Chapter 850: Regain temperature (2)

Xi Xinyi nodded and suddenly lowered her eyes and silently took a breath. "Well."
With such a sentence, Xi Xinyi took the steps and went forward. The sound of the voice passed over. "This time, I thought a lot of things. I thought about it and thought about it now... actually from the beginning. When Han Yifeng asked me to divorce, I should understand that I have pushed myself to the edge of the abyss. However, at that time, I still obsessed, I didn’t know how to wake up, until I really lost him, and children, I Just known……"
Speaking of this, Xi Xinyi suddenly took a footsteps, bowed her head and looked at her hands in front of her eyes. The trembled voice with a hint of sorrow and sorrow, "I know... I ruined it all, I pushed myself to the abyss... Dad, I feel so helpless now, I especially want Yifeng, especially my son... I especially want to go back to the previous... When Yifeng left, it gave me a chance. Just me...just me..."
When Xi Xinyi said that she couldn’t control her tears, she couldn’t say it anymore.
Ximushan held his hand and looked at Xi Xinyi, who was crying in front of her eyes. After a while, she took a breath and handed the paper towel in her pocket and said, "Scratch it."
Xi Xinyi sucked her nose and raised her red eyes to look at the Ximu Mountain. It took a long time to pick it up.
Ximu Mountain did not look at her more, but with both hands, and went on, Xi Xinyi followed in the back.
"You can figure it out yourself, naturally it is also a good thing. My grievances with your mother, I hope that will stop here, there is no need to meet again. You and the summer night things, I promised not to live summer nights. Intervene, don't want to, things still evolve to this step."
Ximushan sighed, "You are the same as your mother, who are unscrupulous to achieve the goal. So there is such a tragedy today."
"dad……"
"The reason why Xijia has such misfortunes today is that I have to bear some responsibilities. I have not fulfilled all of my responsibilities. I have almost no chance to make up for it later. I hope you don't want to go on." The same way as your mother, I hope that you can have a different ending than her."
Ximushan said, suddenly turned his head and looked at Xi Xinyi.
"Dad, then you said that I still have a chance? I still have a chance to save it all?"
Xi Xinyi looked nervously at the curtain mountain, and in an empty heart, she needed a little courage.
"I used to think that I couldn't come back with your aunt, but now we are still resurrected." The low voice of Ximushan was with a trace of luck, and paused. "The loss is terrible, but more terrible." Yes, you only look at it in the distance but don't know to get it back."
"Dad... I... I’m afraid he won’t want me, and even my children will dislike me...

Xi Xinyi said with tears, choked.
"If you don't look for it, you will lose them forever. If you are unpleasant in the past, let it pass. You can come over today. You must be aware of your mistakes in your heart. You can correct it. That is a good thing, for you. In fact, it is also a fortune, understand?"
Xi Xinyi sucked her nose and nodded with tears.
"Well, the past will not come back, the future is still there, how to pass, or to see your own, huh?"
Ximushan had some words and a long time to fall down such a sentence, only to take a deep breath, looked at Xi Xinyi, raised his hand and patted her shoulder, then turned his hands and silently turned away, leaving only the seat of Xi Xinyi On the empty path.
For a while, Xi Xinyi raised her hand and went out of her eyes, and when she turned her head, she could only see the slightly thin back of Ximu Mountain...
When returning home, Shen Wenna was standing outside the balcony and looking at the scenery. When she watched the past, she could see the back of Xi Xinyi who slowly left.
Shen Wenna looked very calm. She had carefully turned her head and looked at her for a long time. She did not see any emotion from her face. When she thought about it, she said, "I can see that she is somewhat remorseful, hope. She won't be like her mother. She hopes that I can go to see Yue Qisi."
"Then why don't you go?"
Shen Wenna looked at him indifferently.
"Wen Na, I love you, this fact has never changed. Do you understand?"
Ximushan thought she was not happy, but she was helpless and frowned. She said this.
Shen Wenna lowered her eyes, slightly raised her hands and tied the cool railings, silently watching the figure of Xi Xinyi gradually drifting away, some difficult openings, "These three words are too heavy, Mushan."
"Yes, it’s too heavy for us, so I am very happy."
The quiet eyes of Ximushan involunted a little softness, silently looking at Shen Wenna next to him.
Shen Wenna’s beautiful face made a smile.
But it’s been a long time since I’ve been there. We’ve lost everything we’ve had. We’ve had no chance to feel it.

"Who said there is no chance? There is still time, you come with me!"
Ximushan looked at her slightly sloppy side face, but there was a slight pain in her heart. The big hand was stretched out uncontrollably, gently holding her hand and pulling her away.
Shen Wenna saw it, but she was a little surprised. "Where are you going to take me?"
"When you go, you will know."
Ximushan said this to her, she had already pulled her out of the door.
He was so pulled along the way, Shen Wenna naturally felt a little embarrassed, trying to struggle, but he was tightly buckled and could not get away. Fortunately, it is the time of lunch break, there is almost no one on the road.
Xi Mushan took Shen Wenna through the peach trees, and soon after, she came outside the piano room of the school.
It wasn't until the curtain of the mountain that Shen Wenna sat down in front of a half-old, old piano. Shen Wenna was a little bit stunned. She turned around and looked at the curtain mountain beside her. I have already put it on the keys, and a string of pleasant notes will pour out...
This song, of course, is familiar to Shen Wenna, and it was often played to her by Ximushan at that time. However, she has not heard the song for a long time, and she has forgotten the last time she heard it. At what time, ten years ago, twenty years ago, or longer...
This is awaiting...