"If I had come back when I realized something was wrong, maybe grandma wouldn't have died, and I wouldn't have missed her last time."
Huo Yao buried his head in Min Yu's neck, and his hoarse voice was full of grief that could no longer be concealed.
Min Yu tightened his arms, put his chin on Huo Yao's head, and said slowly: "It's not your fault, people are born, old, sick and die, the old lady was very peaceful when she left."
"No, you don't know that I could... If I had been earlier, maybe I would have been able to see her again, it's all my fault." Huo Yao murmured.
Min Yu's throat was sore, he just said: "Let's vent it, it won't be so uncomfortable after venting it."
Huo Yao clenched his hands tightly and leaned against his chest without saying a word.
Min Yu just stood quietly at the door with Huo Yao in his arms, as if he wasn't tired at all.
After an unknown amount of time, Huo Yao suddenly raised his head and plugged in the power card. Immediately, the lights in the room lit up, sweeping away the darkness just now.
"I'm a little tired." Huo Yao looked at Min Yu, his eyes were dull and dull, almost transparent.
Min Yu's heart tightened, he said hello, and then carried him to the bedroom.
Putting him on the bed, Min Yu pulled the quilt over to cover Huo Yao, but when he was about to get up, he was caught by the corner of his clothes.
He turned his head and saw the little girl looking at him with dazed and helpless eyes, Min Yu's heart suddenly seemed to be pricked by a needle.
He sat down by the bed again, and stroked the broken hair on her cheek with his fingers, "Sleep, I'll be here with you."
Only then did Huo Yao loosen his fingers slowly, and closed his eyes after a while.
Min Yu waited for Huo Yao to breathe evenly, then tucked up the quilt for her again, got up, and walked out of the room.
His phone was on vibrate, and someone was looking for him just now.
After walking to the outer hall, Min Yu took out his mobile phone from his pocket. It was Zhuo Yun's call. His eyes froze, and he directly pressed the call back.
Soon, the call was connected.
"What did you find out so quickly?" Min Yu said lightly.
"No, the case of Mrs. Yang at the hospital has just been collected." Zhuo Yun shook his head, and continued: "It's about Miss Huo not taking that flight today."
Min Yu walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked out at the city that was already shrouded in darkness, "What happened?"
"It is said that Ms. Huo was kidnapped before boarding the plane, which delayed her return." Zhuo Yun said quickly.
Min Yu squinted his eyes when he heard the words, "Kidnapping? Who did it?"
He said that it was impossible for Huo Yao to fail to contact him for no reason.
"I'm not too sure about this." In fact, Zhuo Yun also got the news from Cheng Ming, and Cheng Ming himself said that he didn't know the specific details.
"Have someone check it out." Min Yu's voice was a little low.
"It's been arranged." Zhuo Yun hurried back, paused, and then asked carefully: "Brother Yu, Miss Huo, is she okay?"
"The condition is a little bit bad, the funeral of the old lady has attracted people's attention." Min Yu warned.
Zhuo Yun nodded, "Okay."
Soon, the two ended the call, and Min Yu walked back to the bedroom.
The wall lamp in the bedroom was not turned off, he looked at Huo Yao, then took the laptop on the bedside table, pulled the chair next to him and sat down by the bed.
While dealing with affairs, he accompanied Huo Yao.
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Three days passed in a flash, and today is the day of the old lady's funeral.
(end of this chapter)