Chapter 56: It's enough to go on a journey together
Seeing off the Huo family and his party, Kurosawa immediately quickly turned back to the tea room.
As soon as he entered the door, he said behind the screen: "Little junior sister, they have already gone far." You can remove your makeup. β
Behind the screen, the sculptural figure collapsed in an instant, and a heavy exhalation accompanied by the girl's crisp and sweet voice sounded: "Ouch, it's really suffocating me." β
She took off her mask and tore off the wrinkles on her face, revealing a small face the size of a palm.
It was Wen Sinuan, who had a cunning face.
Wen Sinuan took out a small mirror from her bag, fumbled and took off the customized white makeup contact lenses from her eyes: "Senior Brother Kurosawa, this is still uncomfortable, I feel like my eyes are going to be blind." Next time I have business, I'll just bring sunglasses. β
Kurosawa chuckled through the screen, and there were a few rare wisps of banter in his calm tone: "I don't even know why you are bothering so much?
"Hey, I want to too, but my strength doesn't allow it!"
Wen Sinuan took off his white coat and sighed: "He doesn't believe in my medical skills at all now, and I will treat him directly, which will only backfire." Now, although it is a little troublesome, as long as it does not delay his physical recovery, it can be regarded as a good way. β
Kurosawa nodded: "You're right, the doctor-patient relationship without trust is the most difficult to deal with." Especially, you are still under one roof all day. β
"It's not!" Wen Sinuan took off his hat, and the falling black ponytail flicked out a neat arc.
She took out her old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses and put them on, and immediately returned to her usual childish appearance: "In short, I want to thank you today!"
"Don't say that. If you hadn't cured my mother's illness, I'm afraid I'd still be chained to my home and wouldn't even have the opportunity to come out to work, so I should thank you. β
Seeing Wen Sinuan coming out from behind the screen, Kurosawa immediately greeted him and handed her the card: "This is a gold card, there should be a lot of money in it, you must take it." β
Wen Sinuan took the card, and couldn't help frowning and sighing: "Actually, you shouldn't ask for it." β
Although it wasn't intentional, in fact, she really lied to her grandma again!
Kurosawa was relieved: "It's okay, as long as your husband's body can heal, even if they know the truth in the future, they won't blame you, they will only thank you." β
"I hope so!"
Wen Sinuan casually stuffed the card into his schoolbag, and a heartless smile appeared on his face: "Senior Brother Kurosawa, if I can't come at noon in the future, I will trouble you to do acupuncture for our family." The acupuncture point map and precautions for the acupuncture, I will send it to your mobile phone later, you can take a good look, please. β
"Don't worry, I will definitely give your Ah Ting a needle very seriously. β
Kurosawa nodded in agreement, deliberately biting the words "Your family Ting" extremely hard.
Wen Sinuan's cheeks immediately flushed.
She carried her schoolbag and waved her hand indiscriminately: "Senior Brother Kurosawa, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." Today's matter, please keep it secret for me, and invite you and Senior Brother Wang Hao to dinner another day, bye!"
Before the words fell, she had already run away.
Kurosawa looked at the back of the rabbit that fled faster than the rabbit and shook his head helplessly.
This girl is seeking medical skills up and down, and she is evasive about feelings......
......
Huo's Manor.
Outside the imposing European-style wrought-iron gate, a richly dressed woman is pacing back and forth in the shade of a tree.
Fan Sijia's new spring dress long skirt outlines the delicate figure, and the beige long trench coat is dignified and atmospheric. Her long brown hair was slightly curly, casually draped over her shoulders, swaying slightly with her steps, revealing intellectuality in elegance.
Hearing the sound of a car engine, the woman immediately raised her head, and her eyes flashed with bright anticipation.
Bai Yu sat in the front passenger seat, and saw a woman at the gate of the manor from a distance.
Tall, slim figure, hairstyle temperament and action......
They all coincided with someone in their memory.
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and as the car got closer and closer to the gate, he finally saw the face......
It's really her!
Bai Yu was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to Huo Liting and said, "Three, three Shao, look at the gate!"
