang was not surprised at all.

He quickly fried a green vegetable and placed it on the inside of the stove. With the temperature on the inside of the stove keeping it warm, Huo Lang fried another meat dish.

It is easy to cut meat vegetables, but it is difficult to fry them until they are tender. Huo Lang took out the vegetables, washed the pot hastily, poured the cooked rice into the pot, and then embedded the fried meat vegetables on the side of the pot and covered the pot.

Cover and simmer together, and then go straight out of the kitchen.

Perhaps Si Zhennan also needs to think carefully.