C109 Merry Christmas

The United States, New York.

Qiao Mo stood in front of the french window of her villa, and looked at the bright lights outside the window. She subconsciously touched the empty space on her ring finger.

Originally, there was a diamond ring on her ring finger. Once, that was the life she wanted the most.

But now, it was all over.

After Feng Che had cooked dinner, he went into his bedroom to call Qiao Mo to eat. Seeing that she was standing alone in a daze at the window, he walked over with light steps, "Xiaoxiao, it's time to eat."

Qiao Mo turned around and saw Feng Che leaning on the door.

"Brother, from tomorrow onwards, you can move back. The doctor said that my disease isn't too bad, and as long as I take medicine to control it, there won't be any problems." If you keep delaying because of me, I really will feel very guilty. "

Feng Che was not young anymore, and was one year older than Xiao Yan. It was time to get married.

Feng Che walked over and rubbed Qiao Mo's little head, "As long as your emotions are stable, this brother will be at ease."

"I'm still young, so I can wait a few more years. It doesn't matter, but you … if you keep on wasting time like this, you'll really become a leftover male."

Qiao Mo made fun of Feng Che.

Feng Che's gaze became serious, "I don't care, I'm already used to being alone. "But Xiaoxiao, you are different. You need someone to accompany you."

Qiao Mo bit her lips, slightly retracted her eyes, and forced out a smile: "There's nothing bad about being alone. To be honest, I'm a bit afraid of getting into a relationship right now."

Actually, when she was together with Xiao Yan, she hadn't really been in a relationship with him.

Other than this terrible marriage, Qiao Mo was a newbie in love.

Feng Che suddenly said mysteriously: "Tomorrow, I'll bring you to see a friend, you'll definitely enjoy getting along with him."

Qiao Mo became a little curious, "It's rare to hear you praise someone this way. Brother, why are you so confident? I would like this friend. "

"This friend is very charming and interesting. Xiao Xiao, even if you don't forget it for the time being, as long as you work hard, you won't be afraid of not being able to get out. "So, promise brother, don't just stand by and watch, okay?"

Feng Che held her in his arms and sighed softly.

Qiao Mo leaned into his embrace, and lightly nodded. "I will work hard."

— Try to learn to forget.

At noon on the second day, after Qiao Mo finished her lessons, she arrived early in accordance to the restaurant's address given by Feng Che.

It was a Chinese restaurant, quiet and friendly.

Qiao Mo sat in her seat and thought carefully about just how many people Feng Che had introduced to her as his matchmaking partner.

No matter how serious Feng Che's words were, Qiao Mo felt that the result would still be the same as before.

After waiting for around fifteen minutes, just as Qiao Mo was about to give Feng Che a call, a string of hurried steps suddenly caught her eye.

Qiao Mo raised her head and saw an elegantly dressed man enter his field of vision.

The man smiled faintly and said, "I'm sorry for making you wait so long for the first meeting."

Qiao Mo kept her phone, and across the dining table, she smelt the familiar cold scent of a man.

Qiao Mo was suddenly at a loss of what to do, she could only raise her hand and wave it at him, "Hai."

Huo Xing smiled and extended his clean and slender hand. "Hello, Qiao Mo."

Qiao Mo was startled. Before she came, Feng Che had told her about this Huo Xing's basic information.

"Hello, Mr. Howe."

There was a touch of coldness on his fingertips. It was familiar, yet also unfamiliar.

Qiao Mo suddenly asked, "Mr. Howe, the perfume you're wearing today is really very similar to a friend."

And the temperature of his fingertips.

The appearance of Huo Xing caused all the images that appeared in her mind to suddenly appear; they were all being played together with Xiao Yan.

Qiao Mo didn't know if this was an arrangement by the heavens, or if this was a special arrangement by Feng Che. Huo Xing was like a knight sent by the heavens to save her.

Even though he and Xiao Yan shared the same perfume, even though he had the same fragrance of tobacco on him, even if the temperature of his fingertips was so familiar … Even if Huo Xing and Xiao Yan had any more similarities, he would still not be her Ah Yan.

Somehow, Qiao Mo suddenly agreed to be Huo Xing's girlfriend.

The weather in New York was even more distinct than in Seahold.

Here, Qiao Mo spent the spring, summer, autumn, and winter, guarding the deepest little secret in her heart, passing winter after winter without Xiao Yan.

Feng Che was right, no one would be able to survive after leaving this place.

But Feng Che had forgotten. No matter who he left behind, he would still be able to live, but he would not be happy again.

Huo Xing was like a perfect person. When the wind blew, he would take off his outer coat and place it on Qiao Mo's shoulders, and when Qiao Mo was sick, he would ask about his safety and bring her to the hospital. He would remind her like an elder to take medicine at a timely moment's notice.

His love, was even more exquisite and gentler than Xiao Yan's, but Qiao Mo's heart, was just not moved at all.

When he breathed in the same male scent as Xiao Yan and tightly embraced her, Qiao Mo's heartbeat, as if passing through ancient times, revived.

Two years later, in New York.

Another Christmas Eve, little snowflakes falling in New York.

Couples in New York's People's Square.

Huo Xing used his cape to wrap Qiao Mo in it.

Her memories that had been sealed for a long time seemed to be suddenly opened. She remembered that two years ago, there was a person that walked in the snow with her hand in hand, but she was afraid of the cold. She also felt that it was very bitter at that time, so she begged that person to carry her.

