Years pass by, taking away our youth, but not our love and our memories. Lie, you are old and I am old, but love never decays. The world is really magical.
Sitting in front of the dressing table, Mu Xiaoxiao held her chin and stared blankly at the mirror. Her eyes were filled with red threads unconsciously.
"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong? Why are you still crying?" Xuanyuan Lie walked out of the bathroom. The sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window reflected in. He was still so charming.
The phoenix eyes turned and fell on him. Compared with before, his black eyes were deeper, but they were still so charming, like a whirlpool: "When my daughter gets married, my son gets married, my heart is always empty.
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"No matter when and where you are, I will be by your side. Xiaoxiao, I will not let you be lonely." There was more tenderness in his eyes.
This once cold man, even if the years pass by, the only thing that can make him so gentle is the woman in front of him. No matter when, how time passes, how he cherishes her, he cherishes her more and more.
"With you here, I am never lonely."
"Are you hungry? I'll make you some breakfast."
"Yeah." Mu Xiaoxiao stretched out and rubbed Xuanyuan Lie's chest like a cat.
Xuanyuan Lie looked at her fondly: "Go back to bed and sleep."
"Um."
Xuanyuan Lie turned around and walked out of the bedroom. Unknowingly, he had become a good family man for her. This tenderness could not be enjoyed by others.
Looking at his back, Xiaoxiao only had happiness in her eyes, and this happiness was a gift from God. She had gone through too many ups and downs before getting the warmth she has today.
Even though she narrowly escaped death and experienced too many hardships, she never regretted it.
She did not come to this life in vain!
The embarrassment in her heart immediately made her still a little tired disappear in an instant. Forget it, she won't sleep anymore! Her eyes fell on a thick diary on the dressing table, with a pen next to it.
This is her diary. I don’t know when she got into the habit of writing a diary. In addition to recording her daily life, she also wrote memoirs of the past based on her memory.
After taking the diary, Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of memories. Just when she was about to read it, a breeze swept in from the French window. The pages of the diary were turned by the wind.
When the wind stopped, the diary stopped at a certain page.
Xiaoxiao frowned when she saw the content of this page. This was... something she wrote on a whim when she was writing her diary.
Many times, she was unwilling to look at this page.
His eyes fell on the handwriting:
'How far should the thin line be? Love and hate, gathering and separation, life and death, there is a thin line between them. Often this thin line will make people lost, blind, or even insensitive. Just this thin line
Separation will make people regret their whole life! If I thought of you earlier, wouldn't I have so many regrets anymore? To pay tribute to the debt in my heart, Yin...'
The story in the diary slowly unfolds...
This is what happened when Mu Xiaoxiao was 5 years old.
Japan's largest conglomerate, the Han family, has been Chinese for generations, but it has established companies in Japan and has become the leader of the Japanese business community.
Xiaoxiao has always been the apple of the Han family's eye. However, when Mu Xiaoxiao was three years old, her parents divorced. After Xiaoxiao lived with her father for a period of time, she was picked up by her mother, Mei Na.
This year, Xiaoxiao is five years old.
"Mom, where are we going on the plane?" Xiaoxiao sat on the plane, looking at her mother who was staring at her with watery eyes in confusion.
Menai looked at her daughter with a smile, her long black hair did not lose her elegance and beauty: "Go to Italy."
"Going to Italy? What are you doing there?"
Mei Na rubbed Xiaoxiao's hair: "Go see your father."
"Oh..." Xiaoxiao didn't say anything more. Although she was young, she had already understood a lot about the ways of the world. She also knew that her parents were divorced, and she was as mature as a young adult.
Every time she talks about her father, her mother always sheds tears secretly, so many times, she doesn't want to mention it anymore.
Mina hugged her daughter with one hand and kept smiling gently. Divorce was a last resort. She didn't want to live under the constraints of a wealthy family, even if she still loved the man.
After several hours of flying, we finally arrived in Italy.
"Mom, it's so cold!" Xiaoxiao felt the biting cold as soon as she got off the plane. She sniffed and her ears were frozen.
Mina carefully put on her coat: "It's snowing outside, of course it will be cold."
The two mother and daughter walked out of the airport cuddling each other.
"Mina...Xiaoxiao..." A tall and majestic man was already waiting at the airport pick-up area. The man looked very handsome, and his maturity and dominance could not hide his excitement.
As soon as Xiaoxiao saw the man wearing a windbreaker outside, she immediately jumped out of Mei Nai's arms: "Dad!" She rushed over with a quick step and threw herself into Han Yun's arms.
"Yun." Mina walked over slowly. Although there was no unnecessary expression, her inner ups and downs could be seen in her eyes.
It is rare for a family to live in harmony.
This broken family is connected at heart, and they all have each other in their hearts.
"Have you finished handling matters regarding the consortium?" Mina asked.
"Well, it's settled. I will stay with you and my daughter these days." Han Yun said softly. Because of the consortium's affairs, he happened to come to Italy to discuss business. He worked day and night to get things done, just to be with the woman he loved so much.
When the daughter met, she continued: "You are tired after a long day and you are hungry. I have already made a reservation at the restaurant. Let's go and eat first."
"Um."
After getting in the car, the family got along very harmoniously. Even though their family had been broken up for a long time, no one could see any cracks between them.
We drove all the way to the restaurant.
Xiaoxiao had been lying outside the car window, looking at the snowy scene outside, her long eyelashes flickering against the car window. She was as cute as a Barbie doll.
"By the way, Xiaoxiao, dad has prepared a gift for you." Han Yun said mysteriously.
"What is it?" The word "gift" caught Mu Xiaoxiao's attention, and he immediately turned to look over.
There was a huge glass bottle with a bunch of blue butterflies flying inside. It was so beautiful that it caught people's attention. Her small hands touched the bottle tightly: "It's so beautiful. How come there are butterflies in winter?"
"You've spoiled your children rotten." Mei Nai said bluntly, and she knew at a glance that the butterfly must have been specially transported from afar, and the glass jar also had a thermal insulation effect.
"Hehe, this is daddy's magic!" Han Yun said with a smile.