Chapter 417: Note Lonely Life

Jiang Jingming was stunned for a few seconds, but he didn't expect her to ask such a question.

He was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "I don't know. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing didn't ask any more, and Jiang Jingming said, "What are you doing here?" ”

Zhao Siqing said softly: "I'm just thinking... Could Huo Jingchen want to break up with me? ”

Jiang Jingming was stunned for a few seconds this time, and then said, "What do you think, it's impossible!" ”

"But as you saw just now, he doesn't really want me to come. It's just that I can't figure out why anyone can come to his birthday, but he doesn't want to see me. Zhao Siqing spoke softly, staring directly at the empty window, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jiang Jingming frowned, and he didn't know how to answer.

Huo Jingchen's mind has been heavier than others since he was a child, and even after so many years, he often can't see through what he is thinking.

But he and Huo Jingchen have known each other for so many years, and they still understand what kind of attitude he has towards Zhao Siqing.

Halfway through the car, Zhao Siqing suddenly found that his mobile phone had fallen in the box, and hurriedly asked Jiang Jingming to turn the head of the car.

Jiang Jingming sneered coldly while slamming the steering wheel: "I said you have a long head to look good?" ”

"I don't have a head and I look good." Zhao Siqing retorted softly.

Jiang Jingming sneered: "You are confident." ”

Zhao Siqing didn't have the heart to argue with him, and continued to look out the window in a daze.

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On the other side, Huo Jingchen smoked a cigarette before turning back to the box.

The gift left by Zhao Siqing was quietly placed on the round table, the dark blue gift box, and the packaging was delicate and beautiful.

Huo Jingchen sat on the sofa and looked at the gift box and lost his mind, his fingertips trembling lightly and slowly falling on the gift box.

It was a gift from her.

It was her birthday present to him......

But even if Huo Jingchen told himself again and again, the scene of that night still appeared uncontrollably in front of him.

It was also a gift box wrapped in dark blue, and she was also wearing a white dress.

But after all, under his full expectation.

She gave him a gun.

It was her death.

The sound of gunfire swept over the memories and came in a torrent.

Huo Jingchen slowly withdrew his hand, and what changed in front of him alternately was her appearance in a pool of blood.

He lowered his eyes slightly, but could see that her face was getting paler and more transparent.

The red blood couldn't be stopped, overflowing from his fingers, trickling continuously, shocking.

She gave him a shallow smile, as if she could finally be freed.

Huo Jingchen's eyes were wet, and he touched his heart with one hand, only to feel that it was painful and difficult to breathe.

Qingqing, you are really cruel.

He told himself again and again that everything had started over, but the more he told himself like this, the more he couldn't distinguish between falsehood and reality, between this life and past life.

Huo Jingchen slowly opened his eyes, his eyes fell on the gift box in front of him, and his eyes were dark red.

After a few seconds, he grabbed the gift box tightly and turned to leave the box.

Song Huaijin was stunned for a few seconds, frowned and hurriedly followed.

Huo Jingchen walked all the way to the trash can downstairs, and the big hand holding the gift box slowly tightened a little, as if he was reluctant and difficult to choose.

Thinking of the scene when she died in her arms, Huo Jingchen lowered his eyes, threw the gift into the trash can with a 'bang', and did not hesitate.

Song Huaijin chased out and saw this scene, frowned and reminded: "The gift was given by Zhao Siqing." ”

Huo Jingchen pursed his lips lightly, lowered his eyes and said slowly: "I know." ”

He could live without a birthday present for the rest of his life, but he wanted her to live for the rest of his life.

Huo Jingchen retracted his gaze and planned to leave.

Only when he turned around, he was stunned.

Zhao Siqing stood a few meters away and looked at him distractedly.