stood that what Leng Yeshen was doing was a life-or-death gamble. 。Both the Eighth and Tenth Masters were not good people. They were accustomed to things like holding guns and killing. 。Maybe one day,..."So, Daddy's little treasure will listen to Mommy at home" Leng Yechen smiled softly and gently tapped Xiaoxing'er's little nose.

Xiaoxing'er softly nodded her head.

Late at night, Leng Ye held his daughter and went to the roof. Worried about the strong wind and her catching a cold, he practically acted like a "kangaroo mom," wrapping Xiao Xing'er tightly in his jacket.

Little Xing'er only showed a cute little head in his broad embrace.

"One star, two stars, three stars, four stars, five stars.... One hundred and one stars, one hundred and two stars..." The milky voice, while counting the stars, grew smaller and smaller.

Until it finally grew quiet.

Late at night, Leng Ye could faintly hear the soft snores coming from the warmth in his arms.

He looked down, and his daughter was asleep in his arms like that.

Just then, footsteps sounded from behind me.

The deeper night descended, the clearer the chirping of birds and insects from the mountain behind the private residence became.

In the cold night, Leng Ye looked back and saw Tong Yimo wearing a coat over a white long sleep robe. She walked over gently.

Tong Yimo had long, waist-length hair that cascaded down her back. When the evening breeze blew, the ends of her hair swayed like willow branches, very beautiful.

"Brother, Xing'er she..."

"Shh!" Leng Yechen silenced her with a shushing gesture and replied in a low voice, "The little one is already asleep."

After Tong Yimo walked over, she sat down beside Leng Yeshen in the cold night. She then leaned over and looked at Xiaoxing'er in Leng Yeshen's arms, a look of relief on her face: "I knew this little girl must have run out to find you."

"She was sleeping soundly." Leng Yechen lifted his hand and smoothed the bangs from Xiaoxing'er's forehead.

Tong Yimo held onto Leng Yeshen's arm, resting her head on his shoulder: "Big brother, promise me, you must take good care of yourself outside, and come back safely."

She knew that in order to protect Xing'er, Leng Yechen had actually offended quite a few people.

"Don't worry, those people outside don't know about Xing'er yet." Leng Yechen tilted his head, pressing his cheek against Tong Yimo's forehead.

The two of them nestled together, sitting on the roof, gazing at the twinkling stars against the inky blue night sky.

Nineteen years later...

The sky is as blue as washing.

A passenger plane flying from Beicheng to Linhai City is entering cruising altitude.

Song Yunxi was the second officer on this passenger plane. During cruising, she left the cockpit and went to the restroom.

When she returned, she overheard two flight attendants discussing in the galley:

"That man in first class is so handsome! I wonder who he is."

He must be a rich man.

"I'm going to take him some coffee and then strike up a conversation." The flight attendant finished her sentence, holding the coffee, and immediately left.

Just as the air stewardess lifted the curtain, Song Yunxi inadvertently caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

She was a little unsure, so she went over alone to confirm.

Through the slits of the curtain, one could just see the stewardess from before placing a cup of coffee next to a man in a suit.

"Sir, would you like some coffee" The flight attendant's voice was sweet with a hint of softness.

The man stared intently at the tablet in his hand, as if looking over some document. He didn't look up and replied faintly, "Thanks, I don't need it."

Song Yunxi stared at the man for a long time.

The man had a three-dimensional face with sharp facial features. He wore a high-end haze blue suit, exuding an air of nobility.

Song Yunxi never expected that five years later, she would run into Leng Yanchen again on her flight.

Five years ago, she went to the army base to find him. After they made their intentions clear, she never contacted him again.

Cold Yanchen was the same.

She, Song Yunxi, has her own Song Yunxi's pride. A man who is not interested in her, she naturally won't go and fawn over him.

However, she remembered the scene when she first met this man. They had met at a restaurant for a blind date. At that time, he was in uniform, looking masculine and handsome.

If, at first glance, she had not rejected him...

It's fine, there's no such thing as a regret medicine in this world.

Song Yunxi retracted her gaze, and did not take the initiative to greet Leng Yanchen. Instead, she turned and went to the cockpit.

After the plane arrived in Linhai City.

Leng Yanchen went to the Cold Family's private cemetery. When he brought sunflowers there, he met Ming Sihan in front of Xing'er's tombstone after a long time.

Ming Sihan saw Leng Yanchen walking alone, still holding a bouquet of stargazer lilies, and greeted him: "Yanchen gege, long time no see."

"Long time no see." Leng Yanchen walked over and placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone.

Ming Sihan smiled faintly and asked, “I don’t understand, Xing’er clearly didn't die, why would Yan Chen appear here”

He's only here to reminisce!

On the other hand, Leng Yanchen's presence here was beyond his comprehension.

"Star... didn't die" Leng Yanchen looked at Ming Sihan in astonishment, feeling that his words were a bit hard to believe.

Ming Sihan tilted his head slightly, meeting Leng Yanchen's gaze with a look of disbelief: "Yanchen ge, you don't know about this" however, drove Lian Huasheng out of the doctor's office. 。Lian Huasheng felt really out of place standing in the gynecologist's office. With so many women staring at him with strange looks, he felt a...