This CD originally contained a video recording.

  Song Yuqiao's eyes widened, staring at the computer screen, and she felt her breathing quicken. It was as if there was an invisible hand in the air, tightly grasping her throat.

  This is an engagement video.

  The woman in white evening dress is Zhang Mengxue.

  Later on, dressed in formal attire, walking onto the stage, getting down on one knee, and saying "Marry me" to Zhang Mengxue was...

  It's her older brother Pei.

  Song Yuqiao's hand clenched into a fist, her fingernails digging deep into her palm. She felt the scream in her throat was about to burst out, and she bit down on her fist with her teeth, her knuckles bleeding from the pressure.

  The current Song Yuqiao stared at the computer screen, completely devoid of his former meticulousness, with only buzzing sounds in his mind, like a bulldozer working tirelessly.

  So, basically, he didn't smile at all from head to toe in this video, not only did he not smile, but it can even be said that his face was cold and stern, as if the whole process wasn't attending an engagement ceremony, but rather a funeral.

  Song Yuqiao kept biting her finger joints repeatedly, with tears welling up in her big eyes.

  Her heart ached unbearably, as if there were several gunshots in her brain. Her internal organs had already been riddled with holes.

  Song Yuqiao didn't have the strength to take out the disc, but this disc seemed to be set up, after one round, it automatically started the second round, the third round, the fourth round...

  Just then, outside the door, Aunt Zhang, the nanny, knocked on the door and said, "The soup is ready, miss. Why don't you come out and have a sip first?"

  This period has begun. Song Yuqiao has started having an extra meal every afternoon to ensure the nutrition of the child in her belly, so that she can have a smooth delivery during labor.

  The woman outside the door knocked several times, but there was no movement or sound from inside the bedroom.

  She was somewhat perplexed, and after waiting outside for a few minutes, just as she was about to knock on the door again, it opened from the inside.

  "Little... your complexion doesn't look good, are you uncomfortable?" Zhang Shu was specially invited by Pei Si Cheng to take care of pregnant women, so when Pei Si Cheng was not around, she had to take full responsibility.

  "Nothing, isn't it said that soup is good for you?"

  "Okay, the chicken soup is ready, I'll go get it."

  Song Yuqiao's face turned a bit pale, but he still sat at the dinner table and drank a full bowl of soup. Before, he would always complain that the soup was too hot and drink it slowly with a spoon, but this time, Song Yuqiao drank directly from the bowl.

  Zhang Shuo looked at her like this, and only then did she slightly put down her mind, turned around and entered the kitchen.

  Actually, Song Yuqiao didn't use a spoon because her hands were shaking so much that she couldn't even hold onto it. With both hands using all their strength to hug the bowl, she could barely prevent it from shaking, and tears kept falling into the bowl.

  After drinking the soup, Song Yuqiao wiped away her tears with her sleeve and went back to the room to fetch a CD. She smashed it against the wall and then trampled on it, stomping wildly with her feet. Her two weak hands grasped tightly until the CD finally broke into two halves under the pressure.

  She felt a slight pain in her lower abdomen, sat down to rest for a while, washed her face, and threw the disc and box out of the window, throwing them far away, landing on the green grass in front of the building.

  Song Yuqiao was separated from the window and had a dry heave, almost all of the hot soup that had just been drunk into his stomach came back up.

  Aunt Zhang outside heard Song Yuqiao's voice and hurried over to ask: "Miss, what's wrong?"

  Song Yuqiao had already walked out of the balcony and casually closed the door behind her, saying: "Nothing, I feel stuffy at home and want to go for a walk. I'm going to the company to find Brother Pei."

  She said, and then simply took her own bag and walked out the door.

  "Miss, I'll go with you..." said Zhang Shuo from behind.

  Song Yuqiao turned around and said sternly, "Not allowed! Are you sent by Brother Pei to monitor me? I'm going out to hail a taxi to find Brother Pei, do you want to control that too?"

  Song Yuqiao had never spoken in such a tone before, and now this stern voice with a hoarse tone suddenly came out, even Zhang Shu took a step back.

  Song Yuqiao had already walked to the door, as if feeling that what he said earlier was a bit too severe, turned back and smiled: "Sorry, Zhang Shu, I'm just going out to find Pei Gege, you don't need to follow me, now that I'm pregnant, I know to be careful on the road."

  ………………

  Zhang Mengxue drove aimlessly on the road, but the car still headed towards Pei Shichen's residence.

  What Zixuan said was believable to Zhang Mengxue.

  She had also been puzzled before, why Pei Shuai took her first time in the bathroom, but in the next ten years, she was able to not touch her at all. If it was to leave making love until after marriage, then Pei Shuai never mentioned getting married either.

  Until now.

  Zhang Mengxue couldn't help but want to laugh, wanting to laugh wildly, wanting to laugh sarcastically. It turned out that after being deceived for ten years, she was the one who was foolish.

  She called Zheng Jiawei and asked directly as soon as she spoke, "Jiawei, Qi Xuan has found me."

  Hearing Zheng Jiawei's exclamation on the phone, Zhang Mengxue suddenly realized why Zheng Jiawei had reacted so excessively when she mentioned Qi Xuan before. Now, she finally knew.

