For the next two or three days, I went to work as usual. Everything was the same as usual, but something seemed different.
The news about Huo Dongzhen never came, and she waited impatiently. However, she did not see that person again in the next few days. She vaguely heard that he went to the head office in the United States for the final handover, but she didn't know who it was.
When she got off work, she went downstairs with Tong Ling. When she went out, she saw a silver bugatti parked downstairs. As she walked over, the window slowly rolled down.
"Qiao Qiao, get in the car." It turned out to be Huo Dongzhen. Cen Zhiqiao was delighted and hurriedly said goodbye to Tong Ling and got into the car.
"Dongguan, how are you? What did you find?" Cen Zhiqiao asked hurriedly as soon as he got in the car.
Huo Dongzhen started the car and handed a piece of paper to Cen Zhiqiao: "There is very little information about He Yan. I have asked people to check again and again in the past two days, but there is only this much."
Cen Zhiqiao took a look at it and frowned: "This is no different from the report in the newspaper. Is there nothing else?"
"There are only so many." Huo Dongzhen shook his head: "It's strange to say that his past thirty years have been like a blank sheet of paper. Except for the Dong family's activeness in the past two years, there is no extra news.
No, it’s like a person appeared out of nowhere.”
Cen Zhiqiao raised his eyebrows: "It came out of nowhere?"
"Yes." Huo Dongzhen nodded: "All the information about birth, schooling and work are blank. I even sent people to the United States to check, but still can't find out the reason."
Cen Zhiqiao lowered his eyes and looked at the page in his hand. There was a photo on it, familiar yet unfamiliar.
She bit her lip and her voice gradually became lower: "Dongguan, do you think it is him or not?"
The tone was slightly desolate, echoing quietly in the empty carriage.
Huo Dongzhen couldn't help but take another look at her, but found that she had turned to the window at some point, her eyes were blank, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
In the past three years, she didn't say anything, but he could see clearly that she had been blaming herself, right?
Cen Zhiqiao remained silent on the way back. It started to rain at some point outside. Huo Dongzhen drove the car to the downstairs of the community. When he got out of the car, he stopped her: "No matter what, I will continue to investigate.
, don’t think so much, go back and have a good rest.”
Cen Zhiqiao was stunned for a moment, then nodded and smiled gratefully at him: "I'm fine, don't worry, but you, please be careful on the road, and..."
She walked downstairs and remembered something again, turned around and called Huo Dongzhen: "Don't argue with Tongtong again when you go back. She is more sensitive than ordinary people, and she is also particularly vulnerable to injury. What's more, you are getting married.
She will definitely not be able to accept such a big thing for a while."
On the way back, Huo Dongzhen repeated Cen Zhiqiao's words in his mind.
Obviously, it was because of the previous quarrel between Tong and Tong that Cen Zhiqiao said one more thing. This was not a big deal, but... that sentence was definitely unbearable, but it made him slightly stunned.
Tongtong, she...
It was quiet at home.
After changing her shoes and entering the living room, Sister Hong poked her head out of the kitchen and saw Huo Dongzhen. She said, "Why are Mr. Huo back? I thought you weren't coming back for dinner, so I only prepared the meal for the young lady."
.”
Huo Dongzhen waved his hand, interrupted her, and raised his eyebrows upstairs: "Tongtong is in the room?"
Sister Hong nodded, and he turned and went upstairs.
In the room, the melodious melody of classical music resounded, and Huo Dongzhen stood at the door, but hesitant.
Do you want to go in? What are you going to say after you go in?
Thinking of this, the hand that originally wanted to knock on the door stopped there, and the person stopped for a moment, and then turned around, forget it, it's not necessarily a good thing, if we meet, we will inevitably have another quarrel.
The door was pushed open at this moment. He couldn't dodge for a moment, and heard Lian Yingtong's voice coming from inside the door: "Uncle Huo, is that you?"
Huo Dongzhen said "Hmm" and his eyes fell on her petite body. He bought the pink and white nightgown with her on her eighteenth birthday. She seemed to like it very much and always wore it. After that, he
I bought her other better ones, but she still only has a soft spot for that one.
"Since you're back, why don't you come in?" She whispered, but her unfocused eyes accurately found his location.
Huo Dongzhen was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect her to be so calm, as if the quarrel that day was just a common thing, but it was very inconsistent with her usual temperament, and he was a little surprised.
"Come in." Tongtong had already bowed her body to make way, then turned around and entered the room minding her own business.
"Tongtong--" he followed through the door and waited for her to sit down on the chair before he sat down next to her, "Are you not angry anymore?"
