C66 (1/2)

Miao Siqing saw that there was still some distance ahead of them. She let Mo Xiaoxiao sit in the back of the car and slowly push his way.

”Xiao Yan, I didn't know who my mother and father were since I was young. Do you think it's strange?” Miao Siqing lowered his head, not daring to look back at Mo Xiaoxiao. ”I asked my grandma, but she was always unwilling to tell me. Later on, he said that I fell from the sky and jumped out of a rock. At first, I believed his.

”I don't know who my mother is either.” The corner of her mouth twitched. She felt a little cold and tightened her windbreaker. She remembered that she had asked her father the same question. His father just hugged her.

Later that night, when he went to sleep, he saw his father standing alone outside the room wiping away his tears.

From then on, Mo Xiaoxiao no longer asked her father who her mother was.

Night came to a standstill. Only the sound of the wheels rolling across the limestone road could be heard. However, the two figures that they had met for the second time had pulled into the distance between them due to their childhood.

Xiao Menghan was following him at a distance. He could follow his, but when he saw the scene of Miao Shiqing and Mo Xiaoxiao getting along harmoniously, he listened to their stories about their childhood.

In the end, Xiao Menghan did not appear. He was also thinking about his childhood, and even if he had a short time of happiness, it would still be drowned out by the pain that would follow.

”Siqing, how did you know I was there?”

”I knew it because I wanted to know. Lil 'Yun, don't worry. I will stay by your side and protect you, so that no one will harm you.”

”What do you know?” She raised her head and looked at Miao Siqing. He looked even younger than her. Right now, he was looking at her with eyes as firm as a man's. He was able to hold the entire world together, but she couldn't rely on him.

Dad had said to learn to be strong in silence. She wanted to be strong.

Miao Siqing lowered his head. Actually, he had felt something wrong with his body the last time he examined his. After being a nurse for so long, the tests that his grandmother had given him were not for physical wounds at all.

”Xiao Yan, if you don't mind, I can be the father of the child in your womb.”

She did not get angry at Miao Siqing's directness. Instead, she lowered her head and slowly walked on. She did not give Miao Siqing an accurate reply as her mind was in a mess. There was a stifling feeling in the city that made her unable to catch her breath.

Miao Siqing lived in a relatively old building. The front part was for the clinic, while the back part was where Miao Siqing and his grandma lived. Miao Siqing entered through the back door and made a silent gesture towards Mo Xiaoxiao before holding her hand and walking step by step towards his room.

The staircase was made of wooden planks. He was afraid that the sound of his slippers would disturb Miao Siqing's grandmother. She took off her slippers and walked up the stairs barefooted.

Miao Shiqing turned around and immediately stopped. In the next moment, she bent down and picked her up.

Miao Siqing was so frightened that he held his breath. She lowered her voice and whispered into his ear, ”It's not good for you and your baby if you catch cold.”

When the silhouettes of Miao Shiqing and Mo Xiaoxiao disappeared from the staircase, a silhouette walked out from the bottom of the stairs. It was Dr. Miao, who was wearing a Taiji suit.

Xiao Meng Han was hesitating about whether she should go in and take a look. He paced back and forth in front of the small independent building. He knew that Miao Siqing had given up his bedroom for Mo Xiaoxiao to sleep in and had gone to the guest room to sleep. Xiao Meng Han's hand was placed on the back door and just as she was about to open it, a voice sounded from behind him.

”You can go back and let her calm down here for a while.”