After so many years, Xia Qingwen still feels that only this house, which holds the memories shared by his family of three, is like his home.

When he returned here, he could feel the beauty of life at that time and felt that his heart was still alive.

Every Qingming Festival, Ye Wan's death anniversary, and birthday, Xia Qingwen would take Xia Yexing to visit Ye Wan's grave. After sweeping the grave, they would return to the old villa, where the father and daughter would stay for a night.

In addition, when he misses Ye Wan very much, he will come over and sit here quietly.

He seemed to be able to feel Ye Wan's presence in every corner.

Inadvertently, she would look back at him, smile, and call him sweetly: "Husband."

That's enough...

This year.

As usual, father and daughter Xia Qingwen and Xia Yexing bought a cart full of white perfume lilies, which were Ye Wan's favorite flower.

The two of them decorated the living room and room with lilies according to Ye Wan's liking when he was alive.

The vase she likes, the location she likes.

…

The only exception is that compared to when Ye Wan was here, there is a larger portrait of Ye Wan in the house. She is wearing a snow-white dress, has long black hair, curved eyebrows, and a gentle smile. She is Xia Qingwen

Her most beautiful appearance in the memory.

Ye Wan in the portrait still looks young. At first glance, she thought she was Xia Yexing.

After all, mother and daughter are so similar.

Xia Qingwen placed a large bouquet of the most beautiful lilies in front of Ye Wan's portrait.

"Wanwan, my baby daughter and I came to see you, are you okay?"

"I miss you so much."

"..."

Every time Xia Qingwen came, he would talk to Ye Wan's portrait for a long time.

When he said he was tired, he sat under the portrait and stared at the people in the portrait in a daze.

Xia Yexing looked at her father's sad look, and she knew that his father was missing his mother again.

She walked over and sat next to Xia Qingwen. She glanced at Xia Qingwen who was lost in thought and then at the portrait. She felt very complicated.

Over the years, she has seen her father's love for her mother, but...

Thinking of the knot in his heart, Xia Yexing couldn't help but speak and said softly: "Dad, there is a question I really want to know."

Xia Qingwen listened to Xia Yexing's words and murmured: "Ask."

"Well..." Xia Yexing pursed her lips and asked, "Dad, when did you and Aunt Die... start?"

Xia Qingwen: "..."

When his daughter asked him this question, he woke up at that moment, but he was also a little stunned.

Xia Yexing spoke softly: "Dad, I may not have understood it when I was a child, but now that I have grown up, many things have gradually become clearer to me."

"But I have never been able to understand this matter. Since you love mom so much, why did Auntie Die come in less than two months after mom left, still carrying Xia Duoduo in her belly? How much does mom have in heaven?

It’s so sad, you know mom loves you very much too.”

Xia Qingwen closed his eyes and sighed.

He was not surprised to hear his precious daughter say this.

Just like Xia Yexing said, she has grown up.

When Xia Yexing was young, he never thought about this issue if he wanted a daughter.

But now my daughter has really grown up. She is about to graduate from college and it is time to fall in love. She understands some things. She also knows many things about adults.

He can no longer treat her as a little girl who doesn't understand anything.

However, there were some words that he really couldn't say and didn't know how to say them.
Chapter completed!