Chapter 1813 Unseen Memories

"Hate?" Huo Shen raised his eyebrows, raised a pair of tired cold eyes, and looked at An Xiaowan.

Her heart tightened slightly, and her expression couldn't help becoming a little tense.

Huo Shen shook his head, a trace of indifference revealed on his extremely handsome face. Then, her thin lips pulled out an indifferent arc, and she shook her head.

An Xiaowan was startled, and asked eagerly, "Don't you hate?"

"He doesn't deserve it."

hatred? He doesn't deserve it.

Huo Shen's voice was extremely calm and indifferent, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, and also seemed to be condescending to all sentient beings, disdainful of it.

He doesn't hate, not because it can be forgiven, but because it's not worth it.

An Xiaowan seemed to be able to hear his voice-over, which was: that kind of person shouldn't exist in this world, so there's no need to hate him.

My heart is a little tight.

Then, there was an empty pain.

She was silent for a few seconds, but still couldn't help but continued to ask: "Then if you saw this person's... children, what would you do?"

Huo Shen frowned slightly, wondering why An Xiaowan asked all these strange questions today.

He was silent for a moment, as if thinking.

The body is cold and the head hurts. At this moment, even the ability to think has deteriorated. Therefore, he didn't even notice An Xiaowan's abnormality at the moment.

"I don't know." Huo Shen still answered after thinking about it.

Reason told him that the hatred of one generation should not involve the innocent next generation, because he didn't know whether the next generation was a bad person like his parents.

But sensibility made him think of grapefruit.

Yuzu is also an innocent victim of their past, and he knows nothing about it.

Originally, he was supposed to be happy and be born in this world without any worries. Why should he be implicated and unable to have a healthy life just because of the harm his father suffered back then?

An Xiaowan pursed her lips and did not continue.

After the silence, the room became quiet again.

Huo Shen's breathing was a little heavy, and he gradually fell asleep while sitting there.

And An Xiaowan leaned in his arms, originally supporting him with one hand, but gradually turned into grabbing the hem of his clothes. Her eyes were closed, her brows were furrowed, and her entire pretty face was full of trouble and pain.

Head, also bursts of pain.

There seemed to be something strange in my mind that was about to break out of the ground.

"Well……"

An Xiaowan couldn't move in pain, so she could only grab the fabric in her hand with all her strength, as if she had grabbed the driftwood in the sea.

Consciousness sinks in it, as if awake, or in a dream.

"Mother……"

An xiaowan murmured in a low voice.

In front of my eyes, there seemed to be a blurry shadow, just like in the photo. Her long hair fell behind her, and she was full of solitude and softness, with a strong and soft contradictory atmosphere, which was extremely charming.

Even though she is already the child's mother, she is still unbelievably beautiful.

"Wanwan, have you read all the books I showed you yesterday?"

An Xiaowan couldn't move her fingers, but felt her exceptionally short body, and she nodded obediently.

The beauty in front of her stood up, and suddenly she looked a little tall from her exceptionally short perspective. Her expression became a little serious, and she picked up the medicine bottle in her hand and began to explain many things to her.

Something she feels like she's never heard in her life.