At this time, freezing cold wind whistled over, blowing the fallen leaves on the ground dancing everywhere.
Pedestrians in the street were all wrapped tightly in their overcoats.
Yuanyuan shrank inside mom’s arms, a pair of small hands turning freezing red. Only seventy to eighty meters away though, they seemed to have walked for a long time.
Mo Yixuan had opened the door of the car. He took Yuanyuan over, fixed him in the safety seat, and put everything he bought into the car.
“Be careful on the way, Yanyan. It’s going to rain.”
Mo Yixuan went to He Xiyan, looking at her freezing red face sympathetically. An inexplicable wetness rose in his eyes. His child and beloved woman were right in front of him, but he could not bring them home or even approach her.
He Xiyan just nodded lightly.
“We’ll leave!” Her voice was cold, like the freezing cold wind. She turned around, turning her back to him, and opened the door near the driver’s seat.
Suddenly, a light grey thing fell around her neck. She looked down and saw a scarf, very long, made of cashmere and of men’s style.
She was stunned a little, and then took it down. She turned around, looking coldly at the man in front.
“No need!” She said in the same cold way. She was cold, but she didn’t want what he had worn.
If it was in the past, his considerate act would definitely make her feel warm and moved as well. However, as time went by, there was no other relationship between them except that they were both Yuanyuan’s parents. She didn’t need his kindness and concern any more.
Mo Yixuan stood still there. Under the street light, his tall figure was pulled very long, appearing somewhat lonely. He did not reach out to take his scarf. Instead, he slightly raised his lips, looking at her with a kind of deep guilt and heartache.
“Put it on, Yanyan. Drive slowly on the road. I’ll pick Yuanyuan up tomorrow evening.” After that, he stepped back and waved to her and Yuanyuan in the car.
Seeing dad waving his hand, Yuanyuan also raised his own small hand and constantly waved back.
“Dad… Bye-bye.” Yuanyuan called sweetly, meanwhile pinching his little face and making a face at his father.
He Xiyan sighed, not even knowing what to say at this moment. She just glanced at him lightly, then went straight to her car and fastened her seat belt. After starting the car, she drove towards the direction of the castle.
As the car moved farther, only Mo Yixuan was left alone under the street light. He bit his lips tightly, even able to taste the blood between lips and teeth. His dark eyes were filled with pain and helplessness. She went away to another man with their child, leaving him behind.
They were supposed to be a family, but they could not live together. Every time he thought of this, the pain of separation was like a knife cutting his heart.
He didn’t know how long it took him to take a step and walk to the car in front of him. He pulled the door open and sat in.
Not far away, a young man took photos of what had just happened with a camera in his hand. After the shooting, the man could not wait to send them to a woman and then texted her a message, saying, “Six pictures in total, transfer money directly into my account.”