Chapter 442 unhappiness

Zhao Siqing was stupefied and was about to say something.

Outside the window, a large number of fireworks exploded, drowning her voice.

After the fireworks, Huo didn't ask again.

Zhao Siqing thought about it, and Wen Sheng asked, "what about you? What do you want?

Huo Jingchen's eyes were dark, silent for a while and said slowly, "I hope you will always like me."

His voice is low, in the quiet night with light expectations, but also inexplicably sad.

Zhao Siqing was silent for a while, and Wen said, "but in this world, no one will like who forever."

"I will always like you." Huo Jingchen spoke slowly, his eyes dim.

Listening to his words, Zhao Siqing was in a trance.

*Not long after

years, it's Valentine's day.

Huo Jingchen did not contact her or appear in front of her except for her endless confession on the new year's Eve.

Zhao Siqing has to admit that she thinks of him a little.

On this day, Zhao Siqing gave everyone a vacation early, packed up his things and planned to go home early.

Just to go out, he saw a man who had not seen for a long time in a black coat leaning lightly against the car to smoke, and his black eyes looked directly at her.

Zhao Siqing stood in place and watched him lose his mind.

In fact, even if he had said it definitely before, Zhao Siqing thought that they probably were no different from him.

Seeing her standing still, Huo Jingchen went up and rubbed her head: "how, I don't know."

Zhao Siqing returned to his mind. His eyes were a little sore. He said softly, "bad guy."

Huo Jingchen lowered his eyes and held her tightly in his arms without making a sound.

Hearing the faint cold fragrance on his body, Zhao Siqing reached out to hug him gently.

"What would you like to eat?" Huo Jingchen's big hand tightly clasps her small hand and gets on the bus together.

"Cantonese food, a little lighter." Zhao Siqing thought about it, and Wen Sheng began.

Because there are many people and the food is very slow, what Huo Jingchen rarely has no privilege, but accompanies Zhao Siqing to wait all the time.

It seems that as long as this is the case, his time with her will become longer.

After dinner, the night scene on the street is good.

Winter snow has basically smiled, the street full of roses and dolls, vendors and vendors, a bright light in the spread of bustling, reflecting the couple's smiling faces.

Because this side is not far from Yang Jingqiu, Zhao Siqing plans to walk back.

Huo Jingchen protected her on the inside of the road, holding her hand more silent than before.

Zhao Siqing turned his head to look at him. There was a lot of blood in his eyes. At present, there are also two pieces of grey. After hesitating for a while, he asked softly, "do you always have a bad rest?"

Huo Jingchen raised his eyes and looked at her with gentle eyes: "it's OK, except for thinking about you."

Apart from thinking about you like crazy, everything else is really OK.

Zhao Siqing couldn't help but ask, if you really miss her, why don't you find her?

But at the end of the day, she asked nothing.

She looked at him and whispered, "where do you live now?"

The house she rented, she went back once, and he didn't seem to live there any more.

"South garden." Huo Jingchen spoke in a low voice.

Zhao Siqing was silent, but did not speak.

She knew that there was his villa in Nanyuan, and she had been there.

Before long, Zhao Siqing saw a cartoon balloon that would glow in the street. There was a transparent film on the outside, and there was her favorite corney rabbit in it. She stopped to look at Huo Jingchen and said softly, "I want that."

Huo Jingchen looked along her line of sight and said in a deep voice, "I'll buy it. Don't run around."