He tried his best to suppress it, but his voice was still a little out of tune.
Huo Liting raised his eyes, glanced at Bai Yu coldly, and then slowly turned his eyes to look.
For a moment, his gaze froze, and an overwhelming undercurrent was set off in his deep eyes.
Countless emotions were intertwined, and his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair suddenly clenched.
The entire carriage seems to be shrouded in a layer of low air pressure.
Aunt Ding hurriedly followed their line of sight and said in surprise: "Hey, that young lady looks familiar!"
She thought about it for a while, and then she realized: "Isn't that the young lady who liked the third young master before......?"
"Song Fei'er?" said Old Lady Huo.
Although she can't see with her eyes, she has a sharper sense of subtle changes in the atmosphere around her than anyone else.
Aunt Ding nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, it's Miss Song Fei'er." I haven't seen her for a few years, and she seems to be more beautiful than before. β
Old Mrs. Huo's gray eyes turned, and her tone was cold: "Ah Ting, I remember that their whole family seems to have emigrated to settle abroad. How did you come back?"
Huo Liting came back to his senses and retracted his gaze.
He lowered his eyelids, restrained his complicated expression, and said in a cold and detached tone: "I don't know." β
Aunt Ding tentatively suggested, "Sanshao, will Miss Song come back to you?"
"No, just go in. β
The cold voice seemed to be annoying to even say a word.
The driver, Lao He, did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly stepped on the accelerator with cooperation.
As the car enters the monitoring range, the access control system that automatically recognizes the license plate number is slowly turned on.
The body drove past Song Fei'er at a constant speed.
Outside the coated glass, Song Fei'er followed the car from the moment she saw it.
As the car drove by, the hope in her bright eyes gradually condensed into a dim disappointment......
"Parking. β
The man spoke suddenly, in a calm tone that made no emotion audible, but there was no room for comment.
Lao He hurriedly braked, and the car stopped firmly in the middle of the gate.
As soon as Song Fei'er saw the car stop, her eyes immediately re-ignited.
can be automatically identified, it must be the Huo family's car.
She walked over quickly and knocked lightly on the door of the cab: "Hello, do you know where your third young master, Huo Liting, is now?"
Song Fei'er smiled, and her tone was a little eager.
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the man sitting in the back seat.
Most of the man's body is tucked into the shadows of the back row, but he can still make out the tall figure and the perfect contours of his facial features like Greek sculptures.
Song Fei'er's eyes lit up, and after being stunned for a moment, she immediately said in surprise: "Ah Ting!
The soft voice and skillful tone are the same as ever.
By the time the words fell, her eyes were already red.
Huo Liting's hand holding the wheelchair tightened.
He didn't look at her, but only ordered Bai Yu in a cold voice: "Push me out of the car." β
Song Fei'er didn't seem to notice his coldness at all, her elegant smiling eyes swept around the car, and she greeted politely: "Hello old lady!
Old Lady Huo smiled lightly and nodded in the direction of the voice.
Aunt Ding reluctantly tugged at the corners of her mouth: "Miss Song is good!"
Lao He opened the door on Huo Liting's side and put down the electric step.
Bai Yu immediately went up, unlocked the wheelchair to fix, and pushed Huo Liting out of the car.
Song Fei'er turned her head, full of joy The moment she saw Huo Liting's appearance clearly, the whole person froze: "Ah Ting, you, what's wrong with you?"
Her voice was soft, she raised her hand to cover her mouth, and her eyes fell on his lap, her face full of disbelief.
Huo Liting didn't answer, didn't even give her a look, and said in a deep voice straight into the car: "Grandma, you go back first." β
Aunt Ding looked worried and secretly tugged at the old lady's sleeve.
Mrs. Huo moved her lips, but after all, she didn't say anything, and instructed the driver Lao He: "Drive." β
The door closed, and the car started slowly and drove into the manor gate.
At the gate, Song Fei'er looked at Huo Liting's legs, and her eyes quickly reddened.
She slowly squatted down, couldn't help but stretch out her hand to his leg, and her voice was soft and concerning: "Ah Ting, what's wrong with you?"