  Perhaps everyone knows that she is the only one who is kept in the dark, like a fool, while others are watching the show.

  On the other end of the phone, Zheng Jiawei said a lot, but Zhang Mengxue didn't say a word, so she got a bit anxious. "Mengxue, don't think nonsense, say something, don't scare me."

  It's been ten years already, even if she were to bring up what happened back then again, Zhang Mengxue would absolutely not be bothered.

  It was Zheng Jiawei's voice beside her ear, and when she looked out of the window, Zhang Mengxue inadvertently saw a person flagging down cars by the roadside... Xia Chuchu?

  Zhang Mengxue honked the horn twice, and Song Yu turned his head to see Zhang Mengxue walking towards him with slightly hesitant footsteps from behind the windshield.

  As Song Yuqiao walked towards Zhang Mengxue's car, Zhang Mengxue asked Zheng Jiawei: "Has the tape been sent?"

  Zheng Jiawei didn't quite understand why Zhang Mengxue suddenly changed the subject, but still replied: "I've checked, it was signed for two hours ago."

  "Okay, I'll hang up first and call you back later."

  On the other end of the phone, Zheng Jiawei was just about to ask Zhang Mengxue if her work in C City would be ending next week and then she would buy a ticket to fly to Los Angeles.

  But...

  She never thought that this phone call would be her last conversation with Zhang Mengxue, and after that, there was no more Zhang Mengxue in the world.

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao opened the passenger door and got in, trying to calm her breathing so as not to appear timid in front of Zhang Mengxue.

  Her hands were still very cold and icy, but they no longer shook much.

  Zhang Mengxue has already picked up the rope and slowly turned the steering wheel, and the car re-entered the traffic flow.

  Song Yuqiao's hands tightened on the straps of her bag, pursed her lips and stared at a car not far in front, asking: "Where are you going to drive?"

  "Pei's company," Zhang Mengxue seemed to say casually, "At this time, if they suffered a grievance, they would definitely go find your brother Pei."

  "She sneered, 'Just like a kid who hasn't grown up yet, whenever something happens, you go back to find your mom, how childish.'"

  Song Yuqiao's face turned red with anger, "Did I ever say I was going to look for Brother Pei? Whoever I want to go find now, I'll go find them. Do you need to be here making snide comments? What qualifications do you have?"

  "Who knows, maybe now that I know the truth, I was just about to go find Pei Si Cheng to confront him, but it turns out he's causing trouble at home and now wants to cause trouble at the company too."

  The truth of the matter...

  Song Yuqiao's mind immediately conjured up the video he had just seen at home.

  Zhang Mengxue wore a white wedding dress, while Pei Si Cheng knelt down on one knee to propose to her...

  That scene made Song Yuqiao feel heart-wrenching just thinking about it.

  So this is the true nature of reality?

  Zhang Mengxue took a glance at Song Yuqiao's expression in the rearview mirror, knowing that she had already seen the engagement video recording, and said: "You've seen the engagement video of me and Pei Si Cheng, right? So you know, actually I told you before, it wasn't wrong. I'm not just Pei Si Cheng's girlfriend, but also his fiancée."

  "Nonsense!"

  There was some confusion in her heart, and now hearing the words from the mouth of the person she disliked the most, Song Yuqiao's fingernails dug into her palm, and her heart ached to the point where she couldn't breathe.

  "Haven't you seen it all already? Are you still deceiving yourself?" Zhang Mengxue said, "I know that Pei Si Cheng is good to you, so good that you can no longer tell east from west, but do you know what he treasures most? It's not you, but the child in your belly."

  This is where Song Yuqiao's heart is stuck now.

  It's not just Zhang Mengxue who can see it, even Song Yuqiao himself is also in doubt, so sometimes he will repeatedly ask Pei Si Cheng carefully to get a definite answer.

  Song Yuqiao felt a sudden severe pain in her lower abdomen, and she grabbed the hem of her clothes and pinched herself hard on her thigh.

  Zhang Mengxue glanced at Song Yuqiao's face, looked at her current belly, and said coldly: "Pei Si Cheng is now pampering you because of the child in your belly. Because I couldn't have children, he thought of not letting you abort the child, then after you give birth to the child, he will let me raise the child..."

  Song Yuqiao's eyes widened in horror: "Impossible!"

  Zhang Mengxue ignored Song Yuqiao's words and continued to say: "Don't believe me, just watch at that time, huh? But rest assured, although I really dislike you, Xia Chuchu, if your child is indeed Pei Sicong's, I will still treat him well. I will take care of him as if he were my own son, and won't..."

  Zhang Mengxue let out a loud cry, the steering wheel suddenly turned sharply to the left, "What are you doing?! Are you crazy?!"

  Song Yuqiao directly stretched out her hand to strangle Zhang Mengxue's neck, and the two started wrestling in front of the car. Song Yuqiao felt a severe pain in her lower abdomen, as if her water had broken, and the skirt under her was completely wet...

  "It's impossible!"

  "How is it impossible? Otherwise, why would Pei Sheng let me move into his house? Or else, how could he just keep you in this house without wanting to marry you?"

