Mr. Huo is getting older, and he is at the age where he can enjoy the blessings of children and grandchildren. However, in Huo Jinxi's generation, everyone is still single, and the only one, Huo Qiran, is quiet and silent. Now he suddenly learned that Mu Qian had given birth to a child.
However, he died young at the age of three. Mr. Huo could not help but miss him and couldn't let go. He couldn't help but repeat a few words.
Huo Jinxi just listened quietly and said nothing.
Mr. Huo sighed to himself for a while, and finally said again: "Forget it, don't mention this matter again in the future. If you mention it, it will only make Qianqian sad..."
"Yeah." Huo Jinxi responded in a low voice.
"Go ahead." Mr. Huo said, "Stay with Qianqian more and don't let her think about these things..."
Huo Jinxi left Mr. Huo's room and when he passed Huo Qiran's bedroom on the way back, he unexpectedly heard Mu Qian's voice.
The door was ajar, and Mu Qian was reading a story to Huo Qiran. Huo Jinxi listened for a moment, and it seemed to be "Grimm's Fairy Tales."
But as she continued to recite it, Mu Qian's voice stopped, and then she said to Huo Qiran: "What is your attitude? Do you think my recitation is not good? You are a heartless brat!"
Huo Jinxi opened the door and saw Mu Qian sitting on the bed with Huo Qiran.
Huo Qiran sat next to Mu Qian, his head hanging down, looking uninterested.
Mu Qian's reading of today's story was indeed not very good, and Huo Qiran's behavior was probably due to being emotionally infected.
This child's mind has always been sensitive and delicate, and he seems to be able to easily sense the joys, anger, sorrows, and joys of the adults around him, even if they are just slight mood swings.
Hearing the sound of opening the door, Mu Qian turned her head. When she saw Huo Jinxi, she smiled, turned to Huo Qiran and said, "Okay, your dad is back, let him read it to you. Anyway, you dislike me!"
She lifted the quilt and tried to leave, but Huo Qiran suddenly grabbed her arm tightly, as if begging her not to leave.
Seeing this, Huo Jinxi walked forward slowly, took the fairy tale book from Mu Qian's hand, then squeezed Huo Qiran's hand, and then said to Mu Qian: "Go back to your room first."
"Okay." Mu Qian responded cheerfully, touched Huo Qiran's head, then got out of bed and left.
Even though Huo Qiran was reluctant to leave, in front of Huo Jinxi, he could only watch Mu Qian leave helplessly, and then looked at Huo Jinxi.
Huo Jinxi looked at his innocent little face and said slowly: "She is in a bad mood today. Read a book by yourself and go to bed early."
Huo Qiran listened, and after a moment of silence, he nodded slowly.
When Huo Jinxi returned to the bedroom, Mu Qian was lying on the bed, browsing the Internet with her mobile phone.
Seeing Huo Jinxi come in, she raised her head and raised her phone to him, "I originally planned to review the hot topics, but my name was all on the hot spots. This feeling... is really funny."
After the release of Huo Jinxi's handwritten letter, it successfully set off a new round of heat on the Internet. Some netizens even used his letter to describe how the two people met, got to know each other, fell in love, and then separated due to misunderstandings and accidents. They each went through ups and downs.
The story line of twists and turns and reunions is completely sorted out, just like a fairy tale of a wealthy family.
Except for a few individuals, most people no longer questioned Mu Qian's birth of a daughter out of wedlock, and when they mentioned the child who had briefly lived in the world, most people expressed regret.
Mu Qian looked at Huo Jinxi and praised sincerely: "Mr. Huo is indeed a man who has seen big storms. In the morning, the public opinion was so fermented that a handwritten letter turned the tide. It is definitely the best public relations method I have ever seen.
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Huo Jinxi stood on the bed, threw aside his suit jacket, and just looked at her, "I told you, I have no intention of acting with you."
After hearing this, Mu Qian smiled slightly, but did not respond to his words. She just said: "This letter is very well written. If I had seen it seven years ago, I would probably have fainted from crying."
When Huo Jinxi heard this, he didn't answer. He just looked at her quietly, waiting for her to say more.
"Actually, I can't remember many things that happened seven years ago, but when I saw that letter today, I suddenly remembered some things again." She smiled softly, and her eyes became a little ethereal, "The Mu Mu at that time
Qian, I really loved Huo Jinxi at that time. If time could stay at that time forever, she would love her forever..."
"What a pity..." As she said this, her eyes gradually calmed down and became calm, "The Mu Qian of the past is no longer here, and the Huo Jinxi of the past is no longer here either... The past is the past, and we can't go back."
Huo Jinxi's eyes seemed to have hidden all light and were completely dark.
Something in the chest was tight, and there was a dull pain between the gasps.
She said that the past is the past and there is no going back.
He admits it.
But in the days to come, he didn't recognize it.
"Since you can't go back, then start over." Huo Jinxi said slowly, "This life is very long, and there is still plenty of time."
After hearing this, Mu Qian looked at him slightly surprised, and then laughed again.
"No way." she said.
"Nothing is impossible here with me," he said.
Mu Qian's thoughts moved, something came to her throat, and when she was about to blurt it out, she stopped.
She was still smiling, but shook her head slightly.
Huo Jinxi suddenly took two steps forward, held the back of her head, lowered his head and kissed her.
Mu Qian did not resist, but just looked at him calmly, looking at the face that was blurred due to the close proximity.
Some people cannot be seen clearly when they are too far away, and they cannot be seen clearly when they are too close. Only by placing them in a position that is neither near nor far away, and treating them like strangers who meet by chance, can we truly recognize them.
But by the time he realized it, it was already too late.
That night, Huo Jinxi slept in the bedroom, but still stayed up all night.
Mu Qian fell asleep. Even though she experienced many ups and downs this day, she still fell asleep.
This kind of skill is also developed through my career as a journalist - no matter what happens, you must always rest so that you have the strength to continue fighting the next day.
She can try to calm all her emotions, but she can't control her dreams.
In the dream, she returned to the time when she was eighteen years old, returned to the room of that year, and met Huo Jinxi of that year.
He was helped back to the room by Lin Shu. She heard the sound behind her bedroom door. Even though his steps were frivolous and messy, she still heard them immediately. Those footsteps belonged to him.
Ye Jingwei has been hospitalized for nearly ten days, but there is no sign of improvement.
She tried to explain to him the second night it happened, but he was unwilling to listen, and even said such cruel and heartless words to her, and never came home after that.
Until today, the night before she was about to leave the Huo family for the United States.