He still refused to let her go out, whether it was to go to the studio or go out to play.
Zhao Siqing thought of the bodyguards who guarded her 24 / 7, and she felt especially depressed.
It was not that she was ungrateful and did not want these people to protect her, but she could not accept them looking at her like they were holding a prisoner.
Not to mention going to work, she even said that she wanted to see Yanran and Yang Jingqiu, but Huo Jingchen seemed to have rejected her.
This reminded Zhao Siqing of the dream. In the dream, she could only stay in the empty villa and could not go anywhere. She even had to lower herself to beg him to let her go out.
Zhao Siqing looked at Huo Jingchen and said softly, "if you are worried, can you let me go out with them and let them protect me? "
Zhao Siqing asked tentatively. She knew that Huo Jingchen was afraid that something bad would happen to her again, but she could not stay in a house like this forever.
Huo Jingchen lowered his eyes and did not say anything, but it was clear that he was not persuaded by Zhao Siqing.
After a while, Huo Jingchen said gently, "I will ask Tang Qi to bring Nalan Yanran over. "
After that, he turned and left without waiting for Zhao Siqing to speak.
Zhao Siqing stared at his back for a few seconds with a complicated look in her eyes.
She could feel that Huo Jingchen was different this time. He would rather hide from her than let her out. He was so stubborn that it made people scared.
Zhao Siqing lay on the bed slowly and stared at the ceiling in a daze. She didn't know how she could convince Huo Jingchen with his refusal to communicate.
After thinking about it for a long time, Zhao Siqing gradually fell asleep again.
This time, she didn't sleep well.
The dream that she hadn't had for a long time came again.
In the dream, it was the villa that had a similar style to the SI Yu Mansion. The bodyguards in black were almost identical to the ones in front of her. They occupied all the positions on the floor.
The only thing that could escape their sight was the bedroom.
"Huo Jingchen, my mother is sick... can I go and see him tomorrow? ''ZhaooSiqingg looked at the man in the study and asked softly.Herr eyes were still exceptionally cold.
The man sitting in front of the desk was upright. He did not even raise his head. He only said in a deep voice, "I will arrange for a doctor and an expert to go. "
Zhao Siqing was silent for a few seconds before she insisted again, "I mean, I want to see her. "
Huo Jingchen paused the pen in his hand. He slowly put it down and looked up at Zhao Siqing. His long and narrow Phoenix eyes were sharp and aggressive.
"Get out. " He stared at her for a long time before he spoke in a low voice.
Zhao Siqing lowered her eyes and stood rooted to the ground.
The scene kept changing, like a distorted time machine. In the blink of an eye, it turned into her sitting in the living room watching TV.
The TV was showing Nalan Yanran's funeral.
The news was reporting her heroic sacrifice.
In the gloomy weather, the rain continued to fall. Men and women stood solemnly on the lawn with black umbrellas. They took off their hats and saluted as they looked at the smiling woman on the tombstone.
Zhao Siqing Sat on the SOFA and watched the scene in a daze. Her face was as Pale as paper.
Yanran was in trouble. Yanran was dead.
However, she couldn't even go out for her funeral. She could only sit in the empty room and watch her leave. She couldn't even send her off for the final journey.
Not long after, Huo Jingchen came back from outside. There were still traces of rain on his body.
He turned to look at the woman who was sitting on the Sofa in a daze. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "I will settle her funeral and her family. "