Huo Jingchen had obviously thought of this as well, and he could not help but frown.
Xie Yumian was a good professional. In his previous life, when Qing Qing was not feeling well, he asked Xie Yumian to take care of her.
In this life, he was used to it. That time when Zhao Siqing was injured, she happened to go to Xie Yumian's hospital, so he habitually contacted her.
He thought that they would only meet once, and as long as they did not contact each other in the future, the two should not have any interactions.
He did not expect that the two of them would become friends again.
As soon as Huo Jingchen remembered that Xie Yumian was the one who gave Zhao Siqing the gun that killed herself in his previous life, he did not want Zhao Siqing and Xie Yumian to have any more interactions.
After a few seconds of silence, he said in a hoarse voice, "stay away from her. "
"Why? " Zhao Siqing stopped in her tracks and asked him softly.
Huo Jingchen fell silent again, not knowing how to explain it.
He had once thought that Xie Yumian was gentle and gentle, but he had never thought that she would end up being an accomplice to Zhao Siqing's suicide.
Zhao Siqing looked into his dark eyes and could feel his complicated emotions. She could not help but ask softly, "what's wrong? "
Huo Jingchen looked straight at her and said slowly, "nothing. "
Even though he did not want her to have too much contact with Xie Yumian, in the end, she actually hated him.
If it was not for him, she would not have chosen to die that way.
She wanted to take revenge on him and see him in agony.
He was even more afraid. No matter how hard he tried, the outcome could not be changed.
"Huo Jingchen, are you okay? " Zhao Siqing saw that he was immersed in his thoughts and asked softly.
Huo Jingchen came back to his senses. His dark eyes looked straight at her and said slowly, "I'm fine. "
*
A week later, Zhao Siqing lay down until nine o'clock before she got up.
When she got up, she saw that Huo Jingchen had just woken up. She could not help but ask gently, "what do you want to eat in the morning? "
Huo Jingchen slowly sat up from the bed. He hugged a bundle of blankets and turned a deaf ear to Zhao Siqing's words. His expression was still a little dull. It was obvious that he had not completely woken up.
Zhao Siqing could not help but laugh. She only felt that his dull look was not as cold as before. It was especially cute.
Zhao Siqing did not ask him anymore. She rummaged through the fridge and went into the kitchen. She planned to cook some tomato fat beef noodles. It would be easier to cook them together with Brunch.
She cut the tomatoes, fried them in a frying pan, and stir-fried the tomatoes. Then, she added the underwater noodles.
Not long after, the kitchen door was pushed open. Huo Jingchen got up without anyone noticing. He leaned against the kitchen door frame with his arms and watched her busy.
"Go wash up. It will be almost done in a while, " Zhao Siqing said gently.
Huo Jingchen did not say anything. After a moment of silence, he turned around and returned. A silver-gray gift box appeared in his hand and he placed it on the kitchen counter.
Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds. She turned to look at him and asked, "what is it? "
"It's for you. " Huo Jingchen paused and continued, "it's a gift. "
Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds before she slowly opened the gift box.
What entered her eyes was still a pair of ceramic cups, but it was different from the previous pair. This time, one of the two cups was painted with her abstract painting. She was wearing a pink bubble-sleeved nightgown and was holding a teddy bear in her arms. She was in a daze. The other was Huo Jingchen's abstract painting. He was wearing a blue housecoat and rubbing his eyes with one hand. His sleepy eyes looked especially cute.
Zhao Siqing took out two cups and looked at them carefully. She then realized that there were a few crooked words on the cups.