Mo Yixuan took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and took down one of them.

He then took He Xiyans hand and put the key in her palm.

Heres the key to Molans apartment. You can live there, which is more spacious.

He Xiyan looked up at the man in front of her, as if what he put in her hand was his warm heart rather than simply a bunch of cold keys.

She hesitated and finally took the key.

Of course, she didnt want to move there, but the keys made her feel secure.

When she was free, she would go over and have a look.

Do you usually live in an apartment? He Xiyan asked.

Mo Yixuan shook his head. I havent lived there less in recent months. Ive been quite busy recently because I want to help my father more. Hes not very well.

Mo Yixuan frowned. Thinking of his fathers illness, he couldnt calm down.

He Xiyan went to the wardrobe and rummaged for something. At last, she took out a pair of dark brown slippers she bought recently.

She took a look at the slippers and then looked down at his feet.

His foot seemed to be over size 43 yards by sight. Thus the shoes must not be unsuitable for him.

Mo Yixuan knew what she meant. He walked over and took off his shoes. They were indeed too small for him.

He Xiyan smiled awkwardly, then stuffed the shoes back into the wardrobe.

Ill get you a pair next time.

Mo Yixuan gave a light hum and held her narrow shoulder.

All of a sudden, he bent over, getting near her ear.

Go and take a bath.

He Xiyan couldnt help but blush a little.

She bit her thin lips, too embarrassed to answer, just nodding slightly.

She opened the door of the wardrobe again, and then took out her new set of pajamas together with a pair of lotus pink pants.

Shy, she wrapped her pantie in her pajamas.

Ill take a bath first.

After that, she hurried into the bathroom with her clothes.

Quietness returned to the room. Mo Yixuan sat in front of the desk.

Eyebrows lifted, he looked faintly at the things on the desk which belonged to He Xiyan, an ordinary computer, a small lamp and a picture frame.

He was attracted by this small photo frame. The photo in the frame was a little old, one of a family of three. In the picture was a young couple with their child in the middle, a little girl.

Was that her?

Mo Yixuan took the picture frame over, looking at it closely.

In the picture, she was only six or seven years old. She was wearing a flower jacket with two small horn braids, looking very cute.

She used to look like this when she was a child.

Mo Yixuan laid his finger on the middle of the photo.

He smiled and then looked at the couple in the picture.

They were her father and mother. She actually looked like her mother, the same eyebrows and eyes, the same face shape, and even the same smile.

Mo Yixuan then put the photo back to the original position. In fact, he knew little about her past, quite little about her actually. But his intuition told him that she was a good girl.

That was why he agreed to be her boyfriend.

Mo Yixuan then cast a look at a small black book on the desk, which seemed to be a diary.

He frowned and hesitated, but opened it as well.

Soon, the content was before his eyes.

On January 7, 2014.