Tongtong raised her head, then lowered it again, groping for a book on the table, holding it in her arms, and then said softly: "You are here, I won't be angry anymore."
Her calm tone was not as cheerful as usual. At this time, she was so quiet that it made people feel distressed.
Huo Dongzhen's heart trembled and he opened his mouth to call her: "Tongtong..."
"Uncle Huo, don't you want to marry Fang Ziyi?" Lian Yingtong suddenly raised her head and interrupted him, her eyes fell straight on him, her lips were pursed tightly, as if she had been struggling for a long time.
Just said it out loud.
Those are a pair of beautiful eyes. Even though the eyes are blind, they don't look so crystal clear, but they are still touching.
When she looked at him, her expression was solemn, and she could clearly not see his expression, but she still refused to move away from his face even an inch, and just looked at him quietly.
"It was just you and me. If you were with her, I would be alone. Uncle Huo, I have nothing. What should I do if you don't want me?"
A tone that was almost a whisper, with a hint of sadness reached his ears, and Huo Dongzhen's heart trembled violently.
Suddenly he recalled that when he brought her back from the orphanage ten years ago, she had the same expression, lonely and lonely, with an uneasy trembling all over her body, which made people feel heartbroken.
Yes, it hurts, like being cut back and forth by a sharp knife. I want to say something, but I can't. I can only look at her eyes filled with tears and frown her thick eyebrows.
"Tongtong--" After a long while, he calmed down, reached out and tucked the loose hair behind her ears, and then said: "Just because I marry Ziyi, it doesn't mean that I want to abandon you, and,
Wouldn't it be nice to have one more person to take care of you?"
"No!" Tongtong shook her head without thinking, "I don't want anyone to take care of me, I just want you, Uncle Huo, please, don't get married, okay?"
She held his hand tightly, as if she was afraid that he would disappear if she let go. Even Huo Dongzhen was a little panicked. His heart was instantly filled with inexplicable emotions. He darkened his eyes: "Tong Tong
Hitomi, don’t be willful.”
She tried her best to suppress the emotions that were about to burst out, for fear that she would nod in agreement accidentally. However, Tongtong refused, tightly holding his arm tightly, and shook her head desperately: "No, just don't, no matter what,
I won't even allow you to marry her."
"Tongtong--" Huo Dongzhen's brows furrowed even more tightly, and her hand was tightly grasped by her. He tried to break free but couldn't, so in the end he had to put on a straight face: "Stop losing your temper, you
If you do this again, I will really get angry."
Because she couldn't see, her hearing was particularly keen. She could hear Huo Dongzhen's impatience clearly, so she was stunned for a moment, and then let go of her hand dejectedly.
"It seems that Uncle Huo really loves her..." He almost whispered, his voice almost falling into the dust. Huo Dongzhen felt sad for a while, but he tried his best to endure it, because he knew that at this time, the only way to compromise was to
It will make you feel happy.
Then, he said in a deep voice: "Yes, that's why I want to marry her."
He didn't refute, and spoke so confidently, Lian Yingtong suddenly became excited, stood up, pushed him out of the door, gritted his teeth and said: "In that case, just get married.
"
"Tongtong!" Huo Dongzhen was really angry. He tried his best to suppress his temper and tolerated her as long as he could, but this time, he couldn't bear it anymore.
As she pushed him to the door, his tone became sharp: "Am I spoiling you too much, to the point where you have become lawless? Tongtong, you have disappointed me so much."
Lian Yingtong was shaking all over, but she gritted her teeth. When she heard Huo Dongxun's words, she smiled instead: "Yes, disappointed. Since you are so disappointed, just leave me alone."
After saying that, she grabbed the doorknob and was about to close the door, but suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, which made her tremble violently.
"Well..." She couldn't help but raise her hands to hold her head, leaning against the door, shivering.
Huo Dongzhen's footsteps paused, and when he turned around, he saw that the little face as big as a palm had lost all color in an instant, leaving only fine cold sweat dripping out.
His heart trembled violently: "Tongtong, what's wrong with you?"
At this moment, he couldn't care less about being angry, so he hurriedly turned back to support her body, and bent down to ask questions with concern.
"No...it's okay...I'm on my period." She replied with a trembling voice.
Her menstrual period would always be unbearably painful. Huo Dongzhen naturally knew this, and immediately his face darkened: "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were on your period? Why are you still making such a fuss here!"
After scolding, he was about to pour hot water for her, but Lian Yingtong firmly grabbed his hand and refused to let him leave. His warm palm was intertwined with her small hand covered in cold sweat.
