"Love letters?" Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds and asked softly.

"Yes." Huo Jingchen replied lightly.

I want to hear her say she likes it, and I want to hear her say she loves him.

Zhao Siqing was entangled for a while, then looked up at Huo Jingchen and said softly: "I can't write ......"

Growing up, she seems to have received love letters.

Writing love letters, but never before.

Seeing that Huo Jingchen's eyes were getting deeper and deeper, Zhao Siqing hurriedly changed his words: "I... I'll try. ”

Huo Jingchen's face softened a little, and he kissed her little face lightly and whispered, "I'll come back to me." ”

Zhao Siqing replied softly, which was regarded as a promise.

After all, it's always easier to write a love letter than the mess in his head.

After grinding for a while, seeing that the time was not early, Zhao Siqing sat on his lap, turned his head to look at him and said softly: "I have to go back, you should also set off quickly." ”

Huo Jingchen didn't make a sound, holding her and not letting go.

It was true that he was reluctant to leave when she came, and she made a special trip to provoke him.

Zhao Siqing stretched out his finger and gently poked his little face: "Huo Jingchen......"

Huo Jingchen slowly opened his eyes, a little reluctant to let go of her.

Zhao Siqing breathed a sigh of relief and tidied up her clothes and hair, which were a little messy.

Huo Jingchen sent her off the plane, and Tang Zhen contacted the driver to pick up Zhao Siqing back with a lot of eyes.

"I'm going back, you pay attention to rest." Zhao Siqing spoke softly.

"Yes." Huo Jingchen stood in place, with one hand in his trouser pocket and watched her silent, his face a little condensed.

Zhao Siqing turned around, but Huo Jingchen couldn't help but reach out and pull her back, and said in a low voice: "Kiss me." ”

Zhao Siqing stared at him for a while, then stepped forward and gently dropped a kiss on his left cheek.

Who knows, before she stood firmly, Huo Jingchen leaned over the right cheek and said in a low voice: "This way." ”

Zhao Siqing couldn't help but chuckle, so he had to lightly mark it on his right side again.

Immediately, without waiting for Zhao Siqing to come back to his senses, he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips fiercely: "You are not allowed to mess with flowers and grass, otherwise I won't spare you." ”

"Let's go, it's getting dark......" Zhao Siqing urged gently.

*

After Huo Jingchen left, Zhao Siqing's life began to formalize.

Song Huaijin often negotiated with her about six years ago, but he never pressed himself to ask about the details of that year.

If she can't remember or forget, he always understates it, and he doesn't let himself think about it again and again.

Zhao Siqing also really felt because of this intersection that belonged to this man's meticulousness and gentleness.

There are all kinds of voices on the Internet, but few people have a position to openly slander and accuse her.

Life is like that sometimes, and if you are cowardly, he will become even worse.

If you are courageous, he will be forgiving.

The day after Huo Jingchen left, Zhao Siqing was invited by a middle school.

Because there was an incident in the school a while ago that the early love was found to have both wrists cut, the school thought that it was caused by the excessive psychological pressure of the students, so I wanted to hire a psychologist to give lectures to the school regularly to provide psychological counseling for children who were under increasing pressure to prepare for the exam.

Zhao Siqing was worried about losing the big order of Jinyang Group, so he put his mind on this school.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Zhao Siqing rushed to the school with millet.

It's just that it may really be that the road is narrow, so Zhao Siqing walked to the corridor and met Gu Anhui head-on.

Gu Anhui was stunned for a few seconds when she saw Zhao Siqing, and then the smile on her face turned cold a little, and her eyes became a little more ruthless: "Zhao Siqing, what are you doing here?" ”