章節 216: I Will Change Chapter 215

作者: Zhao Xibao 機器翻譯作品

After saying that, Zhao Siqing closed the medicine box and planned to return to the bedroom.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Huo Jingchen reached out and pulled her into his arms. His voice was Hoarse. "I thought you would never speak to me again. "

Zhao Siqing's eyelashes trembled slightly. She turned to look at him and said softly, "I don't really want to. "

Huo Jingchen's lips moved slightly. He said slowly, "No. "

Zhao Siqing did not say anything. Huo Jingchen's dark eyes looked straight at her. He said again, "He wants to take you away. "

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds. She looked at him and said gently, "he doesn't want to take me away. He's just treating my wound. "

Huo Jingchen was silent for a few seconds. His gaze fell on her arm, and his gaze was deep.

He said slowly, "I don't like it. "

He knew better than anyone what Lu Qian's gaze on her meant. He was coveting her!

He didn't like Lu Qian treating her well, and he didn't need it!

The moment he saw him treating her wound, he wished he could remove the gauze on her arm and wash the medicine off her wound!

He didn't want anything to do with Lu Qian on her body!

But he knew that he would definitely scare her.

She would definitely think that he was a lunatic, an unreasonable lunatic.

Huo Jingchen forced himself to look away and looked at Zhao Siqing. He said in a hoarse voice, "are you still unable to forget him? "

Zhao Siqing frowned slightly She said softly, "If you are referring to memories, then I have indeed not forgotten him. Every person who has appeared will exist in our memories. As time passes and the memories fade away, they will gradually be forgotten. "

Lu Qian had indeed appeared in her life for many years. She could not pretend that this person had never existed.

Huo Jingchen's heart was filled with bitterness. He was so jealous that he was going crazy.

His gaze turned cold. He looked straight at her and said in a hoarse voice, "So, you want to reconcile with him? "

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds. She did not expect that he would think so, even though it was just a simple encounter.

Zhao Siqing could clearly feel that his large hand on her waist was gradually tightening, strangling her until she could not breathe.

She came back to her senses. She looked at him and said softly, "No, I have never thought of reconciling with him. "

Huo Jingchen clearly did not believe her. He stared at her for a long time and said slowly, "really. "

"Yes, really, " Zhao Siqing said gently.

Huo Jingchen's expression finally eased a little after receiving a positive answer.

He lowered his eyes slightly and did not make a sound.

She would not understand. Whenever she thought about the time she spent with him, she would be so jealous that she would go crazy.

Zhao Siqing reached out and gently brushed away his hair. She said gently, "Huo Jingchen, you can't keep clinging to the past. If you keep clinging to the past, you will miss out on the present and the future. "

Huo Jingchen remained silent, his gaze a little absent-minded.

Zhao Siqing's gaze fell on his face, and she sighed softly.

The man in front of her seemed to be more complicated than she thought.

She actually couldn't tell how she felt about him.

It was just that it seemed that all of her bottom lines and tolerance towards him were a little more than others.

She didn't even seem to dislike and dislike his touch so much, but she actually wasn't very clear if this was love.

However, Zhao Siqing was very clear that his love was too oppressive.

She was afraid that if she really got together with him, his love would suffocate him.

But, would she be able to escape unscathed now?

Huo Jingchen keenly sensed her thoughts. The corners of his eyes were slightly red, as if he was trying his best to hold it in. He said in a low and hoarse voice, "I will change, but don't think of leaving me behind. "

Zhao Siqing looked up at him. She could feel the slight trembling of his hand that was tightly holding her.