Huo Liting drove the wheelchair, took half a step back, avoided it, and looked at her coldly with a pair of deep eyes: "It has nothing to do with you." β
Apathy, detachment, and guardedness!
Song Fei'er's hands stiffened, and a wry smile appeared on her soft goose egg face: "I really didn't know you were like this." Your mom kept saying you were fine, good and never said something happened to your leg. β
"My mother?" Huo Liting twisted his eyebrows, and his tone was a little colder.
Song Fei'er knew that she was speechless, so she quickly covered her mouth and shook her head: "No, no." β
She bit her lip, her slender eyelashes drooped, and her voice revealed helplessness and grievances: "Although I have been abroad all these years, I have always been thinking about you...... SoγThat's why I've been asking people about you.γ β
Huo Liting looked at her, and a chill appeared in his eyes.
He didn't answer, and walked straight to the manor in his wheelchair.
Bai Yu was disdainful in his heart, and rolled his eyes at Song Fei'er twice.
Scold!
Why didn't you even say goodbye when you left?
And for so many years, Sanshao's phone has not been changed, why don't you call one back and ask in person?
Song Fei'er's hand hanging by her side secretly clenched, and then suddenly let go.
She straightened up and quickly caught up with Huo Liting, her voice soft: "Ah Ting, let me help you?"
"No, I don't. Huo Liting refused indifferently.
Song Fei'er's outstretched hand froze in mid-air again.
She forced out a smile, withdrew her hand, and said angrily: "After so many years, your independent and strong character has not changed at all. β
She walked two steps quickly, side by side beside Huo Liting, and said in a brisk tone: "I still remember that when you were going to participate in a modeling competition, I said I would help you, and you rejected me like this." β
Huo Liting's hand controlling the wheelchair paused, and the speed of the wheelchair slowed down a few points.
Song Fei'er's eyes flashed with a hint of imperceptible success, and a little grievance was added to her tone: "I remember that I was sad for a long time at that time. But you didn't see it at all......"
The wind blew Song Fei'er's voice into her ears continuously.
Bai Yu followed not far behind, his face full of confusion.
This Miss Song, why is it so strange?
At the beginning, she said goodbye without saying goodbye, and she was the one who didn't hear from her, why did she say that Sanshao was sorry for her now?
And just leave, what are you going to do when you come back?
Thinking of something, Bai Yu chuckled in his heart.
I'll go, she won't regret it, she wants to come back and renew the relationship with Sanshao, right?
remembered Huo Liting's countless nights, painting her portrait alone in the study.
Bai Yu's eyebrows were about to twist together, and he secretly prayed in his heart.
Three less, three less, you are married, you must resist the temptation!
Otherwise, what can the third young grandmother do?
Although the third young grandmother is not gentle and beautiful enough, she is not one-tenth of Miss Song's appearance...... But!
But she is warm and kind, responsive to your needs, and simple-minded, much better than this Miss Song.
You've already fallen into a pit once, but you can't fall again.
......
Inside the babysitter's car.
Aunt Ding couldn't help it, and said, "Old lady, why didn't you stop the third young master just now?" That Miss Song, who has been gone for so many years and has not heard from her, and now she suddenly comes back, it looks like she is not a good person!"
Mrs. Huo leaned on the back of the chair with a calm and determined expression: "Since it was Ah Ting's decision, I think he has his own reasons." Listening to the situation just now, Ah Ting shouldn't have known that this Miss Song is back. Reunion after a long absence, the atmosphere is more cold and rusty than meeting strangers, this will not be a good meeting. β
She paused, then added, "Of course, we can't take it lightly. What do you know about the situation of the Song family?"
Aunt Ding thought about it seriously: "I heard that after Miss Song's family immigrated abroad, the family's business became bigger and bigger, and their life was stable and prosperous. Miss Song's sudden appearance this time could be because the Qingming Festival is coming, and she came back with her family to worship her ancestors?"
