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Finally, Baili Xia took a deep breath and looked at Bei Tianyou.

“I will tell you the reason for this in the future. Please believe me, okay?”

Bei Tianyou looked into Baili Xia’s sincere eyes and felt a slight stir in his heart.

This girl would rather directly tell him she couldn’t say than make up a lie to deceive him.

“Alright, I believe you,” Bei Tianyou said softly.

Rather than hearing her lie, it was better not to hear.

Saying this, he walked to the side and picked a few flowers from a cluster of red blossoms.

He held the Snowfield Rosy Clouds and slowly walked back to the grave, placing the few flowers on the ground.

“Do you know? You and Aunt Qingyou look very much alike. If you walked together, people would surely think you’re her daughter.”

Baili Xia was startled, having heard such a thing more than once.

Now, hearing it suddenly from Bei Tianyou, alongside his previous words, Baili Xia felt more strongly that he had discovered something.

She took a breath and deliberately tried to sound more relaxed when speaking.

“Do I really look like her?

I’ve heard others say that too, I’d really like to know what she actually looks like.”

Bei Tianyou said calmly, “I’ve heard that the first time Grandpa saw you, he mistook you for Aunt Qingyou.”

“If you really were Aunt Qingyou’s daughter, that would be nice.

Aunt has been missing for two years, who knows what happened to her back then.”

“If her daughter returned, even Grandpa would feel comforted.”

While speaking, Bei Tianyou seemed visibly a bit sorrowful.

Recalling the matter of Bei Qingyou, he indeed felt somewhat uneasy.

Baili Xia noticed the change on Bei Tianyou’s face and spoke to comfort him.

“Brother You, don’t overthink it. Maybe Bei Qingyou is fine and living well, perhaps she’ll come back someday.”

Bei Tianyou looked at her, and his mood calmed.

He sighed softly, “Aunt Qingyou died at the Bei Family, could that be false? Silly girl.”

Earlier, just thinking about past events almost made him lose control of his emotions.

He gently pinched Baili Xia’s nose and his expression eased a bit.

“Little girl, you do have a way of comforting people. I won’t overthink it because I know it’s impossible for Aunt to still be alive.”

Finally, Bei Tianyou looked at Baili Xia again, offering advice.

“Aunt’s matter has always been a taboo in the Bei Family.

If you are too focused on it, you might bring trouble upon yourself.”

Baili Xia nodded, responding, “I understand.”

Danger, she had long known.

But this concerned her own heritage, no matter how dangerous, she would continue to investigate.

“Since you like Aunt Qingyou so much, have a good talk with her, otherwise, who knows when you’ll meet again.”

Bei Tianyou turned and walked to the nearby flower bushes, whether admiring the flowers or what, it was unclear.

In any case, he left the space for her and Bei Qingyou’s grave.

Inside, Baili Xia still felt a bit uneasy, unsure of how much Bei Tianyou knew.

However, he was unwilling to truly suspect her, and she could clearly feel this kind sentiment.

Looking at the quiet tombstone before her, Baili Xia had a thousand words in her heart, yet couldn’t utter a single one.

If you truly are her mother, could you meet her once at night, in a dream?

Back then, those two years, where exactly did you go?

Where did you give birth to her?

Who did you meet?

Who is her father?

Mom, I really want to call you ‘Mom’ once.

Tell her, who is her father, did you meet him during those two years you were missing?

Where is he now?

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