, her little face as pale as paper finally had a slight smile.
"I knew Uncle Huo still cared about me, I knew..."
"What are you talking about? How could Uncle Huo not care about you?" Huo Dongzhen anxiously picked her up by the waist, the urgency in his tone suddenly rising.
"Really?" Lian Yingtong raised her head: "Then can you promise me not to get married and to stay with me forever?"
Huo Dongzhen was stunned, forever?
"It seems that it can't be done!" His hesitation made her a little disappointed. She turned away and quietly wiped away the tears on her face, then raised the corners of her lips slightly: "That's right, a blind man like me can't act like a normal person.
I live like a human being, but I ask you to stay by my side. How selfish!"
A transparent smile suddenly appeared on her pale face, so bright, yet so sad.
"Actually, sometimes I think about it, for people like me, it would be better to live than die. If I die, it will be over."
Huo Dongzhen's chest felt tight and he felt like he couldn't breathe. The arms holding her tightened: "Nonsense! You've already died a hundred times. Without my consent, who allowed you to die!"
"Really?" She curled her lips, leaned into his arms, and slowly closed her eyes.
Life has no meaning to her. When her family was destroyed ten years ago, she no longer had any attachment to him. She just couldn't let him go. She just couldn't let him go.
*
Early the next morning, as soon as Cen Zhiqiao walked into Dong's door, he was stopped by a loud voice.
"Hey, look who this is!" A small paw patted her shoulder. Cen Zhiqiao turned her head and saw Tong Ling lying on her shoulder with a smile on her face, looking at her with a smile.
, eyes glowing.
Cen Zhiqiao was so frightened that he immediately reached out to knock off her claws and sneered: "This is winter, and it will take some time for spring to start."
Tong Ling was not annoyed by her making such a joke. Instead, she twisted her waist and followed her, with a wicked smile on her face.
"Hahaha, I really want to have sex, but since I sold myself to the Dong family, I haven't even had the chance to have sex. Let alone have sex, it's you, Sister Qiao, no wonder you are so interested in our company.
Those attentive men were not interested. It turned out that he had already been married to a famous woman, so he asked, "Is the guy last night the father of your handsome lemon boy?"
The gossip on his face made Cen Zhiqiao confused, "What happened last night?"
Suddenly remembering Huo Dongxuan's silver bugatti and Tong Ling's meaningful smile before leaving, her eyes suddenly widened: "Hey, hey, hey, don't talk nonsense, that's the real name.
Lord, don’t talk nonsense!”
The serious tone made Tong Ling not dare to joke again, but the spirit of gossip remained: "If he is not your prince charming, then you should tell me, what kind of person do you like?"
Well...
Cen Zhiqiao rolled his eyes on the spot: "It's not like you anyway!"
She was always more tolerant of Tong Ling than she imagined. Even if she always liked to chatter and gossip, and even if she didn't care about her work, she could tolerate it with all her strength, just because she could vaguely learn from Tong Ling.
I saw the shadow of myself when I was young, and the plum blossoms, those green years that belong to young people.
This time it was Meizi's turn to be speechless: "I'm a serious girl, okay? She's a pure girl!"
Cen Zhiqiao couldn't help laughing and curled his lips: "Then may I ask, what kind of man are you interested in?"
"Oh, why are you asking this all of a sudden?" As soon as she mentioned this, Tong Ling immediately put on a cute and cute look, blushing and squirming, which made Cen Zhiqiao feel chilled: "Don't tell me you have something special.
Fetish!"
"How is that possible!" He immediately retorted: "I just... I just think Mr. He is kind of... pretty good."
Cen Zhiqiao paused and stopped at the elevator entrance.
Mr. He...
"It seems really good..."
Almost murmuring, another face appeared in her mind. They were overlapped for a moment, and she couldn't tell them apart. It wasn't until Tong Ling's exclamation that her thoughts returned to reality.
"Mr. He!"
Cen Zhiqiao looked in her direction and saw He Yan standing behind the two of them at some point, with an expressionless face and slightly pursed lips.
"Mr. He!" Unexpectedly, she would be caught chatting. Tong Ling hurriedly said hello, took Cen Zhiqiao's hand and rushed to the employee elevator, but she heard a deep but slightly hollow voice sounding out:
"Manager Cen, come to my office later."
Cen Zhiqiao paused, and the elevator began to slowly close. That handsome face slowly retreated from sight, and finally disappeared.
[La la la, five thousand big update, the money may really come back this time, and it will be installed on the motor and finished quickly, don’t be anxious, okay~]