Mr. Huo is old and is at the age of enjoying the blessing of his descendants. But when he reached Huo Jinxi's generation, they are all single, and the only one, Huo Qiran, is quiet and silent. He suddenly learned that Mu Qian had a child, but died young when he was three years old. Mr. Huo was inevitably worried and couldn't help but whisper a few words.

Huo Jinxi just listened quietly and didn't say anything.

Mr. Huo sighed for a while and finally spoke again: "Forget it, don't mention this matter in the future. When it comes to mentioning it, it will only make Qianqian sad..."

"Yes." Huo Jinxi responded lowly.

"You go." Mr. Huo said, "People with Qianqian more and don't let her always think about these things..."

Huo Jinxi left Mr. Huo's room and on the way back to the room, he accidentally heard Mu Qian's voice.

The door was covered in vain, Mu Qian was reading the story to Huo Qiran, and Huo Jinxi listened for a moment, as if it was "Grimm's Fairy Tale".

But as she was reciting, Mu Qian's voice stopped, and then she said to Huo Qiran: "What's your attitude? I think I'm not good at reading it? A conscientious brat!"

Huo Jinxi pushed open the door and saw Mu Qian sitting on the bed with Huo Qiran.

Huo Qiran sat next to Mu Qian, with his head hanging down, looking in a lack of interest.

Mu Qian’s story today is indeed not very good, and Huo Qiran’s appearance is mostly due to his emotions being infected.

This child has always been sensitive and delicate in his mind. He seems to be able to easily perceive the joys, angers, sorrows, and happiness of the adults beside him, even if they are just slight emotional fluctuations.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, Mu Qian turned her head and saw Huo Jinxi. She laughed and turned to Huo Qiran and said, "Okay, your father is back. Let him read it to you. Anyway, you dislike me!"

She lifted the quilt and tried to leave, but Huo Qiran suddenly grabbed her arm tightly, as if begging her not to leave.

Seeing this, Huo Jinxi slowly walked up, took the fairy tale book from Mu Qian's hand, then grabbed Huo Qiran's hand, and then said to Mu Qian: "You go back to your room first."

"Okay." Mu Qian responded readily, touched Huo Qiran's head, and then got out of bed and left.

Even though Huo Qiran was reluctant to leave, he could only watch Mu Qian leave in front of Huo Jinxi, and then looked at Huo Jinxi.

Huo Jinxi looked at his innocent little face and said slowly: "She is in a bad mood today. You can read a book for yourself and go to bed early."

After hearing this, Huo Qiran nodded slowly after quieting for a moment.

When Huo Jinxi returned to the bedroom, Mu Qian was lying on the bed, holding her mobile phone to browse the Internet.

Seeing Huo Jinxi come in, she raised her head, raised her phone and raised her to him, "I originally planned to catch up on hot topics, but the hot topics were full of their own names. This feeling... is really funny."

After Huo Jinxi's handwritten letter was published, it successfully set off a new wave of heat on the Internet. Some netizens even compiled the storylines of the two meeting, acquaintance, getting to know each other, falling in love, and then separated due to misunderstandings and accidental separation. They went through the wind and waves, and then reunited again after going around in circles, making it completely sorted out, just like a fairy tale from a wealthy family.

Except for a few individuals, most people no longer questioned the fact that Mu Qian had a daughter without marriage, and when they mentioned the child who had lived in the world for a short time, most of them were regretful voices.

Mu Qian looked at Huo Jinxi and sincerely praised: "Mr. Huo is worthy of being a person who has seen strong winds and waves. In the morning, public opinion fermented like that. A handwritten letter turned the tide. It is definitely the best public relations method I have ever seen."

Huo Jinxi stood in the bed, threw the suit jacket he took off to the side, just looking at her, "I said, I didn't plan to act with you."

After hearing this, Mu Qian smiled slightly, but did not respond to his words, just said, "This letter is well written. If I saw it seven years ago, I would probably faint from crying."

When Huo Jinxi heard this, he did not answer, but just looked at her quietly and waited for her to speak down.

"Actually, I can't remember many things seven years ago, but today I saw that letter and suddenly remembered something again." She chuckled softly, her eyes becoming a little ethereal and ethereal, "Mu Qian at that time really loved Huo Jinxi at that time. If time could stay at that time forever, she should have loved forever..."

"What a pity..." She said this, her eyes gradually settled down and returned to calm. "Mu Qian, who used to be, is no longer there, and Huo Jinxi who used to be... She used to be the past, and she can't go back."

Huo Jinxi's eyes were as if all the light was hidden, and it was pitch black.

Somewhere in the chest cavity was tense, and it felt a slight pain while panting.

She said that it was the past and that she could not go back.

He admits.

But he would not recognize the days ahead.

"Since I can't go back, then I'll do it again." Huo Jinxi said slowly, "This life is long, and there is still time."

After hearing this, Mu Qian looked at him in a little surprised, but then laughed again.

"Impossible," she said.

"There is nothing impossible for me," he said.

Mu Qian's thoughts moved and there was a sentence that rushed to his throat and almost blurted out, and he stopped.

She still smiled, but shook her head gently.

Huo Jinxi suddenly took two steps forward, held the back of her head, lowered her head and kissed her.

Mu Qian did not resist, but just looked at him calmly, looking at this face that was blurred because he was so close.

Some people cannot see clearly when they are too far away, and cannot see clearly when they are too close. Only by putting them at a position that is not close or far away and treating them like strangers who meet by chance can they truly recognize them.

But it was too late to recognize it.

That night, Huo Jinxi slept in the bedroom, but he still couldn't sleep all night.

But Mu Qian fell asleep. Even though she experienced many ups and downs this day, she still fell asleep.

Such skills are also developed because of their career as a journalist - no matter what happens, you must rest well and only have the strength to continue fighting the next day.

She can work hard to calm down all her emotions, but she can't control her dreams.

In the dream, she returned to the age of eighteen, to the room of that year, and met Huo Jinxi that year.

He was helped by Lin Shu and returned to the room. She heard the sound behind the door of her bedroom. Even though his steps were scattered, she could hear it all at once. It was his footsteps.

Ye Jingwei has been admitted to the hospital for nearly ten days, but there is no sign of improvement.

She tried to explain to him the next night when the incident happened, but he didn't want to listen, and even said such cruel and heartless words to her, and never went home after that.
Chapter completed!