Old Mrs. Huo frowned slightly: "If it's just a simple ancestor worship and a reminiscence with Ah Ting by the way, then she should make a phone call first and make an appointment with a place in a dignified manner, instead of squatting at the door." β
Aunt Ding frowned: "Yes, I think so too, so I'm so worried." β
"You find someone to keep an eye on, don't let her brush up on her presence too much, after all, Ah Ting is now married. Old Lady Huo commanded in a deep voice.
Aunt Ding nodded in response: "Yes, I'll do it when I get out of the car." β
She thought for a moment and said with relief: "Old lady, don't worry too much. Although the third young master doesn't talk much, judging from the recent events, he is very protective of the third young grandmother. Moreover, the third young master has always been the most gentlemanly and well-behaved, and he should be measured. β
Mrs. Huo said abruptly: "The child I raised myself, of course I know his temperament. It's scary to be afraid that these advantages will become weaknesses for others to take advantage of. β
"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on you. β
Old Lady Huo nodded and added, "Pay attention to proportion, don't backfire, Ah Ting doesn't like to be stared at." β
Aunt Ding nodded respectfully: "Don't worry, I will only find someone to watch Miss Song, and I will not alarm the third young master." β
Old Mrs. Huo stopped talking, leaned back in her chair tiredly, and closed her eyes.
On the boulevard of the estate.
Song Fei'er reminisced about the past, and the breeze blew away those pictures one by one.
"Ting, I know you hate me, but I really don't know what to say to you except I'm sorry. β
The smile on Song Fei'er's face faded, and a sad mist appeared in her bright eyes, as if it would fall in the blink of an eye: "No matter what the reason, it was indeed me who left you first." You hate me, and you deserve it. But over the years, every time I think of you, I feel so sad. I know I'm sorry for you, and I know I've lost the best boy I've ever had in the world......"
"I'm married. β
Huo Liting stopped the wheelchair, rolled his eyes, and interrupted her in a cold voice.
Song Fei'er was stunned, her eyes were full of shock: "Really......? Okay?"
Huo Liting closed his eyes, and the corners of his lips hooked up with a sneer: "My mother didn't tell you?"
Song Fei'er's concern was fixed on her face.
Before she came back, she thought that he would hate herself, and even ignore her in anger.
But she didn't expect that he would really forget himself so quickly.
And, marry someone else!
At that time, he was obviously the only one in his eyes.
Love her, cherish her, respond to her needs, and hold her in the palm of your hand......
It's only been a few years, and he was so indifferent that he used her slip of the tongue to spare no effort to reply......
After a moment, Song Fei'er pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled sourly and aggrievedly: "Congratulations, Ah Ting!"
She lowered her head and a tear fell: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean anything else by what I said just now, I just wanted to apologize to you for the past." I'm coming back this time, and I won't stay long. Just come back and take a look, and I'll be gone in a few days. β
Huo Liting's eyes sank.
He turned around indifferently, re-drove the wheelchair forward slowly, and said lightly: "En." β
She had already lowered herself into the dust, but he was just "En", and he didn't even have a superfluous word?!
Song Fei'er was shocked and lost.
She pressed her chest, suppressing the strange throbbing pain.
The burning gaze looked at the man's resolute and upright back.
Her hands slowly slipped into the pockets of her trench coat and clenched hard.
No one spoke, and they walked slowly along the boulevard.
Shredded sunlight shone through the shade of the trees, dappling the figures of two people.
Like the snowflakes in the old movie screens, they are all defects left by immature technology.
Bai Yu followed behind, pouting in disgust.
is obviously a talented and beautiful woman, a very eye-catching pair, but the more I look at it, the worse it becomes.
It's still comfortable when Sanshao's grandmother is with Sanshao!
No matter how long the road is, there is an end.
......
The entrance of the West Garden.
Huo Liting stopped his wheelchair and said lightly: "I'm here." β
Is this an eviction order?
Song Fei'er looked at the familiar villa unwillingly, and the corners of her mouth curled into a smile: "Don't you invite my old friend to come in and sit?"
Huo Liting said calmly: "It's inconvenient. β
"Is it because of your wife?" Song Fei'er lowered her head and looked into his eyes.
