Love Late - C307
In the quiet afternoon, two tall men were standing in front of a tombstone. One of them was holding a child.
Feng Xiao didn’t know what to say. He wanted his child’s father to not miss out on this important moment, and he also wanted his child to see his real father. However, there were some things that he preferred to take to heart.
Moreover, he was unable to say it out loud. Compared to this child, he actually wanted Bai Yao more. These past few days, he had felt that he was missing something, and this kind of emptiness would only lessen when facing this baby that didn’t know what was happening.
After the silence, the two men left in tacit agreement. Even though Shang Mo Chen was curious about the child in Feng Xiao’s embrace, he felt the estrangement between the two of them and chose to remain silent.
Even such a good brother of his from the past would act like a stranger today.
In the end, Feng Xiao broke the silence. At this moment, he had already distanced himself from Zenhang’s tombstone. “Bai Yao, are you still alive?”
Shang Mo Chen was surprised at first, then a taunting look flashed in his eyes, “You still remember her? “When she died in the hospital, I don’t remember you ever thinking about her again!”
Feng Xiao narrowed his eyes and stared at Shang Mo Chen. Although he was still holding onto a baby, he did not obstruct his powerful aura, “Her corpse is gone, Shang Mo Chen, do you think I’m stupid?”
If it was an ordinary person, they would have definitely been intimidated by Feng Xiao’s courage, but Shang Mo Chen was not afraid at all. Instead, he revealed an indifferent smile, “Feng Xiao, you know about the situation from back then, it was your idea to choose this child.
“I will never regret my decision!” Feng Xiao slightly raised his head, his eyes flashing with hostility. He didn’t like others doubting him, moreover, this matter involved too much, “I just don’t like people lying to me!”
“Then don’t doubt my ability. Bai Yao was killed at that time!” Shang Mo Chen immediately said, and the two of them clashed.
After a long while, Shang Mo Chen laughed, “However, I can tell you about the scene before Bai Yao’s death.”
After he finished speaking, he took a step forward and carefully examined the child in Feng Xiao’s arms. “At that time, when I took this little thing out of her stomach, her consciousness had already become a blur.”
“I thought she was going to die under anesthesia. That’s good, I don’t know about the pain, but God was cruel to her. Her consciousness came back, and what used to be called the afterglow, really, was true in medicine.”
After having known each other for so many years, he naturally understood Feng Xiao’s temperament, so he did not care, “In the last moment of her life, Feng Xiao, do you know what she was thinking about?”
Feng Xiao’s lips moved, and he finally maintained his silence.
“She hates you. The Conferred Owl. She hates you. ” As he spoke, Shang Mo Chen laughed and placed a hand on Feng Xiao’s shoulder, “You think so, but you’re wrong.”
Feng Xiao’s eyes revealed complete astonishment.
Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Shang Mo Chen slowly said, “Bai Yao will not hate you. She loves you so much. So, she said, she hopes that she has never met you before.”
No love, no hate. Feng Xiao’s body moved, and in the end, an intense pain appeared in his eyes. It was unknown if the baby sensed Feng Xiao’s feelings or not, but he started to feel uneasy.
“You lied to me! Shang Mo Chen, you are lying to me! ” Staring at Shang Mo Chen’s eyes that were as sharp as swords, Shang Mo Chen did not avoid him. His eyes were filled with ridicule and indifference.
“You overestimate yourself, Owl, and I don’t have to lie to you.”
In a split-second, Feng Nan grabbed Shang Mo Chen’s collar and pulled him in front of her, “Shang Mo Chen, you’re clearly lying to me. Whether it was you just said or Bai Yao’s death, I don’t believe you!”
Shang Mo Chen maintained his indifferent attitude, “Really? You really don’t believe it? You don’t believe that no one will die under those circumstances? I still don’t believe that Bai Yao will forget about you. ”
A flash of pain passed through Feng Xiao’s eyes. At this moment, the infant in his arms began to cry. For a moment, he didn’t know what to do.
The baby was still crying when the baby-sitter, who had heard the sound, rushed over and took the baby from him.
Feng Xiao lost his child and wanted to explain the situation to Shang Mo Chen, but coincidentally, the phone rang. He fretfully took out the phone and saw that it was Luo Yinyin.
The call connected.
“Owl!” Help me! “Owl!”