She doesn't have a lot of memories of when she was a child, but she remembers that she often sat on her father's shoulders and asked her father to ride her as a big horse.

At that time, Xia Hua was on the rise in her career, but in the face of her beloved daughter, she was always unconditionally spoiled, and even when she went out to talk about business, she would take her.

She is the pearl of the Xia family, the little princess who grew up in the palm of Xia Hua's hand.

She heard from the former servants of the Xia family that her father often watched her sleep, as if he was worried that his beloved baby would suddenly disappear, and he even had to watch her sleep.

"It seems that not only do you love your dad very much, but your dad loves you too." Yang Muya glanced at Xia Changyue, reached out and touched her head.

The two walked out of the theater side by side, Xia Changyue looked at her lonely figure and couldn't help asking.

"Why do you like to watch stage plays?"

She remembered that Yi Haiyin mentioned in the information she gave that Yang Muya would go to the local theater no matter which city she went to this year, and her dull itinerary seemed to be fulfilling an agreement with someone.

"Because I can't put it down." Yang Muya paused and looked up at the starry sky overhead.

The starlight in the sky shimmers with a palpitating light.

Yang Muya looked at it for a long time before she spoke softly, and her voice seemed to come from the sky.

"There was a man who told me when I was young that he was going to take me on a trip, passing through a city, going in and watching the stage show there, and walking out of the theater and being able to stand in the square and look at the beautiful night sky......"

Yang Muya fell into memory, and her exquisite eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

She always remembered the agreement, and she even wondered if he would remember it too, so no matter where she went, she would find a local theater and watch a show.

Even, he deliberately picked the script he liked, thinking that maybe one day, they could meet again in the place where they once held hands.

But she has walked so many cities and watched so many performances, every time, she looks at the people inside at the door, and walks out one by one, but she has never seen him.

She sometimes reassured herself that maybe they had been separated for too long, and she couldn't remember what he looked like, so she couldn't recognize him.

As long as she watches a few more performances, she will definitely meet him again......

"Do you still love him?" Xia Changyue made the god send his lips open, and as soon as the words came out, he came back to his senses, and he couldn't wait to slap himself twice.

Knowing that the person Yang Muya was looking for was dead, why did he still ask such a question.

Just about to apologize, Yang Muya suddenly turned around and looked at her.

"Love, he is the only man I have ever loved, but I hate him even more, for twenty-four years! I dreamed that if I found him, I would definitely step forward without hesitation, raise my hand and give him a slap! ”

Yang Muya's eyes became indifferent, revealing a strong hatred.

But soon, it disappeared completely, leaving only endless loneliness.

"He ruined my life, I thought I would want to break him into pieces, but knowing that he is dead, I will actually feel sad......" Yang Muya's voice choked slightly, and the emotions poured out were like a flood bursting the embankment.

"Girl, I'm not afraid of your jokes, I'd rather he live happily, let me continue to hate, at least, one of the two people has a good life, it's enough."

“…… I'm sure He loves you. Xia Changyue watched her collapse, unconsciously stretched out her hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes for her.