  Zhang Mengxue's last sentence finally completely disrupted Song Yuqiao's remaining rational mind.

  Song Yuqiao went crazy, pinching Zhang Mengxue's arm: "My son, no one is allowed to give! You go dream! My ten-month-old child, how could I have given it to you!"

  Zhang Mengxue had completely lost her rationality due to Qi Xuan's words earlier, and now she felt that her heart was filled with anger wanting to erupt, all of which were vented on Xia Chuchu.

  "Are you satisfied?" Zhang Mengxue held the steering wheel with one hand and blocked Song Yuqiao's approaching hand with the other. "After giving birth to the child, you might not even wake up, and Pei Si Cheng will bring him over to me. You won't even be able to see your son, for a lifetime, you won't be able to see him. In the end, your son will still call me mom!"

  "You think you can? Who are you? Come and take my son!"

  Both of them have lost their minds.

  Zhang Mengxue was because she suddenly knew the truth ten years ago, and her heart was indignant. She poured all her indignation on Song Yuqiao like a dog's blood.

  But Song Yuqiao, now as a mother, when she heard that the person she loved most was going to give away the child in her belly to another woman to raise, she became impulsive and didn't care about anything else.

  However, as the car moved forward, there was a freight truck ahead. Zhang Mengxue shouted and the car rushed towards the freight truck. Just as it was about to crash into the bottom of the truck, Zhang Mengxue urgently turned the steering wheel, but in the nick of time, she stepped on the brake, but mistakenly pressed the accelerator instead...

  The iron frame behind the truck shattered the glass of the car window and stabbed in from the driver's side.

  ………………

  Suddenly, a shrill cry.

  Song Yuqiao felt his head hit the front windshield, a sharp pain shot through him, and the blood flowing down from his forehead blurred his entire field of vision.

  On this side, Zhang Mengxue seemed to have burst blood vessels, and Song Yuqiao's arm and hand were stained with sticky bright red blood. Half of her body was leaning against Song Yuqiao's leg, and Song Yuqiao let out a sharp cry. But the more she struggled, the more painful it became. Her entire body's muscles and bones were screaming in pain. The blood had blurred her face, and she didn't know if it was her own blood or Zhang Mengxue's splattered blood on her.

  Due to the car accident, Zhang Mengxue was hit on the head, injured her left scapula and heart, and died on the spot. Song Yuqiao, who was on the left, was only slightly injured in the head due to Zhang Mengxue's blockage.

  Inside the car, Song Yuqiao was the first to be carried out. She had completely lost consciousness, her entire body covered in blood, and her throat was hoarse from screaming until she couldn't make a sound. She felt that her whole body was numb with pain, except for the sharp, convulsive pain in her abdomen, which seemed to be connected to her heart.

  In the midst of chaos, she heard someone shouting: "The pregnant woman is going into labor!"

  She got on the ambulance and arrived at the hospital. A doctor asked her to contact her family, and Song Yuqiao's lips slid over Pei Ge's name, but she finally swallowed it and said in a very soft voice: "My phone...the first name...call my mom for me, thank you."

  In the operating room.

  Song Yuqiao's fetal position is relatively normal and can have a vaginal delivery.

  When she was covered in sweat, the words of doctors and nurses around her were completely inaudible. She seemed to have had a dream where she was in agony, but Pei Ge was by her side, holding Song Yuqiao's hand, saying: "Chu Chu, I'm here, don't be afraid."

  Song Yuqiao really wanted to speak up and told Pei Su, "I'm not afraid."

  However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he was choking with a sharp pain in his throat, and no matter what, he couldn't say a complete sentence.

  Just then, Zhang Mengxue walked over from behind.

  Zhang Mengxue stood behind Pei Si Cheng, bowed her head and leaned in close to Pei Si Cheng's ear, saying something that Song Yu Qiao couldn't quite hear.

  Then, Pei Si Cheng wanted to get up, Song Yu Qiao was frightened and suddenly grabbed Pei Si Cheng's hand with both hands, her eyes were filled with fear, shaking her head desperately, not wanting Pei Si Cheng to leave.

  But Pei Si finally managed to wrest her hand free.

  "Come on! Come on!"

  Right after that, a baby's cry pulled Song Yuqiao out of her nightmare.

  A wrinkled and messy baby was held in front of Song Yuqiao, wrapped in soft cotton cloth, with a sticky body that looked very ugly, crying loudly with an open mouth.

  This was what Song Yuqiao saw when he came back to his senses after waking up from a terrible nightmare.

  However, with a second glance, she saw Peis Chen walking towards her in the blurry vision filled with tears.

  "No! Don't give him to her! No! This is my child!"

  Song Yuqiao seemed to have gone mad, wanting to snatch the child from the nurse's arms, because her strength was not great, and the fragile child's face almost turned from red to purple in an instant.

  "No! I won't give Little Fire to you! I'd rather he die with me!"

  At this moment, Song Yuqiao really seemed to have gone mad. Several doctors held her down and gave her a sedative before snatching the baby who was almost suffocated from her hands.

  Before Song Yu Qiao's body went completely limp and she lost her last bit of consciousness, she saw a nurse in white medical attire hand her little fire to Pei Si Cheng, while behind him stood Zhang Meng Xue.

