Zhao Siqing laughed coldly, the corners of her eyes slightly swollen. "You might as well kill me with one shot. If Huo Jingchen knew that I took his child and left with another man, he would definitely not let me off. "
If he knew, he would definitely be so angry that his nose would go crooked.
Then, he would torture her with a dark face, and wait until she was bullied and cried before he would comfort her with a soft voice.
In short, he was the good guy and the bad guy.
Hearing her words, Li Feihuan's eyes darkened and he said slowly, "is he that good? "
Zhao Siqing lowered her eyes and a teardrop hung on her eyelashes. She said softly, "He is not that good. He is overbearing, stubborn, unreasonable, and unreasonable. He is imperfect and has many problems, but he is him... "
A man who had waited for him for two lifetimes, a man who was so stupid that he would rather take tranquilizers and valium than hurt her, and a man who had suffered alone for years because she wanted him to live in pain.
He could not give her all the love in the world, but he gave her all his love.
Whether it was in her past life or this life, she had always understood his reluctance to speak, his carefulness, his joy and expectation, and his deep love.
It was just that they were too proud and stubborn, and they did not know how to love.
The gap was too deep, and it was difficult to overcome.
Fortunately, there was finally a chance to start over.
Zhao Siqing did not believe that this was the end of their life. She would not believe it.
Li Feihuan wanted to say something more, but he suddenly fell silent when he looked at the woman.
He actually knew that no matter what he said, she would not go with him.
She must not know that when Huo Jingchen was mentioned, there was a dazzling light in her eyes. It was so gentle that it was like the morning sun shining on the earth, with a hint of indulgence and indulgence.
The room fell silent for a moment. Only the television was still reporting the whole story of Huo Jingchen's suicide.
After a long silence, Zhao Siqing gradually calmed down. She looked at Li Feihuan and said softly, "I want to go to his funeral. "
Li Feihuan said plainly, "there are too many people and too many eyes. It's not suitable for you to appear there. "
"I'm Huo Jingchen's woman. Why can't I appear there? " Zhao Siqing retorted with a sharp tone.
Li Feihuan looked at her in silence.
Zhao Siqing slowly relaxed and said softly, "I only stood in the crowd to take a look. You once promised me that you would agree to one condition, no matter what. "
She once saved his life, although she never wanted him to repay her.
But she also remembered that Li Feihuan said that he owed her one.
Seeing him mention this, Li Feihuan slowly lowered his eyes. His expression did not reveal much of his thoughts. After a while, he slowly said, "okay, I'll bring you there that day. "
Seeing that he finally nodded, Zhao Siqing could not help but heave a sigh of relief.
After all, she had never seen through Li Feihuan for so long.
If he really denied it, there was nothing she could do.
After Li Feihuan left the room, Zhao Siqing hugged the pillow and leaned against the Sofa in a daze again.
Huo Jingchen committed suicide.. Huo Jingchen committed suicide?
Ha, what a ridiculous joke!
How could a person like him commit suicide... ...
Zhao Siqing closed her eyes gently, but she could not help but think of what he had said before, that even if he died, he would die with her and be buried together with her.
Thinking that he might be buried together with a wild woman who appeared out of nowhere, Zhao Siqing's tears fell, and she sobbed, "if you dare to be buried with another woman, I'll never speak to you again! "