He stared at the wrinkled area of Song Yaoyao's arm. When he hated Song Yaoyao before, he always felt that she was a crybaby. It was only later that I realized how terrible preconceived prejudice is, and it may even make people miss many, many things. She is not crying, she is afraid of pain.
Such a big piece, how painful it is.
Seeing that Huo Ningxi reacted so strongly, Huo Tian wanted to explain embarrassingly, but was cut off by Song Yaoyao.
"careless."
"How could you be so careless? What did the doctor say, will there be scars? Uncle, he—" Seeing Song Yaoyao's slightly indifferent eyes, Huo Ningxi suddenly woke up, and he smiled wryly, "I'm sorry, I talked too much."
With my uncle's thoughts on Song Yaoyao, he should be the one who hurt her the most.
"It's okay, thank you for your concern." The atmosphere was a bit awkward, Song Yaoyao nodded, "Then you are busy first, remember to eat later, this is your home, you can do whatever you want, I will go back to my room to rest first."
"Okay, I know." A little smile appeared in Huo Ningxi's eyes, and he answered seriously, watching Song Yaoyao leave.
Huo Tian always thought he was weird, especially when dealing with Song Yaoyao, he was not indifferent at all, and even a little cautious.
She asked sympathetically, "Brother Ning Xi, did your uncle do something to you too?"
"What?"
"Just those things! In fact, the wound on Song Yaoyao's arm was burned because she helped me. I am very grateful to her and feel guilty. But my uncle is always fierce, so I dare not approach her. In case I get hurt again, my uncle can't kill me?" She said aggrievedly about how Huo Yunque threatened her last night, and said that if Song Yaoyao dared to hurt her, he would put her face in the frying pan. Give it to Huo Ningxi.
Huo Tian thought that after finishing speaking, Huo Ningxi would resonate. Unexpectedly, when she said that Song Yaoyao was injured because of her, Huo Ningxi's eyes turned cold.
When she finished speaking, Huo Ningxi suddenly looked at her, and said without beginning and end: "It's a pity."
The door rang and closed.
Huo Ningxi's figure disappeared in the corridor, Huo Tian touched the cold back of her neck, a little at a loss.
I don't know if she was thinking too much, why she always felt that what Huo Ningxi said was a pity, but she was actually saying that it was a pity that the injury was not on her body.
"This is..."
Huo Tian wanted to look up to the sky and sigh, what is this all about! !
Are these people all crazy? ! !
In the Huo family, it is really very difficult to stay awake and not be a Song Yaoyao.
She must persevere and must not be assimilated! ! Huo Tian raised her fists! !
Everyone is drunk and I am sober, Ollie! !
Then turned around, Huo Tian knocked on Song Yaoyao's door, "Open the door, little aunt, it's me!!"
Song Yaoyao's distant voice came from behind the door, "Not here."
Huo Tian: "Oh..."
Wronged.
During dinner, Song Yaoyao found that Huo Ningxi hadn't left yet.
Seeing Huo Yunque sit down, Huo Ningxi began to report the latest work progress to him, Huo Yunque tapped the table with his fingers, "Don't talk about these things while eating."
Huo Ningxi nodded, "Yes."
The meal was very quiet, only Huo Tian frequently looked up at Huo Yunque and Huo Ningxi, feeling that there seemed to be an undercurrent surging between them. She was careful, for fear of affecting herself.
Looking at Song Yaoyao again, she was enjoying the service of the man beside her, and she looked like she was staying out of it, which almost drove Huo Tian to death.
At the same time, she was still sour.
She thought that Huo Yunque would die alone, but she didn't expect him to be so flirtatious when he talked about love.
At this moment, a face appeared in Huo Tian's mind, her little face was slightly red.
But thinking of the last time outside the hospital, he looked at her with strange eyes, as if he had never seen her before, which made Huo Tian a little sad.
After the meal, Song Yaoyao went out for a stroll to digest food. Usually, at this time, Huo Yunque should be with her. But today, after dinner, the two of them went upstairs to the study.
Song Yaoyao walked around with small steps alone.
Huo Tian followed behind her, his eyeballs rolled around, hesitant to speak.
"Just say what you want, are you a thief?"
Follow her secretly, thinking that if you don't make a sound, she won't be able to find her
The Huo family's genes are so good, why didn't they pass them on to her
Huo Tian puffed up her cheeks, puffed her chest out, walked up to Song Yaoyao's side, and walked side by side with her, pretending to ask unintentionally, "Where's your brother? You're all injured, so he won't come to see you?"
Song Yaoyao looked at her suspiciously, "He comes whenever he wants, whether he doesn't want to, why are you asking about this?"
"I..." Huo Tian blushed, turned away angrily, and raised her voice to hide her embarrassment, "I'll just ask!"
"oh."
Huo Tian dodged her eyes, but she still pricked up her ears to eavesdrop. As a result, Song Yaoyao stopped talking after uttering the word.
She shook her little hands, moving while walking, wearing a set of light green home clothes, as tender as a junior high school student.
"That's it??"
Huo Tian was about to die of anger, what she wanted to hear was not this at all! She wanted to know more about Song Wenchuan, and it would be even better if she could have his contact information.
"That's it."
if not
What happened to Song Wenchuan before was too special, but now Song Yaoyao already knew that her brother would never appear in Song Wenchuan's body again, so she didn't tell anyone about it.
Of course, she could realize that Huo Yunque should have realized the strange situation on Song Wenchuan's body.
Huo Tian didn't expect Song Yaoyao's physical strength to be so good. She thought Song Yaoyao was just walking around the door to digest food, but she watched her go farther and farther, round and round, like a spinning top.
In the end, I still had the energy to go to the greenhouse and cut some flowers to bring back.
After walking with Song Yaoyao for a long time, she was as tired as a dead dog, but in the end, she didn't get any useful information, and Huo Tian was so angry that she wanted to cry.
After returning, Song Yaoyao sat on the sofa and said to Huo Tian, "It's time to apply ice."
She rested her arms lazily on the arm of the sofa, like an old Buddha.
Huo Tian took a deep breath, "Okay."
Upstairs, the study.
Huo Yunque sat under the lamp, leaning on the armchair. His legs were gracefully crossed, his elbows rested on the armrest, and he hung his head lazily flipping through the documents in his hand.
The voice is clear and clear, giving people a refreshing coolness at night.
Huo Ningxi stood quietly, listening to Huo Yunque unhurriedly pointing out the problems in his work.
Even if he didn't want to admit it, he had to accept that Huo Yunque was much, much better than him, and had already reached an unattainable level.
The glasses framed on his tall nose, and the lenses were coated with a layer of fine light and shadow by the lamp, making it impossible to see the emotions in his eyes.
"Okay, you go out."
Huo Yunque closed the document with a 'slap', took off his glasses, pinched the center of his brows, and nodded.