  Zhang Mengxue was smiling gloomily at her.

  Song Yu Qiao's eyes fell shut as she whispered: "No, you're not my Pei Gege..."

  If this is a dream, then let this dream sleep without waking up, and time stays at the rainy day when you and I first met...

  Behind is the rain dripping, on the ground reflected double-decker bus slowly driving silhouette, a black umbrella shading over head, yet seems to be able to cover the sky and block out the sun.

  You leaned over and planted a kiss on my lips.

  My eyes feel a little sour, I don't know if it's rain or tears.

  ………………

  A pitch-black night, an empty room, and Song Yuqiao was alone.

  There was also a familiar black private car downstairs.

  The entire memory seemed to have exhausted all of my mental strength, and my whole body felt weak and tired.

  Song Yuqiao buried her tear-stained face in the pillow, hiding her sobs.

  Now, 24-year-old Song Yuqiao looks at 18-year-old Xia Chuchu, too silly and too innocent, with a heart that wants to tie the person she loves most to her side, giving her a sense of security. Using all her strength to love, she also wants to reap an equal amount of love in return for her efforts, but ultimately it is not meant to be.

  Up to now, Song Yuqiao still didn't know whether it was because of Xia Chuchu's insecurity or Pei Si Cheng's inherent inferiority as a man that ultimately broke up this relationship and then went their separate ways, separated by five years.

  It was unknown what time it was when Song Yuqiao got up to wash her face in the bathroom, and she couldn't help but walk out onto the balcony and look down at the floor below.

  The car remained stationary, with a person standing in front of it. The tall figure cast a long shadow on the ground, illuminated by the streetlights in front of the building. The interplay of light and shadow danced across his body, creating an indistinct outline surrounded by hazy halos.

  Song Yuqiao raised his head, gazing at the dense forest in the distance, then bowed his head, placing his chin on the back of his hand, and took a deep breath.

  Downstairs in front of the car, Pei Si held a cigarette between his fingers, but it seemed to be a solid sculpture, motionless. It wasn't until the ash burned to the butt and burned his fingertips that he suddenly realized, flicking off a long strip of ash. The ash fluttered and scattered, and the butt was thrown into the entrance of a trash can three meters away.

  The shadows danced and swayed, making a rustling sound, as if mocking that absurd past.

  Maybe nobody is wrong.

  It's wrong, it's just the will of heaven playing tricks on people.

  ………………

  In fact, some things that happened after childbirth were not in Song Yuqiao's memory, but after Song Yuqiao's mother, Xi Meiyu, arrived.

  Song Yuqiao had been unconscious for two days, waking up intermittently, but always saying some nonsense, on the one hand shouting not to take away Xiao Huo, and on the other hand loudly crying out "Pei Gege", her mental state was very poor.

  However, Xi Mei Yu also understood a bit, it seemed that her daughter didn't want this Pei brother, and took her son Xiao Huo to give to someone else.

  Xī Měi Yù never thought that in the more than a year she was absent from her daughter's life, so many things would happen. Sòng Yú Qiáo had never caused Xī Měi Yù any worry from childhood to adulthood. If she were to put Sòng Shū Yǐng and Sòng Yú Qiáo side by side, she would still be more worried about Sòng Shū Yǐng who was a bit of a rebel since childhood.

  However, who would have thought that this usually well-behaved little girl would quietly become pregnant with a strange man's child without discussing it with her family, and not even planning to marry him and get a certificate.

  Ximei was truly seeing for the first time, the kind of rebelliousness hidden deep within this little girl's bones.

  Perhaps, the more a girl appears obedient on the surface, the stronger her inner stubbornness is. It's just that she hasn't met the right person to unlock it yet.

  Xī Měi Yù also understood that in the car, at that time, was her own daughter and another Chinese woman, 27 years old, who died on the spot. Because of her blockage, it slowed down Sòng Yú Qiáo's impact force, avoiding serious injury, and also avoided harming the fetus in her abdomen.

  But Song Yuqiao, with her current mental state, is basically unable to do anything at all.

  Xī Měi Yù sighed inwardly. She knew an excellent neurologist and psychiatrist at the research institute, so she wanted to take her daughter there for treatment.

  As for Pei Sheng...

  This handsome man had come twice, but was blocked by Xi Mei Yu at the door of the ward both times.

  The first time they met, he was holding a baby in his arms, still wrapped in swaddling clothes. Xi Mei Yu knew that this was Xiao Huo, the little fire her daughter had given birth to.

  Pae Su, also known as Si Mi Yoo's youngest daughter, whose name was constantly being called out from her mouth when she was not in a clear state of mind.

  She put on her usual air and said to Pei Si: "The hospital is not a place to discuss things, let's find a place to talk."

  Xi Mei Yu made an appointment with Pei Si at a Western restaurant, the location of which was not near the hospital but three streets away, a small restaurant.

  Pais's slender figure was elegant, with a white shirt under a dark suit, and a black overcoat on the outside. The collar was slightly open, and his whole body exuded an air of cold nobility, as if he were standing aloof from the world. Even the expression on his face seemed to be carved out of ice and snow.