Huo Liting nodded indifferently: "Yes." β
Song Fei'er pressed her heart and bit her lip shallowly.
She used to be a regular visitor here, and she didn't need to be told by a maid to go in directly.
Now, he said, because of his wife, she was not even qualified to sit in.
Embarrassment, loss, entanglement.
Song Fei'er frowned slightly, but her delicate facial features were still extremely beautiful.
She tried her best to maintain an elegant and appropriate smile, and her tone was still as clear and gentle as spring water: "Okay, I understand. Ting, I won't bother you. β
Biting her lip, tears glistening in her eyes, she quickly turned away.
That's great. It's finally time to go.
Bai Yu was secretly happy in his heart, but before he could be happy for three seconds, he saw Song Fei'er suddenly turn around again, turn back at a faster speed, and squat down beside Huo Liting.
Without waiting for Huo Liting to stop her, Song Fei'er's hand was already holding down the armrest of the wheelchair.
She looked up, her eyes full of tears, red as rabbits, but unusually determined, as if she had made great determination.
"Ah Ting, I suddenly left you back then, not because of a change of heart, but because I had no choice. Over the years, I have never forgotten you. When I dreamed back in the middle of the night, I always asked myself over and over again why I was so stupid and cowardly, and I didn't even dare to leave you a word when I left. β
Her voice was choked, but tears kept rolling in her eyes.
The whole person looks fragile and strong.
Huo Liting's eyes darkened, but in just a moment, he returned to normal: "It's all over." β
The cold voice was like an ice blade plunging straight into Song Fei'er's heart.
Shouldn't he have asked why he was forced to leave in the first place?
Shouldn't he have asked what really happened in the first place?
Song Fei'er held the wheelchair's hand, her bones turned white, but she tried to raise a smile on her face: "Yes, you're right, it's all over." But it's always me who does something wrong, and I can't let go of anything in my heart. Ah Ting, when I came back this time, I originally planned to sneak a look at you and leave, so I didn't alarm anyone. β
"But, all that flashed through my mind all the way was about our memories and the hurt I had done to you. I know, I can't do it, I can't act like nothing happened. β
She blinked, and two huge tears rolled down: "Ah Ting, you help me, accept my apology, forgive me, okay?"
The delicate and beautiful face, soaked with tears, looks more and more pitiful.
Huo Liting lowered his eyelids and said in a calm tone: "I have never blamed you, so I can't talk about forgiveness or forgiveness." Each person is an individual, and no one is anyone's private property. It's enough to go on a ride!"
He raised his eyes to look at Bai Yu not far away: "Send Miss Song out." β
He made their relationship so clean and clear!
Song Fei'er felt a chill in her heart, but she exhaled with relief on her face: "If you can think like this, that's the best." I know that you have a habit of emotional cleanliness, and I am afraid that you will keep this matter in your heart and will be uncomfortable, so I made it clear to you. Since you didn't take it to heart at all, it's for the best......"
Whether we are good or not, it has something to do with you!
Bai Yu was disdainful in his heart, but he interrupted respectfully: "Miss Song, please!"
"Good. β
Song Fei'er politely changed her tone and stood up with the handle of the wheelchair, but the eyes of the pear blossom and the rain still fell on Huo Liting: "Ah Ting, your legs are ......"
She wanted to say something and stopped, hoping that someone would take the initiative to explain.
But Huo Liting and Bai Yu didn't speak.
There is only the sound of the wind, which sweeps by irregularly.
Song Fei'er's heart sank completely.
She stretched out her hand and elegantly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, maintaining the decency and politeness of an adult on her face: "Then Ah Ting, you take care." I'll go first!"
As she spoke, she turned around, raised her head haughtily, and strode away.
The slender heels stepped on the ground, making a crisp tapping sound, from near to far behind them, and lingered for a long time.
Huo Liting sat in a wheelchair and stared at the villa in front of him.
He never looked back.
It's just that the hands hanging on their knees are clenched into fists.
On the straight trousers, there are creases of different shades