Mu Qian did not stay in Huo Jinxi's arms for too long.

The pain of the past suddenly opened up, and she finally had no way to escape, so she could only accept it.

She has always controlled her emotions well.

She quickly escaped from Huo Jinxi's arms and hurried in the chair, just looking at the big screen, allowing tears to quietly spread across the corners of her lips.

When Huo Jinxi reached out his hand to hold her again, Mu Qian avoided it quietly.

Huo Jinxi's suit and shirt were still wet on her chest, but for a few hours, she cried twice uncontrollably because of Xiaoxiao.

But he knew that it was far from enough.

Those pains of loss are either these two crying or can be vented.

After dozens of Xiaoxiao's photos and several videos were played on the big screen, Huo Jinxi pressed the pause button.

Mu Qian, who was originally focused on looking at the big screen, suddenly froze and turned to look at Huo Jinxi.

There were tears in her eyes that she could not bear enough time, but there were doubts and expectations in her eyes.

If you still have expectations, that's good.

Huo Jinxi knew that these materials could not be played until the end. Once they were played until the end, they would have ended Xiaoxiao's short life.

And as long as the broadcast has not been finished yet, and if you are still on the road to review, it seems that there is hope, just like... Xiaoxiao is still alive.

Even if you are deceiving yourself, such an illusory hope is sometimes very important.

"Let's see it next time." Huo Jinxi said slowly.

The picture on the screen stayed in a photo of Xiaoxiao eating noodles. She was eating tomato and egg noodles. Because she was not very good at using tableware, she ate half of her face and was covered with traces of tomatoes.

Mu Qian curled up in a chair, supported her head and looked at the big screen. It took a long time to say: "I want to sit by myself for a while."

Huo Jinxi's eyes were dark but ethereal, and he only answered one word: "Okay."

After saying that, he stood up, but stayed there for a while. Until Mu Qian looked up at him, he turned around and walked out.

Mu Qian turned to look at his back, and suddenly laughed in a daze.

Is this Huo Jinxi?

Seven years ago and seven years later, she had never seen Huo Jinxi like this.

A man who is so self-righteous that he is arbitrary will actually say "good" to her?

When she withdrew her gaze and looked back at the screen, she suddenly heard Qi Yuan's scream coming from outside: "Mr. Huo!"

After that, the door of the audio-visual room was closed and no other sound could be heard.

But Mu Qian still sat still and didn't move.

She looked at Xiaoxiao's little face on the screen, as if she had returned to the past, back to the years when she and Xiaoxiao lived together.

She quietly recalled the buried memories in this dark room, as if she had forgotten time.

Mu Qian didn't know how long it took, but the door of the audio-visual studio was opened again. Someone slowly walked to her side, walked to the position where Huo Jinxi had sat before, and sat down.

Mu Qian turned his head and saw Mr. Huo.

Mr. Huo didn't look at her. He just stared at the face on the screen. After a while, he sighed and said softly: "This is Xiaoxiao, what a beautiful little girl."

Mu Qian didn't answer, but tears fell again without controlling them.

Only then did Mr. Huo turn his head to look at her, raise his hand, and gently wipe the tears from her face.

Mu Qian quickly covered her eyes with her arm and tried to suppress her tears.

Seeing her like this, Mr. Huo didn't force anything. He stared at the screen for a while before slowly saying: "Modern technology is good. It can retain so many photos and videos, leaving behind those classic and interesting pictures...

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"What's good about it?" Mu Qian's voice was slightly hoarse and she responded lightly.

"Why is it not good?" Mr. Huo looked at her and said, "Like in our era, at most, it was a black and white photo with low pixels and poor picture quality, and it was not easy to save. Like your grandma, just keep it.

I have finished more than a dozen photos, and two of them are spent. Sometimes when I look at those photos, I don’t think much about her when she was young. How great is it now? I can record the video and watch it.

You can see the expressions and movements, and you can still hear the sound. When you look it out, it is like she is right in front of you..."

"But she is still gone." Mu Qian looked at the side and spoke dimly.

"But you have it." Mr. Huo said softly, "Why do you have to think about how painful it is to lose it? Think about the joys you had when you were with her, and those are what you should remember!"

Mu Qian hugged his legs without answering.

"In this life, people are always inevitably losing. Just like grandpa, who has lived at such a big age, and lovers, relatives, and friends are losing one after another. There will be regrets, but once you accept it, you will recall it.

, it is always a beautiful picture. Life is still long, you will meet many people and many things, and you may lose them one by one in the end. But before you lose them, you have truly possessed those beautiful moments belong to

You also belong to her. That should not be a regret, it should be the most beautiful memory in life."

After listening quietly, Mu Qian buried her face between her knees.

"Smile and smile, she is watching you in the sky." Mr. Huo said, "She also hopes that when she sees her mother, she always smiles, right? Only when you smile, will she smile!"

Mu Qian lowered her head and cried again.

It took a long time to calm down and accompany Mr. Huo to leave the audio studio.

When I left the video room, I found that it was already dark and she had been inside for an afternoon.

Mu Qian's handbag was still in Huo Jinxi's office, so he went to the 26th floor first.

After walking into Huo Jinxi's office, she realized why Mr. Huo appeared in Huo's family-

In the office, the doctor and nurse were there, while Qi Yuan and Zhuang Yan were waiting by the side with worry. The door of the lounge was covered in a faint manner, and Huo Jinxi should be inside.

Mu Qian didn't ask, and Mr. Huo didn't seem to be planning to tell her, but said, "Okay, you've been tired for a day, go back early to rest, I'll send you a gift."

"What about you?" Mu Qian asked.

Mr. Huo looked in the direction of the lounge, sighed slightly, and said, "I'll wait here for a while."

Mu Qian was quiet for a moment before finally asking, "What's wrong with him?"

Mr. Huo looked at her and said, "I have a fever and am injecting it. It should be nothing serious after it."

Qi Yuan was beside him. When he heard Mr. Huo answering lightly, he couldn't help but say, "Mr. Huo has been sick for three or four days and has not been properly conditioned or rested. He has just reached 40 degrees. As soon as he left the audio and video room

I fainted, and there were signs of pneumonia, and I haven't woken up yet."

Mu Qian glanced at him and said nothing.

Mr. Huo also glanced at him with some displeasure, as if he thought he was talking too much, and then said to Mu Qian: "It's okay, he is in good health, what's the big deal? You go home and rest first."

Qi Yuan was feeling aggrieved, and Zhuang Yan suddenly pulled his sleeve gently and lowered his voice and said, "What's going on? These two are going to get married soon. This is awkward. Why doesn't the old man look forward to their good luck?

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Chapter completed!