  Abroad, it wasn't particularly eye-catching for a man to hold a child, but with Pei Sicheng's handsome appearance and Eastern features, many people's eyes were naturally drawn over. Some bold foreign girls even walked over to chat him up, but Pei Sicheng just smiled faintly and walked towards the dinner table where Xi Mei Yu was sitting.

  Pei Sicheng sat down at Shi Mei Yu's table and called out "Auntie" very politely.

  Xī Měi Yù took a glance at the baby in Pei Si Cheng's arms, and it was actually very similar to Song Yu Qiao when she was just born, both were very small and adorable.

  "This time, Pei Si said: 'Chu Chu was on the bus, and an accident happened. I'm very sorry, it's my mistake for not anticipating this beforehand... something that could have been avoided... now, as a result, one person is dead and another injured..."

  Now that Xi Mei Yu knows, it was Zhang Meng Xue who was in the same car and had mistakenly taken her place, which is why she managed to keep her life. Pei Si Cheng would understand even more clearly; he's the only person Zhang Meng Xue knew on this side. However, there's something strange - when he went to the hospital to collect Zhang Meng Xue's belongings, someone had already signed for them.

  Pei Su Cheng took a glance at the signed document, it was Qi Xuan.

  The next day, at Zhang Mengxue's cremation and when it was time to collect the ashes, Pei Si Cheng again deliberately delayed for a step. By the time he went to ask about it, the ashes had already been collected by someone else.

  Pei Si Cheng knew this person was still Qi Xuan, so he didn't say much and silently suppressed it in his heart.

  "Xīměi yù directly said: 'The child can be left to you, but my daughter must be taken away. She has been traumatized and needs treatment.'"

  Pei Si Cheng held a baby in his arms and placed one hand on the table, "I can also take Chuchu to get treatment."

  Xī Měi Yù's expression turned stern as she said, "I'm not joking. With a child to take care of, can you still manage a crazy and foolish woman like me?"

  Her first impression of Pei Sheng was actually not bad, whether it was his appearance or his demeanor, both were top-notch, but if this man hadn't harmed his own daughter to the point she's at today.

  It may not be "harm", but as a mother, it's always towards her own daughter, and for outsiders, it's another attitude.

  Because Xi Mei Yu is after all Xia Chuchu's mother, Pei Si Cheng saw Xi Mei Yu as a senior and did not argue strongly, finally compromising.

  Although he compromised in his words, privately, he had already found someone to go to Song Yuqiao's ward and wanted to transfer Song Yuqiao.

  However, Shim Eun-kyu was one step ahead of Bae Suzy.

  After saying goodbye to Pei Si in the Western restaurant, Xi Mei Yu directly took a flight back to Vancouver. Her daughter had already been arranged to be taken care of by Jessica and was brought back to a small town in Vancouver for recuperation. Not long after, Xi Mei Yu arranged for Song Yu to return home. During this time, she only contacted Song's elderly mother over the phone.

  So Pei set out alone, starting in Los Angeles and then expanding his search, finally returning to Vancouver, Canada where they first met, searching for three years.

  After all, Peisong Chen is just a Chinese in a foreign country. Although there are Chinese and local enthusiastic people helping to find him, it's still difficult.

  While searching, Pei Shuai suddenly realized that he really knew nothing about this person except for Xia Chuchu's name and birthday. What he could take out was only some photos stored in his mobile phone, as well as an ID photo stolen from Song Yuqiao's diary.

  Song Yuqiao once commented on this ID photo, saying it was extremely ugly.

  However, during that time, Pei Si held the ID photo every day, rubbing the edges with his fingers, almost grinding them smooth.

  Finally, three years later, Pei Si Cheng returned home and built a bar called "Beloved" in City C.

  Then, with the help of his elder brother Bai Wei, he started to create his own company, uniting with a transnational corporation in Los Angeles, and finally created Peishi.

  Because Pei Shichen has always thought that since he can't find you, let him stand at a high point, make him a public figure, and then unintentionally break into your line of sight.

  No matter if you are Xia Chuxu or Song Yuqiao, you are all my loved ones.

  Do you still remember how excited you were, your eyebrows and eyes almost flying off, saying that after Little Fire was born, you wanted to take him to the underwater world, to the wildlife park, to see sea turtles and penguins, to see beautiful white swans, and then travel around the world with Little Fire. When we got to Las Vegas, go get married.

  In fact, at that time, I wanted to say that a swan has only one partner in its lifetime. When one dies, the other will be lonely for the rest of its life, accompanying each other until death.

  Fortunately, it wasn't a lifetime, and after just five years, he saw that person again who made his heart ache with longing.

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao was sleepless for the whole night, and it wasn't until near dawn that she finally fell asleep with great difficulty. However, her sleep was not stable, and some scenes flashed through her mind quickly.

  Bae Hwan-young slept relatively early, so he also woke up relatively early the next morning.

  The little guy has developed a habit of not being late since he was young, except when he needs to get up and go to school.

  Bae Ho-yong jumped down from the bed, ran to wash his face and brush his teeth, then squatted in the toilet. He came out of the room quietly, thinking that Qiaoqiao had already prepared breakfast, but...

