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Yan Nuo didn't have time to guess what was going on.

She looked around the room. The room was not too dirty, as if someone had been cleaning it regularly.

Yan Nuo looked at the giant photo in the living room with a moved expression.

She walked forward and gently caressed his face. The man in the photo was very young and very handsome.

"Dad, I'm back. Sorry …" Yan Nuo muttered, the tears flowing into his mouth was salty and bitter.

She knelt in front of the photo, tears streaming down her face. "Sorry …"

If time could be reversed, then would that day's events not happen? If time could never, could it be that her father would always be by her side? She had thought about it for so many years, but she could not find an answer, because time could not be repeated.

She looked around the room as if she could see the first day of moving in.

She and her father had just moved here from Korea.

She carried her mother's portrait into the house that belonged to them.

A flash of memory, fifteen years ago...

"Grace, look who daddy brought here?" Yan Nuo was leaning on the windowsill and looking at the scenery outside, holding onto the brush as she drew. Hearing her father's shout, she ran down the stairs.

"Daddy, isn't this the aunt on TV?" Yan Nuo said as she looked at the woman in front of her.

The woman was very beautiful, with a noble temperament. Her features could be described as devastatingly beautiful, and she often appeared on television as a great star. Yan Nuo liked her a lot.

"Do you like it?" Yan Han squatted down and asked.

Yan Ci nodded her head.

"Then let her be your mother?"

Hearing this, Yan Rong looked at the girl in front of her with anticipation.

After a moment, Yan Ci shook her head. She pointed to the woman on the painting and said, "I have a mother. It's this one. This one is me, this one is my father, and this one is my mother."

He had never had a mother's grace since he was young and was more sensible than any other child, but this made his heart ache even more. He wholeheartedly wanted to find a skilled stepmother for her, so that she could receive the motherly love that he had hoped for.

When she saw the woman on the first day, she refused her request to be her mother. But since then, the woman had often come to their house and given them gifts she liked.

Facing Zhao Xinyi's kind smile and her father's smile, Yan Ci finally agreed to let him go. This was because she had rarely seen her father smiling this happily.

On the day her father and stepmother were married, she shut herself up in her room and spoke to her with a picture of her mother: "Mom, dad married a new mom today."

"Mom, there's no one to accompany you today. Can I accompany you from now on?"

"Mom, that auntie treats me very well and dad is very happy too. I did the right thing, didn't I!"

Yan Nuo strolled around the room, and finally stopped at a pink colored room upstairs.

She opened the door. The interior was exactly the same as it had been 15 years ago. It even gave her the illusion that she had traveled through time and space.

She opened the cabinet and took out a small wooden box from the bottom shelf.

Inside was his mother's memento.

She had secretly saved them.

The day after her stepmother and father were married, she packed up everything she had to do with her mother.

She also remembered that the stepmother had broken the picture of her mother in order to fight for a picture. It was a picture of her father and mother getting married, and the woman in the picture was beautiful, with a warm smile, and the man beside her in a black suit was handsome, and the two of them standing together seemed like a beautiful scene, so beautiful.

The last picture was torn to pieces by the stepmother.

That night, she searched in the trash can for a long time, and only when she finally smelled the stench of the trash can did she take out the photo fragments.

The stepmother looked at her dirty body with disgust. She hid the photo under her clothes so that the stepmother wouldn't see it.

Fortunately, it was because of the stench on her body that the stepmother didn't dare to approach her, allowing her to successfully escape from her Demon Claw.

When she got back to her room, she hid the pieces and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

In her pajamas she pieced together pictures of her mother and father in the room.

Finally, it was framed.

The picture was still in the box.

Yan Nuo took out the photo, and looked at the blurry figure on it due to the wetness.

She had no memory of her mother because her birth had caused her mother to die and her birthday was also her mother's birthday, so all these years she had never had a birthday. Even the date of birth on her ID was fake.

After so many years, when he saw all of this now, the scenes from his past flashed across his eyes like a movie.

Yan Nuo placed the things back to their original positions, as if her memories that had sealed the world were, no matter what had happened in the past, bound to follow the future.

Although this was the city, this was the first time she had returned here since leaving home. These memories were taboo even in this place. They were like demons that would frequently appear in her dreams, causing her to be entangled in painful memories even in her sleep.

She slowly backed out of the room and finally opened the door. It was clear from outside and bright sunlight shone through the glass window.

There was a figure standing in the yard.

The distant Yan Nuo could already recognize that it was Yin Tianhan.

She walked to Yin Tianhan's side and stood still, then looked at the hibiscus tree beside her.

Hearing the voice beside him, Yin Tianhan regained his senses, looked at Yan Nuo and said: "Are you in a better mood now?"

Yan Nuo nodded, and then looked up at the hibiscus blooming above him.

Yin Tianhan plucked a pink hibiscus from the branch and placed it beside Yan Nuo's ear. A warm smile blossomed on her face.

Yan Nuo remembered that the woman was the one who planted the hibiscus tree. It was a small sapling at the time, but she didn't expect it to grow so big now, and bloomed with so many beautiful flowers.

As he thought about this, Yan Nuo threw down the hibiscus flowers in his ears and stepped on them. "I don't like hibiscus flowers, I'm very hateful."

Yin Tianhan looked at Yan Nuo's actions in shock, and her expression looked slightly injured.

Yan Nuo also didn't know why she couldn't control his emotions, because as long as it was something related to that woman, it would touch upon her string of sad memories.

"I'm sorry, I just don't like this flower." Yan Nuo looked at Yin Tianhan's injured expression with an apologetic expression. She knew that she had gone overboard with her actions, that kick just now had trampled on his love for her.