A house that is not frequented all year round, even if someone is responsible for cleaning it, it will inevitably lose a bit of popularity.

In particular, all the toys full of memories in the house have been removed and replaced with cold rehabilitation equipment, which made the house look more and more deserted.

Su Yayan has been paying attention to Huo Chenhuan's reaction since entering the room, and seeing that he showed no repulsive expression except for a little trance, he was slightly relieved.

"I told Uncle Zhang to move everything in this room to the next room. When you are done, we will move them back."

Huo Chenhuan's expression changed a little after hearing this, and he shook his head and said, "No need."

"Why not use it?"

"No one is there anymore." Huo Chenhuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, "and, I'm not a kid anymore."

"You are not, but we will have other children in our family in the future."

Huo Chenhuan was stunned, realizing the meaning of Su Yayan's words, and his voice became dumb: "Other...children?"

Su Yayan blushed slightly, lowered her head slightly, avoiding his sight: "There will always be."

What responded to her was the long silence in the house. Just when Su Yayan thought that this was just over, she heard Huo Chenhuan's deep laughter suddenly.

Su Yayan's whole body was shocked, and a blush also floated on her cheeks.

Such embarrassment did not last long, Su Yayan took a deep breath, leaned against Huo Chenhuan's wheelchair, lightly held his hand, and brought the topic back to the beginning.

"Your mother must be a very gentle and warm person."

The smile in Huo Chenhuan's eyes has not disappeared, and he softly corrected: "It's our mother."

"...Well, our mother."

Huo Chenhuan was silent for a moment, and suddenly gave a surprising answer: "You are very similar to her."

Su Yayan was startled: "Where does it look like?"

In fact, so far she only knew that Huo Chenhuan had liked her for many years, but she didn't know when he fell in love with her, and why he loved her so much.

When I heard him say this, Su Yayan's heart was stunned, and a special **** thought came out of his mind unconsciously.

This guy shouldn't have any Oedipus complex, and seeing that she looks like his mother, he empathized to her and fell in love with her!

"You are right, she is very gentle and warm. In my eyes, you are the same." Huo Chenhuan said and took Su Yayan's hand to kiss, "Mom is the light of Dad, and you are me. of."

When my whole world was so cold that there was no temperature, I suddenly broke in, just like the sun suddenly jumping out from behind a dark cloud, bringing light and warmth to him in the dark.

The only difference is that his mother gave him infinite tolerance and love, just like moonlight, soft and not lethal.

But Su Yayan was like a kind of fire, which completely robbed his attention from the moment it appeared, allowing him to accompany her willingly to burn, just to leave this inescapable warmth.

Su Yayan met Huo Chenhuan's gaze, her heart trembled abruptly, and she whispered: "It's okay, okay."

"What's okay?"

Su Ya's expression was slightly stiff, and her eyes flickered: "No...nothing."

"Ok?"

Su Yayan knew that she couldn't escape, so she whispered: "I thought..."

"Why do you think I like you because you look like my mother?"

Su Yayan: "..." This is embarrassing.

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