  He quietly turned the door handle and saw that in Qiao's room, it was a bit dark, the curtains had not been opened yet, and with the natural light, he could see the silhouette outlined on the bed.

  Bai Haoyu's big eyes blinked, and he simply threw away the children's slippers, then tiptoed to the bedside, took a look at Qiaoqiao, who was indeed sleeping with her eyes closed. The little guy didn't even dare to breathe loudly, fearing that he would wake up Qiaoqiao, before walking out again and closing the door.

  Don't disturb Qiao sleeping, in this regard, Pei Xiao Huo is a very obedient little friend.

  But I'm a bit hungry, what to do?

  Tighten your belt.

  "Knock knock knock" three light knocks on the door.

  Bai Haoyu's ears moved, and he hastily shook his head to look around, making sure it wasn't the sound of a mouse digging a hole but rather a knock on the door. He then ran to the entrance, moved a chair over, stood on it, and looked out through the peephole.

  Outside the door was Dad, distorted through the peephole.

  Bai Hangyu opened the door, his two eyebrows raised in an eight-character shape, looking up at his old man: "Qiaoqiao doesn't want you anymore, what are you doing here? From now on, Qiaoqiao is going to live with me."

  Pei Su always pretended that his son didn't exist, and walked in with a bag of take-out breakfast in his hand, asking naturally: "Is Qiaoqiao still sleeping?"

  Bai Hangyu saw something to eat and was about to revolt, directly pouncing on the takeout bag placed by his father on the table, pointing to the bedroom door with one hand, "Yes."

  Pei Si walked to the door, gently opened the door in front of him, and saw Song Yuqiao curled up under the quilt on the bed. The air conditioner's temperature was a bit low, and the whole room seemed to be immersed in an ice cellar.

  He furrowed his brow, walked in and found the air conditioner remote control on the bedside table, lowered his head to see Song Yuqiao's head buried in the soft pillow, with black hair scattered on the pillow, a strand of black hair tangled around her lips.

  Pei Su Cheng lifted his hand, and with a very gentle movement, he removed the hair from her mouth. However, unintentionally, his fingers brushed against Song Yu Qiao's face, and the slightly cool fingertips touched her skin, causing a slight burn.

  Have you got a fever?

  Bai Si Shun instinctively placed the palm of his hand on Song Yu Qiao's forehead, scorching hot to the touch. He lifted his hand and directly used the air conditioner remote control to turn it off. Then he leaned down, using the back of his hand to stick to Bai Si Shun's forehead, before leaning in again, using his lips to test the temperature on her forehead, his eyebrows already deeply furrowed.

  "Qiao, Qiao, wake up, you have a fever, let's go to the hospital."

  Song Yuqiao was awakened from his deep sleep, feeling as if his head had been run over, with two temples spinning around his brain in a circle, all of which were painful like needle pricks, and his vision was slightly blurred.

  "Brother Pei?"

  This is what Song Yuqiao said after seeing Pei Shichen at this moment, the first sentence that came out of her mouth without any consciousness.

  Pei Si's heart skipped a beat, and he looked up with a smile.

  However, Song Yuqiao was not confused, but just for a moment after waking up, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality. In the instant when he came back to his senses, the bottom of his eyes had completely recovered calmness, only that his face had become abnormally rosy due to high fever, with a sickly red on both cheeks.

  Song Yuqiao leaned to the side, pulled his hand out of Pei Sheng's palm, propped his elbow on the bedside, sat up, leaned against the headboard, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Pei Sheng.

  Paisong's hand froze in mid-air for a moment, but he still smiled: "You have a fever, you need to go to the hospital."

  Song Yuqiao walked past Pei Si Cheng, to the bedside and put on slippers, then walked to the cabinet, opened the drawer, took out a thermometer from the medicine box, put it in his mouth, turned around and walked back to the bedside, leaning against the headboard with his eyes closed.

  "Want some hot water?"

  Song Yuqiao closed her eyes, didn't make a sound, and turned her face away.

  Pei Cheng's words and actions now seem like a monologue, without getting any response from Song Yuqiao.

  But even so, he was delighted.

  Bae Ho-young, who was outside the door, had already eaten a plate of jade shrimp dumplings and ran over with a cup of soy milk in his hand, sucking hard on the straw.

  "Is Qiaoqiao sick?"

  The little guy saw the thermometer in Song Yuqiao's mouth at first glance. When he had a fever before, his grandmother also took his temperature like this.

  Pae Se-hui made a "shh" gesture, signaling Pae Ho-yub to stop talking so much.

  Bai Haoyu scrunched up his nose, shrugged, ran over and jumped onto the bed, lying down beside Song Yuqiao.

  Song Yuqiao took out the thermometer when he thought it was about time, and the temperature on the thermometer was thirty-seven degrees, which wasn't a high fever, but only a low-grade fever, not even needing to take antipyretics.

  Pei Su naturally also saw the temperature on Song Yuqiao's thermometer, his eyebrows were already twisted into a knot. He was clear that Song Yuqiao's normal body temperature was relatively low, usually only thirty-five degrees, so thirty-seven degrees, although not considered high fever, was already very uncomfortable. "Go to the hospital."