Thus, that person carried her on his shoulder and strode through the snow.

It was very bumpy and uncomfortable to be carried on his shoulder, but she felt an inexhaustible sense of security.

Huo Xing held her tightly in his embrace, lowered his head, and leaned his chin against the top of her head. With a soft and gentle voice, he said, "From the very beginning, I knew that the reason you agreed to be with me and with me was because of the person in your heart. Mo, if I can help you out of your pain and shadow … I don't mind if I'm the replacement. "

Qiao Mo reached out and hugged onto this man tightly, "Huo Xing, thank you."

She was a bad girl, and she didn't have a whole body of love left to such a fine Huo Xing.

"Merry Christmas."

In the past two years, Huo Xing had always been by her side. Qiao Mo had never understood why Huo Xing had fallen for her.

After all, when they first met, she remembered that she was not the best at that time, or even the worst at that time.

Due to her depression and the car accident back then, her body was very weak. She was so thin that she couldn't even weigh a few kilograms. No matter how much she tried to cover up, she was still sickly.

Qiao Mo was bored into Huo Xing's chest, and asked in a low voice, "Why do you like me?"

"Probably the first time I saw you, I felt that this girl was a little interesting. No matter how much I smile at you, there are lingering shadows and sadness in the depths of my eyes. Everyone says that the kind of woman in this world who shouldn't fall in love is a woman with a story. However, I feel that a woman with a story is more worthy of being cherished. "

Qiao Mo could not resist laughing out loud in his arms.

"Then you really are quite despicable."

Qiao Mo withdrew from his embrace and turned to walk forward.

As she walked, she said, "You know, I'm only at Christmas, so I don't have any Christmas presents for you this year. How about we wait until the New Year to give them to you?"

Huo Xing quickly caught up to her and grabbed her slender wrist. He pulled her into his embrace and kissed her on the lips.

Such a light strike, yet Qiao Mo was frightened.

Ye Zichen opened his eyes wide and subconsciously pushed him away.

"Hey …"

Qiao Mo covered her mouth and looked at the lot of people in the plaza. In such an open city like New York, kissing on the streets was actually nothing much, not to mention it was Christmas. There were many men kissing on the streets even kissing on women's mouths, but Qiao Mo was completely shocked by that kiss.

However, Huo Xing did not back off. He continued to grip her wrist tightly as his eyes brimmed with laughter. "You're so awkward and shy. I would have thought that this was your first kiss."

No one knew that Qiao Mo would not receive a kiss from a man for nearly two years.

Initially, Huo Xing didn't think too much into it when he was dating Huo Xing. Since he liked this girl, he felt that it was his duty to heal her.

Feng Che had warned him before that with regards to Qiao Mo, he could not rush to win. If he was too anxious about the progress, it would be very easy to scare Qiao Mo off.

Therefore, in these two years, Huo Xing probably spent more of his time and attention on treating Qiao Mo.

It was precisely because of this thought in Huo Xing's mind that Qiao Mo's depression was well under control.

After interacting with Qiao Mo for two years, Huo Xing almost felt like she had become like a Buddha. He pulled Qiao Mo into his embrace and whispered into her ear, "I've talked about Plato's Love that I owe the Pure Heart Valley for two years. Next, should you compensate me a little?"

Qiao Mo bit her lips as her face flushed red.

However, his heart was in a state of panic.

Huo Xing looked at his wristwatch and held her hand as they walked towards the car. "It's getting late. I'll take you home."

Along the way, Qiao Mo didn't say much.

When they arrived at Qiao Mo's villa, Huo Xing stood beside the car and said, "Let's go back."

Qiao Mo walked a few steps before turning around. With pursed lips, she found it difficult to speak, "Huo Xing …"

"Hmm?" Huo Xing raised his eyebrows. "If you want me to stay the night and have a better relationship with me, I won't have any objections."

Qiao Mo clenched her small hands tightly, "I think... I need a little more time. "

Huo Xing was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, "It's alright. I'm willing to wait."

"I'm sorry."

Qiao Mo left behind the words "I'm sorry", then turned and fled.

After entering the house, she stuck close to the door and took deep breaths.

She thought she had forgotten, but why was a single gentle kiss able to bring back all her memories?

The warmth on his lips, the pressure on her lips whenever he kissed her, and. She remembered every single step he took to kiss her.

Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan...

In her mind, everything was still the same as before.

Qiao Mo helplessly squatted behind the door, covered her face and lightly cried.

In the night in New York, as the snow began to fall, it covered the entire flashy city, wrapping it up in silver.

Hai City, 9 in the morning.

Zhao Qian followed behind the tall and straight man, and quickly and accurately reported the day's trip. "At 10 in the morning, there's an hour of board meetings. It's eleven-thirty, lunch for you and your wife. At 12: 30, you have an overseas meeting with the United States Headquarters … "

With his long legs, he strode into the office.

"Why can't I remember having lunch with my wife today?"

"Eh …. It was my wife who called me this morning and said she hoped to free up an hour for you to have lunch with her at noon. I thought, since the Boss also wants to have lunch, so I agreed … "Boss, if you have any questions, I'll call my wife right now and tell her that you have other important matters to attend to."

Xiao Yan's gaze was calm, his thin lips slightly parted: "It's because I normally don't really care much about my wife, there's no need to cancel, I will make an appointment."

Zhao Qian heaved a sigh of relief. "OK."