Tác giả: Zhao Xibao Dịch máy
Huo Jingchen accompanied her to finish the water before sending her home.
The car stopped in front of Yang Jingqiu's villa. Zhao Siqing looked at the man beside her and said softly, "I'm going in. "
Huo Jingchen looked at her with his dark eyes and did not say a word.
Zhao Siqing looked away and was about to get out of the car.
However, just as her hand landed on the door handle, Huo Jingchen pulled her back into his arms. He pressed her little head against his chest with his big hand. He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "come back with me. "
Leaning against his chest, Zhao Siqing was silent for a few seconds before she said softly, "I've already spoken to my mother today. "
Hearing this, Huo Jingchen lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I can't rest assured. "
Zhao Siqing could not help but chuckle. "It's just a cold and fever. It'll be fine in two days. "
Huo Jingchen did not say a word, but hugged her even tighter.
After a while, seeing that it was snowing outside again, Zhao Siqing could not help but say, "you should go back quickly. If the snow gets any heavier, the road conditions won't be good. "
"okay, " Huo Jingchen replied faintly. He helped her to tidy up the hair on her forehead and said softly, "call me if you need anything. "
Zhao Siqing nodded and opened the door to get out of the car.
Huo Jingchen also got out of the car. He walked to her side and watched her enter the door.
Zhao Siqing turned around to look at him and smiled gently at him.
In a world filled with snow and silver, her face was delicate and pure. When she looked at him, there was a faint warmth in her eyes when she smiled.
That smile was like a snowflake or a ray of morning sun that pierced through the cold winter.
Huo Jingchen could not help but be a little absent-minded.
He thought that he would probably never forget this scene for the rest of his life.
*
When Zhao Siqing arrived home, Yang Jingqiu was reading the newspaper on the SOFA. When she heard her movements, she looked up at her and sneered, "just a few days ago, you said you didn't want to see me. Today, you're already so bored. "
Being exposed by Yang Jingqiu in such a rude manner, Zhao Siqing could not help but feel a little embarrassed.
Indeed, not long ago, she was so angry that she did not want to talk to him anymore.
But it had only been a short while, and she could not get angry with him.
"Let me tell you, a person like Huo Jingchen will never change. The more he changes for you, the more terrifying this person is. " Yang Jingqiu put down the newspaper and looked at her coldly. Her Beautiful Eyes were sharp.
Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds. She did not expect her to say this.
Yang Jingqiu stood up and said, "this can only prove that he will do anything to achieve his goal. He will tolerate what others can not tolerate and do what others can not do. He is very shrewd. "
"Mom, don't talk about him like that. " Zhao Siqing lowered her eyes and said softly.
Yang Jingqiu glanced at her and sneered, "it's up to you. If there's porridge in the pot, serve it yourself. "
With that, Yang Jingqiu turned around and went up to the second floor.
Zhao Siqing let out a sigh of relief, but she didn't have much of a reaction.
After all, she had been used to Yang Jingqiu's behavior for so many years.
She turned around and went to the kitchen to take a look. It was all plain porridge and side dishes. It was just right.
Zhao Siqing ate a little and went upstairs to her bedroom. After taking a shower, she climbed into bed and felt much more refreshed.
After hesitating for a while, Zhao Siqing sent Huo Jingchen a message: [ are you home? ]
Huo Jingchen replied very quickly: "Yes. "
Seeing this, Zhao Siqing said a few more words and then said: "eat something and rest early. Good night. "
This time, the message was like a stone sinking into the sea, no one replied.
Zhao Siqing did not care, she just thought that he was busy with something.
*
Night, 10 pm.
Zhao Siqing was lying in bed in a daze, she felt her body sink, and then she fell into a cold embrace.