  He said, and was about to bend down to help Song Yuqiao put on her shoes. Pei Cheng held onto Song Yuqiao's ankle, making it impossible for her to struggle free. Song Yuqiao had no choice but to explain: "I'm clear about my own body, I just need to drink some more water and cover myself with a blanket after turning off the air conditioner to sweat it out, I've done this several times before."

  Pei Su's wrist relaxed a bit, and he lifted his head to look at the black light flickering in Song Yuqiao's eyes. His thin lips pursed, and he put down Song Yuqiao's small leg on the ground, turning around to go get her some hot water.

  Song Yuqiao wrapped himself in a quilt, Pei Hangyu thought it was fun and also crawled into Song Yuqiao's quilt. However, he didn't last two minutes before crawling out of the quilt with his tongue out, shouting that it was hot like a little Pekingese dog.

  Song Yuqiao's air conditioner in the room was also turned off, and Pei Shichen opened the window to change the air circulating in the room.

  Song Yuqiao drank two large cups of boiling hot water, then crawled under the quilt and fell into a drowsy sleep. Pei Si Cheng stood guard beside her bed, every ten or so minutes fetching a cool towel from the bathroom to place on Song Yuqiao's forehead. Whenever Song Yuqiao felt too hot and wanted to kick off the quilt, Pei Si Cheng would help her tuck it back in, putting her exposed arm back under the covers.

  Bai Hangyu didn't idle around either, he also took a small towel and learned from his dad's example, wetting the towel without wringing it out, wanting to put the dripping towel on Qiaoqiao's forehead. However, he was stopped by his dad, who let out a hum and placed his own small towel on his own forehead. Since he wasn't lying down, the towel fell to the ground with a "plop".

  He simply ran out to the living room to watch cartoons, but whenever there was an advertisement, he would run into the bedroom and help Peis go to the bathroom in front of the washbasin with a wet towel.

  Song Yuqiao slept drowsily for the whole morning, and when it was almost twelve o'clock, Pei Si Cheng touched her forehead with the back of his hand and found that she was no longer hot.

  Pei Si Cheng finally felt at ease, let out a long sigh and walked out of the room.

  Bae Ho-yul covered his own belly, "Dad, I'm hungry again."

  Pei Si nodded and looked down at the little guy, rubbing his small head, "I'll go cook noodles."

  "Father, you can still cook noodles? Are they edible?"

  Pei Si Cheng: “......”

  Actually, Pei's cooking skills are not bad. He learned how to make egg noodles from Song Yuqiao before, which is relatively simple. Since Song Yuqiao is currently sick with a fever and needs to eat something light, he used less salt and oil. Finally, the bowl of noodles was served, with white noodles topped with a few green leaves and some tomato slices.

  Bai Haoyu looked at the bowl of noodles in front of him, stared for a long time, picked up his chopsticks and put them down again, then asked Dad to confirm once more, "Can this really be eaten?"

  Pei Si Cheng has already taken a bowl of noodles to the bedroom, leaving behind a sentence: "If you don't eat what you love, you'll be starving for three days and then you'll eat anything."

  Bae Ho-young: “......”

  It's really far from Qiaoqiao, I'm definitely not Dad's biological child.

  The little guy took a bite of noodles, his eyes widened in shock, and then he pinched his own throat and ran to the bathroom.

  Actually, Pei Si Cheng thinks that now Song Yu Qiao is especially obedient when she's drunk or sick. At those times, she'll be as gentle as a little cat and won't resist you; whatever you tell her to do, she'll do it in a daze.

  But now, Pei Chi wants neither of these two situations to happen to Song Yuqiao.

  She basically stayed in bed for the whole night, until it was almost evening when Song Yuqiao's fever finally went away, and she also felt invigorated. After sleeping for almost a whole day, her muscles were all relaxed.

  Pei Si Cheng wanted to reach out and touch Song Yu Qiao's forehead to check her temperature, but she dodged away by turning her head.

  With this seemingly unintentional action, Pei Si's mouth hooked up, "Knows to hide from me, that's good enough."

  Song Yuqiao looked out of the window at the approaching darkness and said casually: "I'm not hiding from you, why should I hide from you."

  Pei Su sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out to pull Song Yuqiao, but she had anticipated it and placed both her wrists under the quilt. She shook her head and said: "Qiao Qiao, I know you've remembered everything, right? You're blaming me now for not telling you the truth?"

  Song Yuqiao didn't answer immediately, the words that slipped out rolled around on the tip of his tongue twice before he turned his head to look at Pei Shichen, his eyes calm as water.

  "I don't blame you, now that I recall some things from back then, I just feel like, was Xia Chuchu possessed by a ghost or something? To be so silly and naive, to unconditionally believe in someone, to be willing to have children for someone without expecting anything in return, and even consider that person's friends as her own."

  Pei Si Cheng raised his head, their gazes met, and this time, neither of them looked away first.

  Song Yuqiao continued, "Although Xia Chuxu dislikes Zhang Mengxue very much, she has never said anything about it to you. Why? Because you consider Zhang Mengxue a friend. Xia Chuxu likes you so much that she can't bear to be apart from you for even a moment. When you go on business trips, she lies awake in bed, unable to sleep, but because of the child in her belly, she can't take sleeping pills. Have you ever heard her say any of this? No, she only says what you want to hear and does what you like her to do. It's just that...she's too immature, too young."

