She hunched her back, taking some time to ease the sudden, inexplicable emotions within her. Once her breathing was steadier, she continued to watch the next video.

The protagonist of this video was her.

The video was shot from above, with a pane of glass in front of the camera. Judging from the shooting angle, it should have been secretly filmed by Huo Wen’an during his captivity, through a window.

Xingguang in the video still looked very young, with two little pigtails, wearing a sweat-stained strap dress, her body still chubby.

Her skin was tanned dark by the sun, but her teeth were very white. Those big round almond eyes were distinctly black and white, like two black grapes.

The little girl was chasing and playing in the yard with a group of snot-nosed kids.

Suddenly, Xingguang excitedly shouted, "Brother A Zui!"

She raised her hands, eager to show off the treasure she had just acquired to Huo Wen’an: "Brother A Zui, we caught a little bird, look!"

It was a small bird, lying desperately in Xingguang’s palm.

"Yan Zisheng and the others said they want to find a cage to lock it up," before the boy could express his opinion, the little girl said again, "But my mom says birds should fly in the sky, if they are locked up, they will be unhappy."

Xingguang smilingly said to Huo Wen’an, "I’ll let you see the bird for a moment, then I’ll let it go."

"Okay." The boy, in his voice-changing period, had a low, hoarse voice, with a unique charm.

The camera moved downwards, focusing on the little bird.

In the next second, Xingguang suddenly lifted her hands up, releasing the fingers that were confining the little bird’s legs. Given its freedom, the bird flapped its wings and flew towards Huo Wen’an, soon soaring into the sky.

Huo Wen’an’s camera refocused on the sky, watching the bird already gliding into the deep space. Not until the bird’s figure completely flew out of the camera’s capture range, did Huo Wen’an stop filming.

After watching this video, Xingguang’s scalp tingled a bit, and she felt a pang of sourness in her heart.

She released the little bird, giving it freedom. But the Huo Wen’an, trapped in captivity, could never attain freedom.

Confined in the room, Huo Wen’an yearned to soar the blue sky like that little bird.

Xingguang suddenly understood why Huo Wen’an allowed her into the second floor’s cell room that night, permitted her to enter the forbidden zone of his heart.

Because only she could open the tightly shut door of the cell room, helping him gain freedom.

Unconsciously, Xingguang finished watching all the old photos and videos in the camera.

She felt a bit heavy-hearted. Not accustomed to napping, she took a rare one-hour nap at noon that day. She thought she wouldn’t fall asleep, but soon she did.

However, it was not a restful sleep; she kept dreaming.

In the dream, the figures of the young Huo Wen’an and Huo Xin repeatedly popped into her mind.

Those childhood memories, long forgotten by her due to their age, all came rushing back in the dream.

It turned out the camera Huo Wen’an cherished as a treasure was actually a gift from her. Feeling guilty for tearing Huo Wen’an’s practice book, she sought her mother’s permission and gave the camera to Huo Wen’an.

After that, Huo Wen’an, having nothing to do in the cell room, began to study the camera.

The camera became his eyes, allowing him to reach the outside world he couldn’t go to and see a broader world.

And she was the one who gifted him those eyes. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

His love for her was not without traces.

Recalling the childhood memories, when thinking of Huo Wen’an again, Xingguang felt different emotions in her heart.

She thought Huo Wen’an was quite cunning, afraid she would really abandon him, so he deliberately helped her recover those memories.

Tch.

Indeed, men are not honest at all.

In the afternoon, Xingguang received a call from Bingfeng Entertainment, inviting her over to sign a contract.

This time, Huo Lan personally received her again. Seeing that she came alone today, Huo Lan curiously asked, "Where is Mr. Huo? Why didn’t he accompany you today?"

Thinking about Huo Lan’s connection with Divine Concealment Island, Xingguang mysteriously smiled and said, "He went home, said he needed to go home to weed."

Huo Lan’s pupils suddenly contracted.

Weeding.

What kind of weeds on Divine Concealment Island require Huo Wen’an to personally deal with?

What he needed to remove wasn’t weeds, but probably those who turn with the wind, just like weeds.

Huo Lan took a deep look at Xingguang, curious whether she knew Huo Wen’an’s true identity.

If Xingguang knew Huo Zui was Huo Wen’an, then the purpose of her words was worth pondering.

Huo Lan took a sip of coffee, using it to conceal his flustered heart.