"Love letters?" Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds and asked in a low voice.

"Yes." Huo Jingchen gave a faint reply.

Want to hear her say like, want to hear her say love him.

Zhao Siqing tangled for a while, looked up at Huo Jingchen and said softly, "I can't write..."

From small to large, she seems to have received love letters.

I've never written a love letter before.

Seeing Huo Jingchen's eyes more and more dark, Zhao Siqing quickly changed his way: "I I'll try. "

Huo Jingchen's face relaxed a little, kissing her face gently and whispering, "I'll come back and give it to me."

Zhao Siqing gave a gentle reply, which was a promise.

After all, it's easier to write a love letter than the mess in his head.

Dawdle for a while, see time already not early, Zhao Siqing sits on his leg, turn head to look at him to whisper a way: "I have to go back, you also set out quickly."

Huo Jingchen didn't say a word. He held her and didn't let go.

He said it was true that he was reluctant to leave when she came, but she came to tease him.

Zhao Siqing put out his finger and poked him in the face: "Huo Jingchen..."

Huo Jingchen slowly opened his eyes, some did not want to let go of her.

Zhao Siqing breathed a sigh of relief and arranged his clothes and hair.

Huo Jingchen takes her off the plane, while Tang Zhi contacts the driver to pick up Zhao Siqing.

"I'm back. Take a rest." Zhao Siqing spoke softly.

"Yes." Huo Jingchen stood in place, with one hand in her trouser pocket, watching her silent and her face a little condensed.

Zhao Siqing turns around, but Huo Jingchen can't help but reach out and pull her back, whispering: "kiss."

Zhao Siqing stared at him for a while, leaned forward and gave him a kiss on his left cheek.

Who knows, she just stands firm, Huo Jingchen then put right cheek also close to come over, low voice way: "this side."

Zhao Siqing couldn't help but chuckle, and had to stamp on his right side again.

Then, without waiting for Zhao Siqing to come back to his senses, he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips: "no philandering, or you will not be spared."

"Come on, it's dark..." Zhao Siqing urged with a warm voice.

*After Huo Jingchen left, Zhao Siqing's life began to go into normal.

Song Huaijin would often negotiate with her six years ago, but he would never force him to ask all the details of that year.

If she can't remember or forget, he always takes it lightly, instead of letting himself think it over and over again.

Zhao Siqing is also because of this intersection to really feel, belong to this man's meticulous and gentle.

There are many voices on the Internet, but few people have taken a stand to denounce her.

Sometimes life is like this. If you are cowardly, he will make it worse.

If you are brave, he will be tolerant.

The day after Huo Jingchen left, Zhao Siqing was invited by a middle school.

Because there was an incident of double wrists cut off after the early love was found in the school a few days ago, which led the school to think that the psychological pressure of the Department students was too high, so it wanted to hire a psychological doctor to give lectures to the school regularly, so as to conduct psychological counseling for the children who had more and more pressure to prepare for the examination.

Zhao Siqing is worried about losing the list of Jinyang group, so he focuses on the school.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Zhao Siqing and Xiaomi arrived at the school.

It's just that maybe it's really a narrow path for enemies. Zhao Siqing walked into the corridor and met Gu Anhui.

Gu Anhui saw Zhao Siqing for a few seconds, then the smile on her face was a little bit cold, and her eyes were also cruel for a few minutes: "Zhao Siqing, what are you doing here?"