Ding Han was also startled, yes, how did she know? After two seconds of silence, he smiled awkwardly and said, "I guess, you just asked me to help you put on the necklace?"
Huo Jibai nodded, "Yes, is that okay?"
"Okay." Ding Han said and stood up, came to Huo Jibai, and took the necklace from his hand. I don't know whether it was out of curiosity or for other reasons, but she really wanted to see the small group photo in the pendant. She thought in her heart and mouthed I couldn't help but say, "Can I see the photo in the pendant?"
As soon as I said it, I felt it was inappropriate, "If it's inconvenient..."
"Okay." Huo Jibai looked up at Ding Han. It was the first time he saw her so close. She really looked exactly like her mother. Even the small, less obvious mole at the corner of her mouth was in the same position.
Even twins couldn't be like this. Huo Jibai increasingly believed that Ding Han was his mother.
He stared at Ding Han momentarily, not wanting to miss any trace of her expression when she saw the group photo.
Ding Han touched the heart-shaped pendant in her hand, feeling inexplicably soft in her heart. The familiar feeling became stronger at this time, as if she had seen this necklace countless times.
With this inexplicable feeling, Ding Han slowly opened the heart-shaped pendant. When the small group photo inside appeared in front of her, she felt dizzy and a stabbing pain in her head.
Ding Han held his forehead with one hand and placed the hand holding the necklace on the table.
Huo Jibai hurriedly stood up and supported Ding Han, "Secretary Ding, what's wrong with you?"
Ding Han's face turned pale, and his brain hurt so much that he couldn't even speak. He just shook his head. After a burst of heartbreaking pain, something seemed to pour out of his brain.
Many strange and familiar scenes were coming toward her like a flood, and she was completely overwhelmed.
My head hurts to the point of exploding.
There were so many pictures that they all passed by before she could see them clearly, and her whole body seemed to be overwhelmed by something.
Ding Han could hardly stand.
Huo Jibai helped her sit down on the chair and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Do you have a headache?"
When Ding Han was suffering from severe pain, he saw the handsome young man in front of him and felt extremely friendly. He almost subconsciously said, "Xiao Bai..."
Huo Jibai's heart was filled with ecstasy, and he looked at Ding Han excitedly. The 18-year-old boy's eyes instantly turned red, and he asked with a trembling voice: "You...remember me?"
Ding Han frowned and was about to say something when the door of the box was pushed open from the outside.
Huo Jibai raised his eyes and looked at the door, "Fifth Uncle..." He stopped talking the next second because the person who came in was not Huo Yanqing but the waiter.
The waiter came to the table with a tray in his hand and said with a smile: "Our hotel is having an event today, and you will receive free dessert after spending 500 yuan or more."
Huo Jibai's heart was tied to Ding Han at this moment. He just hoped that the troublesome waiter would go out quickly and nodded, "I understand."
Ding Han felt her head hurt less. She had been immersed in her own thoughts, slowly digesting the information that came to her mind.
The waiter placed the desserts in front of Huo Jibai and Ding Han, then stood aside and said in a gentle tone: "Please taste."
"You go out, we will eat by ourselves later." Huo Jibai said impatiently.
There was a hint of guilt in the waiter's eyes, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Our store manager said that we must hear customers' comments about the dessert. If you don't like this taste, we can change it for you at any time."