Huo Jingchen obviously thought of this as well, and couldn't help frowning.

Xie Yumian's professional level is good, and in the past few years, Qingqing's health was not good, so he mostly asked Xie Yumian to help take care of him.

He is also accustomed to it in this life, and that time Zhao Siqing was injured and happened to go to the hospital where Xie Yumian was, so he habitually contacted her.

I thought it was just a meeting, as long as contact was avoided in the future, the two should not have any intersection.

Unexpectedly, the two became friends again after going around and around.

As long as Huo Jingchen thought that the gun that Zhao Siqing committed suicide in his previous life was given by Xie Yumian, he didn't want Zhao Siqing and Xie Yumian to intersect again.

After a few seconds of silence, he said in a hoarse voice, "Stay away from her." ”

"Why?" Zhao Siqing stopped and looked at him and asked softly.

Huo Jingchen fell silent again, not knowing how to explain.

He once thought that Xie Yumian was gentle and supple, but he never thought that she would eventually become an accomplice to Zhao Siqing's suicide.

Zhao Siqing looked at his dark eyes, could feel his complicated thoughts, and couldn't help but whisper: "What's wrong?" ”

Huo Jingchen looked at her with dark eyes and said slowly: "It's nothing." ”

Even though he didn't want her to have too much contact with Xie Yumian, in the final analysis, she actually hated him.

If it weren't for him, how could she have chosen to die that way.

She wanted to take revenge on him, she wanted to see him in pain.

He was even more afraid that no matter how hard he tried, the outcome could not be changed after all.

"Huo Jingchen, are you okay?" Zhao Siqing saw that he was immersed in his thoughts and spoke softly.

Huo Jingchen came back to his senses, looked at her with dark dark eyes and said slowly, "It's okay." ”

*

A week later, Zhao Siqing lay down until more than nine o'clock before getting up.

After getting up, seeing that Huo Jingchen had just woken up, he couldn't help but say softly: "What do you eat in the morning?" ”

Huo Jingchen slowly sat up from the bed, holding a quilt, deaf to Zhao Siqing's words, his expression was still a little sluggish, obviously he had not completely woken up.

Zhao Siqing couldn't help but smile, only to think that his dull appearance was not as cold as before, but extremely cute.

Zhao Siqing didn't ask him again, flipped through the refrigerator and entered the kitchen, planning to cook some tomato fat beef noodles, and solve it together for breakfast and lunch, which would save trouble.

She cuts the tomatoes, fries them in the pan and stir-fries them to bring out the juice, and then adds the underwater noodles.

Not long after, the kitchen door was pushed open, Huo Jingchen didn't know when he got up, leaning on the kitchen door frame with his hands in his arms and watching her busy.

"Let's go wash up, it'll be almost good in a minute." Zhao Siqing spoke softly.

Huo Jingchen didn't make a sound, he was silent for a while, then turned around and folded back, with an extra silver-gray gift box in his hand, which was placed on the kitchen counter.

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds, then turned his head to look at him: "What is it?" ”

"I'll send you." Huo Jingchen paused and continued, "Gift." ”

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds, and slowly opened the gift box.

In my eyes, it is still a pair of ceramic cups, but unlike the previous pair, this time the two cups, one of which is painted with her abstract painting, wearing a pink puff-sleeved nightdress, holding a doll bear, stupid. The other is an abstract painting by Huo Jingchen, wearing a blue home suit, rubbing his eyes with one hand, sleepy eyes, which is particularly cute.

Zhao Siqing took out the two cups and looked at them carefully in his hands, only to find that there were still a few crooked words on the cups.