"Fumo."

I asked inexplicably, but he actually answered.

Shen Zui turned his head and his eyes fell on Huai Mo's face. He looked serious and could not tell that he was joking with her.

Shen Zui suddenly burst into laughter, "Your story-telling skills are getting better and better, and even your expressions match up so well."

Huaimo's dark eyes were filled with inexplicable emotions. He stared at her face quietly, and then looked at the snickering little boy behind her. His heart felt inexplicably painful. In fact, was he telling a story?

Even he himself didn't know. Just looking at the child in front of him and listening to her questions, he accidentally said Fu Mo's name.[

Fu Mo... this man's story became less and less clear in his mind after he was detoxified. On the contrary, when he was seriously poisoned, some pictures often appeared in his mind. That was the story of Fu Mo and Luo Xi.

, he can even understand Fu Mo's deep thoughts that are never revealed to outsiders.

For example, his silent love for Luo Xi, and his helplessness towards Luo Xi. Those pictures were once clear, so clear that many times he couldn't tell whether he was Huai Mo or Fu Mo?

However, since he was detoxified, those images have gradually faded away. Even if he remembers them, he can clearly distinguish himself from Fu Mo and Luo Xi.

When he was poisoned, he couldn't tell whether he was in or out of the play.

Now, he knew that he had just watched a play, and he was even doubting whether the play was true or false.

He already knew the difference in his heart, but at the moment she asked the question, he blurted out the words as if he was possessed by a nightmare. It was as if something in his subconscious controlled him to say Fu Mo, but in fact, he didn't know whether it was Fu Mo.

street.

If it was Fu Mo, he could guess that this child was the flesh and blood in Luo Xi's belly that was related to his parents.

Unfortunately... maybe not?

Huai Mo walked slowly to Shen Zui and said with a smile: "If you like to hear me tell stories like this, I will be fascinated by it from now on."

Shen Zui smiled, "It seems that since I had your child, my status has risen a lot. Does this mean that the mother is more valuable than the child?"

Huai Mo pondered, "No, that's the opposite."

"Reverse?"

"The son is as valuable as the mother. If he wasn't blessed with a good life in your belly, he wouldn't be able to enjoy the good things I do to him."

Shen Zui nodded, "Maybe he doesn't care that you are nice to him?"

Hearing this, Huai Mo raised his eyebrows, with an intriguing look in his eyes.

Shenzui put her arm around his waist and said with a sly smile, "He really doesn't care about you."

"Well, forget it if you don't care about it."

"He doesn't care about me, I care about it, don't waste it, just give me all the benefits." Shen Zui asked with a giggle.

Huai Mo's lips almost couldn't be pressed together and were tense, but in the end he couldn't help but laugh.[

"Okay, I'll give it all to you." He leaned over and promised in her ear with a low smile.

Shen Zui was happy and kissed him on the face.

Huai Mo's body suddenly froze.

Shen Zui noticed it and was stunned for a moment. She looked towards him, only to see his eyes falling behind her. Behind her was the boy with the jade. Shen Zui immediately turned around and looked after her.

Suddenly, he screamed.

Shen Zui opened his eyes wide and subconsciously covered his mouth with his hands, staring blankly at the boy in front of him. To be precise, it was the tears on his face.

A drop of crystal water flowed out from the corner of the eye, slowly going down, and at this moment, it was flowing across the cheek.

I don’t know where those tears came from, but they were crystal clear and glistened, so they were obviously fine jade.

Shen Zui and Huai Mo saw with their own eyes the tears flowing out of the corners of the boy's eyes, rolling all the way down his plump little face, and finally, with a "pop", falling to the grass and trees on the ground.

Shen Zui held her breath, feeling like she couldn't breathe. The dull sound of tears falling to the ground woke her up, and her heart seemed to ache violently with that sound. Then, she felt that her eyes were sore and hot, and her face was already cold.

I don’t know the emotion. Is it fright? Or fear? Or panic? Or...pain? Shen Zui stood at the moment in a daze, as if a burst of pain and pain suddenly surged in his left chest, like a wave, coming quickly and fiercely, in an instant

Then it completely submerged her. She was like a drowning person, her mind went blank and she just wanted to struggle hard.

She stepped back involuntarily, staring at the baby in front of her who was clearly smiling, but made her so sad. The only thought in her mind was to step back and stay away from him. It wasn't that she was afraid, but she just didn't dare... didn't dare to face him.

Stepping back is the embrace of Huai Mo.

Shen Zui turned around suddenly, hugged him tightly, and said, with sobs already filling her throat, "Huai Mo..."

I don't know where the sadness came from, it just condensed into my voice. Apart from calling his name sadly, I didn't even know what I was sad about, and I couldn't say a single word.

Although Huai Mo's emotions were not as strong as hers, he was obviously no less shocked than she was.

He has never delved too deeply into the theory of ghosts and gods. Previously, he had an inexplicable memory of his husband, Luo Xi, and he let it go. He had also doubted the theory of past and present lives, but every time he wanted to think about it in detail, he always felt that it was too ridiculous, even to himself.

He couldn't help but laugh at himself. Fortunately, after that, the memory became more and more faded... He thought it was just caused by poisoning, an illusion that ended with his detoxification.

But how to explain the scene in front of me?

Shen Zui had his back to the baby at first, but he was facing her, so he could see her more clearly.

The tears did not float up from somewhere, but were definitely rolling out of the corners of the child's eyes - he saw it with his own eyes.

The shock in his heart was too strong. Huai Mo put one hand around his drunken and trembling body, his gaze fixed in front of him, unable to move away.

After those tears, the child stopped crying. He still squinted his eyes and covered his mouth, but he didn't know what went wrong. Huaimo could no longer feel his initial happiness, but felt desolate in his heart. That desolation was exactly what he had felt since then.

It emanates from the baby.[

"Huaimo, where are his parents? Why did you leave him here?" His eyes suddenly became sore and hot again, and his face was covered with tears.

No matter how indestructible he was in the past, at this moment, his heart felt weak. Huaimo couldn't answer, so he only patted Shen Zui's back gently.

…

Going down the mountain was heavier than going up the mountain. The two of them went down slowly in silence.

What lingers in my heart for a long time are the tears shed by the Jade Boy. He has been weathering there alone for thousands of years, always smiling, so how could he suddenly cry?

"Huai Mo, the child... was it really Fu Mo who put it there?" Shen Zui asked quietly.

Huai Mo paused, "Maybe."

"If so, does the child belong to him and Luo Xi?" The voice could still be clearly heard to be choked in the throat.

"Yeah." Huai Mo responded softly. If you didn't listen carefully, you could hardly hear it. I don't know if it was because he wasn't sure, or because he didn't want her to know too much.
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