Jiang Jingming drove Zhao Siqing all the way back to Yang Jingqiu's place. Before he got off the car, he stopped Zhao Siqing.
Zhao Siqing turned to look at him. Jiang Jingming was silent for a few seconds before he said softly, "Jingchen is serious about you. "
Zhao Siqing was silent for a few seconds before she slowly said, "a good person's life is peaceful. "
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When Zhao Siqing reached home, Yang Jingqiu was reading a newspaper in the living room. She glanced at her and did not make a sound.
Zhao Siqing only felt exhausted and dizzy. She did not have the energy to deal with her anymore.
After taking a quick shower, she climbed into the quilt and planned to sleep.
On the other side, Huo Jingchen and the others had been working with the police station to find out Chen Shixiong's whereabouts.
However, Chen Shixiong was a sly old Fox. Since Lu Ming Mountain escaped, very few people had seen his tracks.
They were busy until three o'clock in the morning before the group dispersed.
Huo Jingchen sat in the car back home and looked at his phone absentmindedly. He opened Zhao Siqing's number a few times, but he didn't make a call.
He wanted to talk to her, but he didn't know how to face her interrogation.
Huo Jingchen felt an unspeakable frustration in his heart when he thought of her increasingly frequent dreams.
After staring at his phone for a long time, Huo Jingchen suddenly remembered the gift he threw away. After a moment of silence, he looked at the driver and said in a low voice, "go back to the Bai Le Palace. "
"Yes. " The driver replied and quickly turned the car around.
The car drove for nearly half an hour before it slowly stopped at the main entrance of the Bai Le Palace.
Huo Jingchen quickly found the trash can that he threw away his gift in after getting out of the car. Unfortunately, a few of the trash cans had already been emptied. There was no trace of the box at all.
Huo Jingchen kicked the trash can in frustration. He couldn't help but think of the scene when he turned around and saw Zhao Siqing.
She must be very sad and disappointed.
Huo Jingchen returned to Zhao Siqing's rented house. The lights were still on at three in the morning.
On the table was a table of cold food and a birthday cake that had not been opened yet.
Huo Jingchen sat in front of the table and gently opened the cake box. He saw a little prince dressed in blue with a crown on his head standing on the cake. Beside him were a few crooked words written in colorful cream.
"I am three years old this year. "
Looking at the words on the cake, Huo Jingchen could not help but laugh out loud. The corners of his eyes were sore.
He closed his eyes. He could imagine how busy she was in the kitchen. He could even imagine how shy and expectant she was when she was choosing the cake.
But Qing Qing, I am really too afraid.
I would rather live in the illusion of self-deception forever than let that day repeat itself.
Just think of it as my cowardice and selfishness. I don't have the courage to bear it again.
Huo Jingchen sat in front of the table for a long time until the sky was slightly bright. He turned around and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Then, he changed into clean pajamas. After carefully washing his hands, he put a candle on the cake and lit it.
The dancing candlelight was accompanied by the morning glow in the sky, and it was a brilliant scene.
Huo Jingchen carefully put on his birthday hat, put his hands together, closed his eyes, and made a serious wish.
He hoped.. That she would always be by his side.
After a moment, Huo Jingchen slowly opened his eyes, blew out the candle, cut the cake for himself, and ate a lot of food.
The food was already cold, but he seemed to not feel it at all.
Huo Jingchen ate, put down his chopsticks, and lowered his eyes to cover the swelling of his eyes.
His eyelashes were covered with a layer of moisture, and he felt as if his heart was stuffed with something. It was as if there was nowhere to put it, empty and Sour.