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Mu Xianning was stunned, but he quickly calmed himself down at such a young age. He didn't have much expression on his face, but his gaze was soft and bright as he looked at her.

Shen Canghao was unable to control himself and could not help but shout, "Warm!"

Warmth jumped in fright, but it was the ghoul that stopped Mu Xianning in his tracks. Its large eyes sneaked a peek in the direction of the voice before shrinking back into Mu Xianning's arms. "Brother Xian Ning, that man is so fierce …"

Mu Xianning hugged the little girl and was about to turn around to take a look when the school was suddenly crowded with people. The voices of the parents started to boil as well. Mu Xianning released the warmth from his body and touched her hair.

"Brother Xian Ning, can I come to your house to play …" Mu Xianning's eyes dimmed a little as he looked at her unwillingly. He didn't say anything but released her hand. He turned around, grabbed his schoolbag and walked out of the kindergarten.

"Brother Xian Ning …" Don't you like me? "

Warmth felt a little sad, yet he still went to pick up his backpack and walked out. The parents crowded the main entrance, while Shen Canghao stood far away, still desperately following the little figure.

Seeing her walk out of the kindergarten gate, he was about to step forward to welcome her when he heard a crisp voice, "Mother …"

Shen Canghao's footsteps paused, and he stopped to look ahead. With just a glance, he saw two people in the crowd holding hands, Xu Huayan and Zeng Yaxi.

He said that he would forget, that he would give up, and forced himself to risk his life to forget her. But now, seeing them appear together, he actually almost lost the strength to even stand.

He couldn't help but start to move backwards and hide behind the crowd. Looking at Warmth joyfully jumping into their arms and seeing Warmth holding onto their hands as they walked, he suddenly felt that he was so unnecessary.

As the three of them walked in front, Shen Canghao unconsciously followed behind them, the light in his eyes fading. He didn't know when, but his back was covered in a layer of cold sweat.

He did not know what Warmth had said, but just as he was about to get into the car, Huan Yan and Zeng Yaxi both turned their heads, and Shen Canghao could not dodge in time, so he had to turn his back on them in embarrassment. He shivered as he fished out a cigarette, then lowered his head and lit it.

There was no longer any car there, nor were those three people. It was as if they had never even appeared.

He would often let out a breath, but his heart would immediately be empty.

He quietly got up from the bed, casually put on his clothes and went to the balcony. He coughed a few times, but his throat was as hoarse as a broken bellows. Assi covered his mouth with his hands, afraid that he would wake them up.

He coughed a few times, as if he felt a little better. He was ready to take his hand away, but his palm was sticky and wet. Under the moonlight, his hand was blood-red.

He lightly walked to the bathroom and rinsed his palms clean. Then, he rinsed his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood. The clean water passed through his mouth once more and turned blood-red.

While looking at himself in the mirror, Asai found that his neck was starting to swell up, and his yellow neck looked bright. After getting sick, he had looked up a lot of information, and knew that his symptoms were of terminal lung cancer.

He silently chuckled to himself in the mirror. Zeng Yaxi, how much longer will you be dragging her down?

When she woke up early the next morning, she found Zeng Yaxi was missing. She hurried downstairs to ask him about it, but Wei An told her that he had gone to the hotel to visit his parents. She heaved a sigh of relief.

When he left the hotel where his parents were staying, Assi's eyes had turned red. He had let down two old people, but there was no way to return the favor. He took out his cell phone and made a call. It was from Wei An, Shen Canghao.

They arrived at a private room in a quiet tea room. Soon after Zeng Yaxi sat down, Shen Canghao arrived.

They ordered a pot of Green Spiral Spring. The bamboo window was open, and outside, there was a clump of green bamboo. When the wind blew, it made a rustling sound, adding to the tranquility.

"The place you chose is very good, very quiet." "Sit down," Zeng said to Shen, smiling, and poured him another cup of tea.

Shen Canghao, on the other hand, had some wariness in his eyes. He politely expressed his thanks, but didn't drink it. Instead, he looked at Shen Canghao and asked straightforwardly, "What business do you have with me?"

Zeng Yaxi glanced at him but maintained his warm smile. He understood that he was not angry at all for being so cautious.

He put down his purple sand cup, his expression calm. "Do you think that I have come to find you because I want you to leave your face?"

Shen Canghao raised his brows, but nodded his head without revealing any emotion. Other than that, he could not think of any other reason why he would look for him.

"Quite the opposite." Zeng Yaxi laughed, his face turning even paler. He turned his face to the side and covered his mouth as he started to cough.