612. Maybe her words are false

Huo got off the plane and went straight to the ward.

But when he stood in front of the ward door, he was a little timid.

He suddenly did not dare to face her, afraid to see her sad, afraid to see her tears.

The Adam's Apple moved, Huo Jingchen's eyes darkened, and finally pushed the door of the sick room slowly open.

When he saw Zhao Siqing, he couldn't help but froze. His heart felt like he had been stabbed with a dagger, which made him feel painful.

He knew that her condition would not be very good, but he didn't know how bad she was until he saw her with his own eyes.

The petite woman was dressed in a broad hospital dress and looked out of the window with her knees in her arms. Her clear eyes were clear and cold, without any emotion. Her eyes were empty and delicate, like a lifeless doll.

The soft hair is scattered at will, the light face is paler, and the long eyelashes are slightly drooping, like butterfly wings. It's quiet and heartbreaking.

Huo Jingchen's throat tightened. He went to the bedside and whispered, "Qing Qing."

Zhao Siqing still did not respond, a pair of light eyes looking out of the window, as if he did not hear his voice at all.

Song Huaijin looks at Huo Jingchen and simply tells him about the situation. In a low voice, he says, "don't eat, drink or talk now. You can talk with her."

"Yes." Huo Jingchen hangs down his eyes and presses down the swelling of the corners of his eyes.

After song Huaijin and Jiang Jingming left, only Huo Jingchen and Zhao Siqing were left in the ward for a while.

Huo Jingchen's line of sight swept her cheek, which was not swollen, and her eyes were dark for a few minutes. He pulled her hand and said softly, "do you miss me?"

His fingertips were cool. When he touched Zhao Siqing, she shrank slightly.

Huo Jingchen obviously didn't mean to let go, but he just grasped her hand more tightly: "Qingqing, it's me."

Zhao Siqing, who hasn't responded, finally made a move. She turned to Huo Jingchen and looked at him coldly, as if she was looking at some enemy. Her eyes were extremely cold.

Huo Jingchen's face was white with heartache, and he still held her.

His dark eyes looked directly at her and whispered, "Qing Qing, I miss you every day."

Zhao Siqing didn't make a sound. His eyes fell on his hand, trying to break away.

But Huo Jingchen was so strong that she still couldn't break away after a long time of hard work, and her eyes gradually turned red.

Huo Jingchen's heart was blocked and he couldn't speak. He was in pain and up.

Immediately he released his hand and whispered, "I've brought you a gift. Can you have a look?"

As soon as he let go of his hand, Zhao Siqing took it back and looked out of the window.

This scene makes Huo Jingchen feel sad, staring at her plain white fingertips for a long time.

The Adam's Apple moved. Huo Jingchen took back his sight and opened the present.

It's a wooden music box. He saw a craftsman making it by hand in the streets of foreign countries. That night, he learned from the man all night, and then he had time to study sculpture in the company a few days later.

He thought that she would like these delicate things best.

It's just that he didn't expect her to be what she is when he comes back.

Huo Jingchen opened the pure wooden music box and put it on the windowsill in front of her. There was a girl dancing in a skirt on the music box, rotating on it, which was very delicate.

The music of "the city of the sky" gradually flowed in the ward.

Zhao Siqing's eyelashes trembled, and gradually became a little focal length, and gradually fell on the big music box in front of him. No.1: Huo Shao, have you got enough! The latest chapter of "claw book house" is read for free at the first time.