Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

Huo Yirong just stepped out of the door when he heard footsteps behind him.

He looked back and saw Song Qing who was in a hurry.

This is a strong-looking beauty who can attract the attention of most men.

After seeing the beauty for so many years, the second master also has to admit that Song Qing has a more intellectual and elegant sister-in-law, and has a unique temperament comparable to the seemingly cold but sweet and true-tempered third siblings.

After all, he was a person from a small family, and he was still surrounded by indelible personal dignity, which was different from Huo Qiang, Huo Chuan, and Huo Zhi.

That's why Huo Yirong doesn't like Song Qing very much.

He knows all the people who are skilled in the Dark Guard.

Song Qing's strength is higher than Huo Zhi, and he is even more aware of it.

But this woman is just unpleasant, guarding her stubborn self-esteem.

Since you need dignity, you will only enter the Dark Guard if you have a sick mind.

Seeing Song Qing catching up, Huo Yirong looked back and continued on.

He walked to the Roman column outside the door, leaned slightly, leaned on the column, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it familiarly, and smoked it slowly.

Song Qing stopped three steps away from him and remained silent.

She is always so quiet that she never speaks without making a sound.

Huo Yirong exhaled smog, and looked up at the woman standing opposite.

The smoke that has not yet dissipated blurred his handsome face, like a layer of mist, making it difficult to see his true expression.

Huo Yirong suddenly said: "Ten years ago, I went to the coast of Jiangcheng, and it seemed that I was playing with people.

I remember that we were received by a certain small family at the time. We met a stinky boy at the beach. The boy was like a wolf cub. If he caught a fish and let him go, he would bite anyone he saw.

I was almost bitten back then, and if it wasn't for someone following me, I might have been really injured. "

With Huo Yirong's voice, Song Qing, who was standing in the same place, was tensed, and the pair of thick eyelashes tangled uneasily.

She retorted in her heart: that net fish was her half-month income, and it was dumped into the sea, and then she would go hungry.

Huo Yirong stopped talking, took another puff of cigarette, his sharp eyes were blocked by the lingering smoke, and his facial features became blurred.

He stared at Song Qing and looked at him, then continued: "I later found out that that stinky boy was the illegitimate son of the aristocratic family who received us at that time.

I don't know what wrong I made and I was kicked out of the house. I was wandering by the sea alone, and it looked pitiful. At that time, it was not more important to do anything. In my temper now, I was beaten and thrown into the sea to fend for itself. "

Song Qing pursed her lips and retorted in a low voice, "But you rescued her and sent her home."

It was because of this that her life in the Song family was much better.

"Yes, it's also because of my tenderness and chivalry at that time, young master." Huo Yirong sighed.

The cigarette in his hand was snuffed out and thrown into the trash can beside him.

With no emotion in his eyes, he stared at Song Qing, sneering: "I thought it was a stinky boy, but I didn't expect it to be a girl."

Huo Yirong looked down, staring at the black rubber band on her wrist, the obsidian on it made a deep impression on him.

Song Qing moved her wrist, trying to hide the rubber band that was exposed at some point.

But she felt that this was too guilty, and she was tense in place, letting the person on the opposite side look at it.

Knowing that Huo Yirong had recognized her, Song Qing respectfully said: "Second Master's life-saving grace, my subordinates are grateful."

"Ah!"

Huo Yirong sneered in response to her.

The woman in front of her had an outstanding appearance and gradually merged with the stinky boy with the hairstyle of the year.

Ten years ago, Huo Yirong had all the bad tempers of young people.

At that time, the friends around me were obsessed with matters of men and women, and nine out of ten had girlfriends.

Huo Yirong also made a girlfriend with the wind, but unfortunately that woman was too clingy and ignorant, more nagging than his father and grandfather.

Many men like the dependence of little women, but he naturally hates being bullied, and it doesn't take long for him to kick the girl.

Huo Yirong, who got free agency, is about to go abroad, and he passed the bureau to go out together.

Forgetting whose idea was, the result of their final discussion was to go to Jiangcheng to play around.

Huo Yirong remembered that at that time, he still had half-length hair and a rubber band on his head, which was given by his girlfriend when he kicked it.

At that time, it seemed that someone said that he was obsessed with girls.

Huo Yirong sneered, pulled it down and threw it away.

I didn't expect to see it again after ten years, or from Song Qing's wrist.

He really didn't know whether to say Song Qing was pitiful, or that his nominal girlfriend when he was young gave him the rubber band of very good quality.

To say why Huo Yirong remembers so clearly.

It's because the obsidian on the rubber band has patterns on it.

Ten years ago, it was only a few hundred dollars, and his girlfriend shyly brought it to him. God knows how much he wanted to throw it out.

So mother's stuff, at first glance, it is for girls.

The young Erye Huo is also a master who knows how to pity and cherish jade, and he did not embarrass the other party in person.

It was the first time Huo Erye received such an unsatisfactory gift in his life.

I had long hair at the time, probably because I didn't have a rubber band on hand, so I used it hard.