  Pei Si moved his lips slightly, just about to speak, when Song Yuqiao had already gotten out of bed. He grabbed Song Yuqiao's wrist from behind, "Where are you going?"

  Song Yuqiao's body was still a bit weak, and he was pulled by Pei Si Cheng, leaning back on his leg in an instant. He struggled twice and stood up again, "I want to go out."

  She walked over to the closet and picked out a garment, glanced at Peisong, then turned around and headed into the bathroom.

  Paisong has already stood up and walked to the bathroom door before taking a step forward, "I'll go outside."

  Song Yuqiao's footsteps paused, and she heard the bedroom door close behind her. Pei Si Cheng's footsteps echoed in the living room, and she closed her eyes deeply, deciding to change clothes by the bed instead.

  Pei Si Cheng had to accompany Song Yu Qiao out, but Pei Hao Yu was a problem.

  He promptly gave Mrs. Pei a phone call.

  Mrs. Pei was particularly excited when she received a call from her youngest son, and after he explained his intentions, she readily agreed. As soon as she hung up the phone, she picked up her pearl purse, twisted her waist to head out the door, and even brought a wide-brimmed sun hat. She stood in front of the mirror for three minutes, with no intention of leaving.

  Pei Linfeng pressed down on the old flower-shaped glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked up from a newspaper, asking: "Not enough photos yet?"

  Mrs. Pei finally found a sense of existence and raised her chin, "My son called me to pick up my grandson."

  Pei Linfeng nodded again, "Mm, go."

  Mrs. Pei circled around Pei Linfeng again and said, "I'm going."

  Pei Linfeng's gaze remained on the newspaper and he repeated, "Mm, go."

  Mrs. Pei: "Then I'll go."

  Pei Linfeng: "......"

  Mrs. Pei: "Then I really went."

  "Why don't you just not go! It's the middle of the night, what are you doing wearing a sun hat?" Pei Linfeng was really annoyed by the question, and when he looked up, he happened to see that the one who had come out of the door was dressed like a plastic butterfly, none other than Old Lady Pei.

  "You won't let me go, so I won't go? No way! I'm willing to wear a hat, what's it to you? It's not like it's a green hat, mind your own business..."

  Pei Linfeng: "......"

  Mrs. Pei stood at the door, tied the two straps under her sun hat together, and twisted the bucket around her waist before going downstairs.

  ………………

  Jinshui Apartment

  The bedroom door opened and Song Yuqiao walked out.

  Pei Si's eyes lit up, Song Yuqiao was wearing a skirt, with black stockings underneath and a slightly hollowed-out knit top, looking very elegant. Her hair fell to her shoulders, but at the temples by her ears, she had pinned up a diamond-studded hair clip, which enhanced the three-dimensionality of her facial features.

  " I've already called Xiaohu's grandma, I'll go with you."

  Bae Ho-young is intently watching the unlucky bear and asks: "Qiao Qiao, are you going out?"

  Song Yuqiao walked past Pei Cheng's side, squatted down and hugged Pei Haoyu, tidied up Pei Haoyu's collar and said: "Auntie is going out for a while, Grandma will be here soon, little fire listen to Grandma obediently."

  Bae Ho-young nodded: "Good."

  The two of them stayed in the room for a while longer, waiting for Mrs. Pei to come over.

  Bai Haoyu said he was hungry, so Song Yuqiao went to the kitchen and simply made a bowl of black sesame paste, fried two pumpkin cakes, mixed fruit salad, and brought it over to Bai Haoyu. Just then, Old Lady Bai arrived.

  Pei Si Cheng opened the door and saw his old mom in this getup...

  Mrs. Pei raised her head, "Son, I thought I had found the wrong door, but it's really here." She walked in, took off the sun hat on her head and waved at her daughter-in-law, "You two go out for a while, just the two of you, I'll come to be with my grandson, just the two of us."

  Song Yuqiao was just about to greet Mrs. Pei with a "Auntie", when Pei Haoyu suddenly burst out laughing on the sofa, then laughed so hard that he almost fell off the sofa.

  Mrs. Pei took a glance at the TV screen and exclaimed with delight: "Down-on-his-luck Bear!"

  Bai Haoyu nodded like a garlic press, laughing so hard he couldn't catch his breath, and still remembered to answer Grandma's question: "Yes, yes."

  So, two people of different ages sat on the sofa and started watching the unlucky bear together.

  Downstairs, by the time Song Yuqiao came down, Pei Si Cheng had already taken the car and was waiting downstairs.

  Song Yuqiao didn't originally intend to let Pei Sheng come along, but Pei Sheng directly came over and grabbed her hand. Outside, she didn't want to go against Pei Sheng's wishes, so she obediently got into the car.

  Song Yuqiao fastened his seatbelt, and Pei Shichen asked: "Where are we going?"

  "Dongqu Cemetery."

  Pei Si's hand on the steering wheel hesitated for a moment, his eyes falling from the rearview mirror to Song Yuqiao's face, but he still said nothing and stepped on the accelerator.