He couldn't figure out why Zhao Siqing often dreamed.

But now, Hua Qingshan's words give him the answer.

The only variable in this year and in the past is him.

Think of the time when she began to dream, not long after he reappeared in her life.

Hua Qingshan saw that he was silent and said slowly, "memory is a wonderful thing. Even if you forget it, you will feel it if you touch it frequently."

Huo Jingchen's lips are light and tight, without making a sound.

Is it really because of his presence?

But even if you feel something, can you feel the past and the present?

Huo Jingchen wants to convince himself that this is not necessarily the case, but he is a living example, and Qing Qing is not necessarily the exception.

A few minutes later, Huo Jingchen slowly opened his eyes. The long and narrow Phoenix eyes were dark red. He looked directly at huaqingshan and wiped the black and white: "there is a way for her to never remember."

Hua Qingshan thought for a moment, and slowly said, "there is nature. There are laws to follow whether it is modern medicine or ancient secret methods."

Huo Jingchen's lips are light and his eyes are deep, as if he is thinking about something.

If Qing Qing will never remember the past life, then everything can come back.

At the thought of this, Huo Jingchen could hardly control his impulse to do so.

As long as she never remembers.

As long as he works harder.

Is everything going to go on like this.

"Huo Jingchen, I am a living person, not a puppet."

"When will you learn to respect my ideas?"

"You are a selfish, ruthless lunatic."

……

Her words, one by one, came to mind uncontrollably.

Huo Jingchen's big hands were tightly clenched into fists, with blue tendons on the back of his hands, and a pair of long and narrow Phoenix eyes were dark and dark because of his strong restraint and forbearance.

She would not like him to do so.

He can't be like he used to be.

Huo Jingchen's throat knot moved, his voice was obscure, and he said in a deep voice, "thank you very much."

Hua Qingshan heard his intention of seeing off guests, and then he got up and said, "look at Mr. Huo's face. He has headache and heart disease. You need to pay less attention, calm your heart and take good care of yourself."

Huo Jingchen's lips are light and tight, without making a sound.

He was afraid that he would change his mind as soon as he spoke.

Hua Qingshan shook his head, sighed and turned away.

After he left, Huo Jingchen slowly opened his eyes.

The impetuous depression in the bottom of his heart piled up into a mountain, which made it difficult for him to vent.

His eyes were red and he was stifled.

For a few minutes, the evil in Huo's eyes was gone.

He leaned on the back of the chair and slowly lowered his eyes. His heart hurt badly.

He just gave up a chance to be with her forever, he gave up a chance to get her forever!

Huo Jingchen hates himself.

He should ask Hua Qingshan for a way He should be asked for a way.

Huo Jingchen's eyes drooped over the pain of the bottom of his eyes. He did not dare to think about it. He did not dare to think about where he would go if one day she really remembered everything?

Huo Jingchen kept himself in his office for a long time. Near noon, he got up and walked to the huge floor to floor window, overlooking the city.

Now?

Now what to do.

Do you think you should not appear in front of her frequently?

So that she can remember more slowly More slowly

Then she could smile at him a little more, a little more.