He may never have the chance to fulfill the promise he made to her back then.
Leng Haoxuan closed his eyes weakly.
After a while, he turned his eyes away from Xia Zhenai and slowly blended into the darkness, with a faint smile on his lips.
That smile, so lonely, so indifferent.
It seems that the ethereal light in a distant country is extinguishing little by little...
Zhenai, what should I do with you?
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The next day.
At Xia Zhenai's request, Leng Haoxuan took her on a helicopter flying to the United States.
Because of Xia Zhenai's condition, the entire cabin was like a small bedroom.
Any furniture is available.
Xia Zhenai was leaning against the window reading a book, thanking her diary, while Leng Haoxuan, as always, sat aside and buried his head in front of the computer.
The two of them seemed to have returned to the comfortable days of just each other four years ago.
After a while, Xia Zhenai stretched and suddenly thought of something, then looked at Leng Haoxuan and whispered: "Haoxuan, why are we going to the United States instead of returning to China?"
Leng Haoxuan's hand on the keyboard stagnated slightly, his soft eyes met hers, and he stroked her hair: "I have a business trip to the United States."
Xia Zhenai curled her lips: "Then when will we go back to see the baby?"
Leng Haoxuan's eyes darkened, "I will take the baby over to accompany you, okay?"
"Really?" Xia Zhenai was delighted.
"Of course." Leng Haoxuan was extremely indulgent: "As long as you are happy."
Xia Zhenai stretched out her hand, put her arms around Leng Haoxuan's neck, and took the initiative to place a kiss on his cheek: "Haoxuan, you are so good to me."
Leng Haoxuan rubbed her hair and said meaningfully: "Zhen Ai..."
"Um?"
Ever since Leng Haoxuan explained her life experience to her, she naturally accepted the name.
"You are already a mother, but you have to learn to be independent and not blindly rely on others."
Xia Zhenai could hear the hidden meaning in his words, and raised her eyes without knowing why, looking at Leng Haoxuan thoughtfully.
Leng Haoxuan frowned, raised his hand, rubbed the corners of her eyes, and stared at her deeply: "What's wrong?"
Xia Zhenai looked at him with her head tilted and said bluntly: "Haoxuan, do you dislike me?"
Leng Haoxuan darkened his eyes and lowered the corners of his lips: "Don't think so wildly."
"Otherwise, how could you tell me not to rely on you."
Leng Haoxuan was startled. He didn't expect that although Xia Xia no longer had the memory of Xia Zhenai, she still retained Xia Zhenai's sensitivity.
"Haoxuan, speak!" Xia Zhenai held his big hand tightly: "Are you planning to leave me?"
Leng Haoxuan held her little hand with his backhand and comforted her in a low voice: "What nonsense are you talking about? It's always you who decides whether you want me or not. I will never want you!"
"I haven't forgotten!" Xia Zhenai bit her lip: "Haoxuan, you've been so weird lately."
"I am still the Leng Haoxuan who only loves you!" Leng Haoxuan promised: "I will never change."
"Then why did you say that to me for no reason?"
Xia Zhenai felt uneasy inexplicably.
"It's my fault!" Leng Haoxuan deliberately changed the subject: "Are you hungry? I'll prepare lunch for you."
When Leng Haoxuan walked into the kitchen, Xia Zhenai was bored and took Leng Haoxuan's notebook to see Xiao Yisheng's photos.
Xia Zhenai clicked on one of the folders, but a box pops up requiring her to enter a password.
She entered several passwords wrong.
In the end, she can only help Leng Haoxuan.
Leng Haoxuan responded lightly, the name of the two people.
Xia Zhenai opened the folder for a moment, and her eyes were suddenly bright--