Not long after he received the obsidian rubber band, he unilaterally broke up with the girl on the grounds that he was going abroad.

The two also pulled their hands and never kissed. Huo Yirong felt no burden after breaking up.

As for when he broke up, I don't remember whether the girl cried or not. At that time, he was in the excitement of being relieved that he was finally not being pushed.

Love is too tiring and too tired.

Since then, Huo Erye has been surrounded by countless beauties, and he has never fallen in love with a woman again.

Song Qing kept the rubber band given by his ex-girlfriend that he threw away, and Huo Erye felt that it was inappropriate no matter how slow he was.

Once some things involve emotional problems, it is very troublesome.

He was temporarily unsure why Song Qing picked up the rubber band, saying that he had feelings for him, and it seemed that he was not to that extent.

If it is to repay the kindness, what Song Qing has done in the dark guard in the past ten years can be regarded as dedicated.

Whatever it was for, he didn't care.

Huo Yirong walked up to Song Qing, grabbed her hand, and pulled down the obsidian rubber band.

Song Qing wanted to resist for a moment.

Thinking of who the person in front of her was, she honestly didn't move, letting the rubber band that had been kept for many years be taken off.

Huo Yirong played with the rubber band in his hand at will, the pattern on the obsidian was gone, and it was smooth and smooth, but it was a little less girly.

He asked indifferently, "Do you know who gave this to me?"

Song Qing's voice didn't fluctuate much: "I don't know."

Huo Yirong snorted lightly: "It was given to me by a woman. I haven't seen this thing for ten years. I didn't expect you to pick it up."

Song Qing pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

Huo Yirong narrowed his eyes, pulled the rubber band with both hands, and said with a chuckle, "This thing makes my eyes hurt."

"Snapped!"

The words fell, the rubber band broke.

Things from ten years ago, even if you keep them carefully, can't withstand too much force, and they will break with a little force.

The obsidian bounced off the Roman column and landed on the ground several meters away.

Song Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, but she remained motionless, like a wooden man.

Huo Yirong didn't even look at her, and threw the broken rubber band into the trash can.

He clapped his hands and said disgustedly, "Don't pick up all the rubbish, you don't think it's dirty, I'm still disgusted."

The memories that the girl was forcibly nagging in his ears back then flooded into Er Huo's mind again.

He couldn't remember the other party's appearance, and the other party's caring, whether it was fake or real, was like a nightmare to him, leaving a deep impression on him.

In addition to the care of his family, other people's concerns are ulterior motives in his view.

Song Qing's hand on his side clenched into a fist.

She swallowed her saliva, relieved her dry throat, and said in a calm and submissive tone, "I understand."

Huo Yirong lifted his foot and left, walked to the obsidian lying on the ground, and stepped on it with handmade high-end leather shoes.

The cold and ruthless voice sounded: "This thing is the most disgusting gift I received back then, but you don't think it's dirty, you still keep it.

Lord, I feel sick when I see it. You have stayed by Mrs. San Shao's side for a while. When you figure it out and want to leave Huo's house, go to Huo Qiang and tell him. "

Huo Yirong's words were too obvious.

They are all smart people, how can they not hear it.

Is it a disgusting gift, or something that was just thrown away, being hidden for ten years is disgusting.

Song Qing thought to herself, she should be disgusting, so disgusting that even the second master didn't want to watch it again.

The corners of her lips curled into a smile, the arc of sourness and bitterness.

Over the years, she had never hoped for anything, she just wanted to watch from such a distance.

As long as she doesn't leave Huo's house, it doesn't matter.

"Yes--"

Song Qing heard her answer calmly.

Her heart slowly fell, as if in anxiety, and finally waited for the end of the incident.

Such an outcome was not a big loss for her.

After all, she can still stand here.

Song Qing looked at the obsidian that had been stepped on by her shoes, and then looked at the broken rubber band lying on the trash can not far away.

Gone……

Things that had been preserved for ten years were completely destroyed in just a few minutes.

Song Qing stepped forward with stiff steps, bent over and picked up the obsidian on the ground.

She turned and walked to the Roman column, and threw what was tightly in her hand into the trash can.

Since the second master doesn't like it, it doesn't make much sense for her to keep it.

Sometimes it is very easy to give up something.

It can be hidden in the heart, something that has already taken root and is accompanied by flesh and blood, which cannot be given up.

It may be necessary to pierce the flesh with a sharp blade, dig it out alive and lose half of its life.

Of course, there is another possibility. Even if the piece of flesh and blood is dug out and discarded, it is impossible to guarantee that the newly grown flesh and blood has its own emotions.

If it is an emotion imprinted on the bone marrow, it cannot be lost even if it is broken.

Song Qing didn't know how long she stood in front of the trash can, thinking of the third master and the third young lady who were still in the house, she turned around and walked into the house with heavy steps.

A heart is still calm.

Calm enough to prepare her to be buried in the Huo family for the rest of her life.

Babies, ask for a monthly pass~~~