Chapter 452

Han Yue took a mouthful of cabbage into her mouth, chewed and swallowed: "and then? I heard that you seem to be single and abandon her? "

In Huo Jingke's opinion, Han Yue's lips are clearly hooked, but her eyes are full of deep cold. When he carefully identifies them, Han Yue lowers her head and continues to eat.

He clenched his fist shallowly: "I didn't, she's dead."

"Dead?" Han Yue suddenly looked up: "how did you die?"

Huo Jingke clenched his fist, and his face became more and more frustrated. He could see that his heart was extremely fluctuating. After a long time of relaxation, he said, "it's suicide by jumping into the lake..."

"Say yes?" Han Yue put down her chopsticks and looked unhappy: "you don't even know how she died? Are you sure that's your wife? "

"At that time, her parents didn't agree with us and proposed high betrothal gifts. I went back to Haicheng to get money. When I went back, she was gone."

Huo Jingke hugged his arm, as if it was a little cold.

Han Yue silently looked at him, and finally poured him a cup of hot water and pushed it: "drink water."

Before, Huo Ke Jing's hands were full of sadness.

So Huo Jingke's so-called wife left before she married him.

"After that, I would go to Fancheng at this time of every year for a period of time, go to her grave for a memorial ceremony and talk with her." Huo Jingke said in a calm voice.

Han Yuemo said: "actually Are you not married yet

Huo Jingke shook his head, a face of guilt and remorse: "this is my debt to her."

"So you didn't get married again?"

"No Huo Jingke shook his head: "I have been through the sea, but Wushan is not cloud. She is the only wife of Huo Jingke, all my life."

Han Yue shrugged: "well, I blame you wrong."

Huo Jingke was silent for a long time, and seemed to be relaxing. Across a table, Han Yue extended her arm and patted his drooping head, gently soothing: "it's all over."

Huo Jingke's dim look in the eyes restored fragmentary look and laughed: "I'm sorry, let you laugh."

"It doesn't matter."

"You just said you were wrong about me?" Huo Jingke asked her, "what does that mean?"

"Ah..." Han Yue pursed her bangs behind her ears: "it's not interesting. I thought you were the scum man who abandoned his wife and son."

Huo Jing Ke Leng for a moment: "why do you think so?"

Han Yue's chopsticks poked in the hand torn cabbage and looked up with a smile: "because you look like a scum man."

Huo Jingke wry smile: "have a meal, finish a meal to send you back."

"Good."

In view of the heavy topic before, the next dinner will end naturally. At 9:00 p.m., they leave the restaurant and walk to the parking lot.

On the chilly autumn streets, there are also a lot of people. Several drunken people who stagger from the side lane rush out and bump into Han Yue.

Huo Jingke quickly took her arm to protect her, which made the drunk yell.

"Cheap woman! Damned bitch! Hook up with other men! Cheap woman

Huo Jingke's eyes narrowed up, put Han Yue aside and raised his fist in the past.

Han Yue held him: "what are you doing?"

"Can't you see the fight?" Huo Jingke shakes Han Yue's arm and takes two steps.

Next came the exciting battlefield, which lasted for five minutes. Huo Jingke singled out five drunkards and beat them to cry.

The security guard of the restaurant rushed to pull him: "Mr. Huo, it's almost OK. Don't kill anyone."

Huo Jingke's eyes were red and her fists began to tremble. She pointed to several drunkards and said, "get out of here!"

Five drunk men got up from the ground and ran away.

Han Yue sighed and came over: "comfortable?"

Huo Jingke gave a sigh of relief: "go, send you home."

Later, on the way from the restaurant to Wangyue Bay, they didn't say anything more. The car went to hanyue's downstairs in silence.

Unexpectedly, Huo Jingke got out of the car with Han Yue, stood beside the car and said in silence: "Han Yue, can I hold you?"

Han Yue shrugged: "OK, uncle."

Huo Jingke stretched out her arms toward her. Han Yue went and hugged him and said in a low voice, "I'm not going to do it again, but I have to get married."

Huo Jingke laughs: "good."

Watching Han Yue's playful figure disappear in the field of vision, Huo Jingke leans on the front of the car and smokes a cigarette, then drives away.

On the balcony of the 16th floor, Han Yihong takes a casual look at the downstairs when she collects her clothes. She just sees Han Yue embracing with a man.

The distance is too high to distinguish the appearance of a man, but Han Yihong confirms that he is not Chu Mo or Wu Chenyang.

When Han Yue left, she raised her feet and looked out. The man was smoking. In the bright and dark fireworks, the outline of his facial features loomed.Han Yihong's heart was suddenly stagnant. She withdrew in a hurry and leaned against the balcony door with tears streaming down her face.

So when Han Yue came back, she couldn't find her mother anywhere.

"Mom?"

A long time from her bedroom came the response: "I went to bed, you go to bed early."

"Why did you go to bed so early?" Han Yue was a little surprised: "Mom, are you uncomfortable?"

"No

"All right." Han Yue said, "I'll take a bath first."

……

When Huo Jingke came back to the house, it was very late. After taking a bath, he saw a phone call from Huo Yunting, and he called directly.

"Third uncle." Huo Yunting is straight to the point: "you asked me to check Han Yue before, I helped you check, information sent in your mailbox."

Huo Jingke directly opened the mailbox and browsed it. No doubt he was 23 years old. He was born in Ancheng, and later went to school in Haicheng, where he went to cook technical school.

His father, Hamed, died early and grew up with his mother, Han Yihong.

The photos of the two people are clearly put in the materials, not the one engraved in his mind.

There is no other special information.

Originally, she was only 18 years old when she left. How could she have children

And there is no one in the world whose face has not changed for more than 20 years.

Where on earth did he want to go?

"I see. Please, Yunting."

Listen to his tone is wrong, Huo Yunting asked: "what's the matter, uncle?"? What's the matter? "

"It's OK. I want to start with the old things."

Huo Yunting was silent: "so is Han Yue related to old things?"

Huo Jingke grinned bitterly: "I thought it was related, but at her age It can't be. "

"In fact, feelings are regardless of age..."

"You think more about Yunting." Huo Jingke's tone was deep: "I have never had that feeling for Han Yue Besides, I promised her that I would only love her in my life, and there would be no second one. "

Huo Yunting sighed: "third uncle, you asked me to check one named Liao Hanxing before. If I guess correctly, she should be the third aunt."

Hearing this name, Huo Jingke's heart was in a moment of pain and suffocation: "cold star, cold star..."

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