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The seventh year after being abandoned by the Marquis Xiao Yusheng. We met again at the entrance of Jiangnan Lane in the drizzle. He looked up at me sharply. His pupils trembled slightly and he shouted in surprise. "Xi Yan, why are you here?" I paused and handed the packaged peach blossom cake to the servant beside me. With a complimenting smile on his face. "You are joking, you are just trying to make a living." Xiao Yusheng's thousands of words were blocked by my light attitude. He forced out a few words from the back of his throat. "Xi Yan, do you blame me? What happened back then..." The servant interrupted. "Master, my wife sent me to ask if the cakes have been bought. She and the child in her belly are hungry." Complain, how can you not complain? The pain of being abandoned, the sadness of the death of parents, the hatred of being deceived and framed. Only seven years have passed. He is not as important to me as a few copper coins in my hand. Love and hate are gone.