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Chapter 11, the ripples of the past

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"Zimo, do you think Xiao Xue is dressed beautifully? " When mother Xin saw that Xin Zimo was about to go upstairs, she called out to him.

"Yes. " Xin zimo answered hesitantly.

"brother Zimo, you're back. " It was only then that Chi Xue noticed Xin Zimo. She was a little embarrassed, and a faint blush appeared on her face.

"Yes, I just came back. " Xin zimo continued to walk upstairs. This time, Mother Xin did not stop him. She just looked at his tired appearance and did not know what he had gone to do.

Mother Xin accompanied Chi Xue to try on a few more clothes. "Little Xue, don't feel constrained to stay in our house in the future. Just treat this place as your own home. "

"Auntie... " Chi Xue was very touched. Her eyes reddened. "thank you, Auntie. I didn't expect that after returning to the country, you would still treat me so well... "

"silly child, I've liked you since you were young. This time when I returned to the country, you really make my heart ache. " Mother Xin sighed. This child's life was not better than Xin Zimo's.

"Auntie, in the end, I can't always stay in your house. After some time, I'll find a job and I'll move away. " Chi Xue lowered her head.

"silly child, why are you being so formal? " Mother Xin held her hand with a heartache. "You can stay here as long as you want. No one will force you. Look, Auntie's car is also given to you. Don't treat Auntie as an outsider. "

Without waiting for Chi Xue to speak, mother Xin glanced upstairs and said to Chi Xue in a low voice, "if you stay here, you can also cultivate a good relationship with Zimo. Do you still remember what I said to you tonight? "

"I remember... " Chi Xue said in a low voice, a little embarrassed.

"It's good that you remember. " Mother Xin nodded in relief. She had watched Chi Xue grow up. She had always been very satisfied with Chi Xue. "You see, Zimo is already 28 this year. I wonder what he thinks about all day. "

"brother Zimo's company must be very busy. Auntie, you have to be more understanding. Brother Zimo must be doing this because he wants you to enjoy life. " Chi Xue said with a smile.

"You've always been a sweet talker since you were young. " Mother Xin was elated by Chi Xue's words and liked her even more. "Zimo this child really doesn't know what we old people want. I'm looking forward to having a child in this house to make it lively. "

"child... " Mother Xin's words reminded Chi Xue. Wasn't that woman carrying brother Zimo's child in her stomach.

Mother Xin also thought of something she didn't want to think about. "Little Xue, don't worry. I'll get rid of that child. As for Zimo, he was also careless for a moment. Don't blame him. "

Chi Xue hurriedly shook her head. "Auntie, that's not what I meant. Brother Zimo is also a man. This... is very normal. "

"It's good that you can understand... " Mother Xin felt sorry for Chi Xue. Such a bad thing had happened in the house. "It's not early. You should rest early. I'll go up and have a chat with Zimo. "

"Ah, you should rest early too. I'll send you a cup of honey milk later. I heard that the milk calms the mind and calms the heart with honey. I heard from mother Xu that you haven't been sleeping well recently, " Chi Xue said with concern.

"You child, you're really thoughtful. " Mother Xin was happy from the bottom of her heart.

When mother Xin knocked on Xin Zimo's door, he was smoking on the balcony. Outside the window was lightning and thunder. Under the flashes of lightning, it was a sleepless city. The lights were red and the wine was green. Cars were coming and going.

"Zimo, you didn't smoke in the past. " Recently, she often picked up some cigarette butts on the balcony. Every time, she didn't make a sound.

"That was the Xin Zimo of the past, " he said coldly. His eyes kept looking at the heavy rain falling from the sky outside the window.

The rain hit the window, slowly obscuring Xin zimo's line of sight.

"I can't control you anymore. You haven't listened to me for a long time. " Mother Xin sighed. Her tone was somewhat helpless and cold.

"there are many things that I have my own opinions on. " Xin zimo frowned. He recalled the matter of his mother looking for Du Anran privately during the day, which attracted many reporters. He didn't know how the news of Du Anran's pregnancy was leaked. He had never shown that message to a second person.

"claim? Your claim is to protect those who shouldn't be protected! " Xin zimo's mother said vehemently.

"Are you referring to Du Anran? " Xin Zimo asked straightforwardly, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

"I thought you were pretending to be confused, " Xin Zimo's mother said, her tone filled with mockery. "Is this woman someone you can protect? You probably forgot. Oh, that's right. You were only eight years old at that time, how much can you remember? "

"Mom, I didn't forget, and I don't dare to forget. " Xin Zimo's face was clearly a little unhappy. "I remember everything. "

"It's good that you remember. " Mother Xin sighed again. "Come with me to the cemetery tomorrow... "

"Mom, what happened in the past is already in the past. Moreover, the peace of the world no longer exists... " Xin Zimo's emotions were also fluctuating.

"Shut up! " Mother Xin was very excited. "there are many things that can't be forgotten just because you want to! "

Xin Zimo did not speak again. He just looked at the dense rain that hit the window in silence, cutting the world in front of him into pieces. The lights in the distance gradually faded, and the Faint Yellow Halo could be seen floating in the sky above the city.

"How are you going to deal with Du Anran's child? " Mother Xin continued, "also, why are you going to dismiss the lawsuit? "

"You were the one who read the text message? " Xin Zimo thought for a long time. His phone was always with him. who was the one who read the text message.

"It's me. " Mother Xin did not deny it. "I asked you to be with her in the past. You promised me some things. You won't forget, right? "

"I didn't forget. " Xin Zimo put out his cigarette. His eyes were only staring out of the window. "You're thinking too much. I didn't love Du Anran. There are many things that I still need time to change. "

"Well, if that's the case, you must deal with all the matters related to the world peace, including Du Anran, " said Mother Xin. "I don't want to see a situation that is sloppy. "

"okay. " Xin Zimo replied in a deep voice and looked out of the window alone at the blurry scenery.

Would the rain still fall tomorrow, and would there be a rainbow in the sky after the sky cleared up... ...

Mother Xin left Xin Zimo's room. Before she left, she turned back to take a look. Beside the Dark Blue Curtains, Xin Zimo, who was wearing a white shirt, stood in front of the French window. His expression could not be seen. Mother Xin seemed to have heard a faint sigh.

Early the next morning, Du Anran started to pack up her things in the room. When the morning came, she opened the window. The fresh scent of the midsummer morning greeted her. After the heavy rain last night, the sun today was exceptionally bright.

Du Anran's mood immediately improved. In fact, she had not enjoyed such a life for a long time.

"Mom, I'll send you to the airport first. I'll pick you up after I get my plane ticket, " Du Anran said as she tidied up.

"Anran, I really can't bear to leave here. " Bai Ruyun's eyes were already moist. She stared at the grass and trees here, reluctant to part with them.

Du Anran's heart also began to ache. City a was the place where she grew up, so how could she bear to leave it. However, if she didn't leave, could she handle everything in the country She admitted that she was incompetent. She had lost the huge company that her father had left behind. Now, she had to make her mother suffer the pain of leaving her hometown.

If she had not met Xin Zimo at the beginning of all this, would there have been a different ending... ...

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