Xiao Yichen opened his mouth tremblingly and watched Huo tingxiao's reaction from the corner of his eye.
While Huo ting and Xiao Jun were deep and without waves, but their hearts seemed to be deeply pierced by a sharp blade, and the pain of tearing their hearts and lungs gradually spread from their hearts. "So Shen shengxia is Qin Annie's daughter, Qing Qing she... The reason why she protected Sheng Xia so much is because Sheng Xia's mother saved her with her life?"
"Yes!" Xiao Yichen said softly, "as for other things you want to know, you have to go back and ask Grandpa. I think Grandpa will give you a satisfactory answer!"
"I know!" Huo tingxiao said in a deep voice. He suddenly remembered that Shen shengxia had a very serious heart disease. Her mother saved Qingqing, which is equivalent to saving him. In the future, he will treat Sheng Xia as his own daughter.
He will try his best to cure midsummer and give her the best care.
"Yichen, I told you to find the heart source. How's it going?"
Hearing this, Xiao Yichen said in some embarrassment, "I'm afraid it's not so easy, but I'll find someone to help you pay attention, so Grandpa Huo..."
"Grandpa, I'll ask myself. You don't have to worry about it!" Huo tingxiao's handsome face was so cold that Xiao Yichen subconsciously retreated two steps. Now he dare not provoke Huo tingxiao.
He is too dangerous now!
"I know, don't worry!" Xiao Yichen answered.
"Yi Chen, I'll go back to the old house later. Go back by yourself!" Huo tingxiao said again.
"Tingxiao, you should pay attention to your speaking attitude... After all, he is your grandfather..." Xiao Yichen gently reminded, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Huo tingxiao's ink eyes suddenly sink, swallowed the words in the back of his throat, and never said anything again.
"You go back first. I want to... Accompany Qingqing!"
Xiao Yichen nodded and then left directly, but he could not help shaking his head when he saw Huo tingxiao's desolate back. What a injustice!
The most important thing for him now is to take care of Huo Qingyin. He can't take care of other things and doesn't have the ability to take care of them!
Huo tingxiao was the only one left in the cold cemetery.
He sat next to the tombstone and looked at the people on the tombstone. His hands had just clenched, his nails had been embedded in the palm, and a strong smell of blood came, but what was it?
Compared with Qingqing's injury, his injury is really nothing!
She remembered that Xiao Yichen said that Shen Qingqing had suffered a lot in prison. He must go to the prison and know those things.
I remember that the swan lake that Qingqing jumped on the stage when she was 18 was really beautiful. It was so beautiful that he couldn't forget it at a glance, but her proud hands and feet were useless.
From now on, he will never see such beautiful dancing and beautiful piano.
She once loved him so much, but in the end, there was only one sentence left, Huo tingxiao, why don't you die?
Or, Huo tingxiao, don't worry, even if I die, I will die where you can't see!
How come he never cared about these words?
Qingqing, I haven't had time to tell you that I don't care about the past. I want to start again with you!
But it's too late, isn't it?
I have done so many things to hurt you and let you bear the pain of losing your son alone. How can I have the face to tell you to do it again?
"Qing Qing, Qing Qing..."