Sweet wedding kiss, Mr. Huo’s most cherished treasure

Huo Tingsen sighed, "It's okay if you can try. What I'm afraid of is that Ran won't even let us try."

"Third Master," Taoshan hesitated, Huo Tingsen looked at him, "What do you want to ask?"

Momoyama pursed her lips and said, "Besides that incident, was there anything else that happened when Ran was 13 years old? Some small things also count."

Huo Tingsen squinted his eyes, and his thoughts slowly returned to four years ago. That day, the weather was bad and it was snowing heavily. He sent A Ran to the piano class. A Ran kept chattering along the way. The little guy was very happy because that day he solved the problem solved a difficult math problem.

Ah Ran likes numbers, and he has done so since he was a child.

Later, the snow kept falling, and blood was sprinkled on the white snow. He protected the child, who lay in his arms and gasped for fear, and his tender palms were stained with blood.

The memory stopped suddenly, and the breath around Huo Tingsen became normal and sharp, "No!"

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The next day.

Huo Ran got up early in the morning and as soon as he opened the door, he saw his mother-in-law standing in front of him, who had been on a business trip for a week.

Xu Yu smiled and gave his son a loving hug, stood on tiptoes and rubbed his thick short hair, "Baby, do you miss your dear mother?"

Huo Ran curled his lips. This happened many times, and every time his mother said the same thing: "Do you miss your dear mother?"

His mother loved to laugh and was always happy. Huo Ran also always loved to smile in front of Xu Yu.

"I wonder, mother, should you hug your dear husband now?" Huo Ran said with a smile.

Xu Yu was wearing a down jacket, his hair was a little messy, and he looked dusty. He must have just gotten off the plane early in the morning.

Xu Yu curled her lips. The reflection of her son in her eyes was small. She still remembered that when Ah Ran was first born, he looked like a little monkey. In the blink of an eye, the child had grown into a handsome boy.

"Okay, then I'll go see my dear husband." Xu Yu patted Huo Ran on the shoulder, "He's too tall, even my mother can't reach him."

Huo Ran bent down and said, "You can take the photo again."

Xu Yu smiled and patted his shoulder again, "Okay, I'm going to see your dad. There is a gift for you downstairs. Go take a look."

"Well, thank you Mom."

After Xu Yu entered the master bedroom, Huo Ran went downstairs.

The maid was packing Xu Yu's suitcase. Xu Yu's gift to Huo Ran was specially taken out and placed on the table, a camera.

Huo Ran pursed his lips, picked up the camera, and looked at it for a while. He put the camera back in its place, and his phone vibrated in his pocket. Huo Ran took out his phone and opened WeChat. All of them were unread messages from Ji Chu.

[Brother Ran, Brother Ran, go read today’s headlines. ]

[Stop looking! I'll tell you directly. ]

[Shen Tingyu is dead! ]

[That's the transfer student in our class, the girl who was often bullied by other girls. Brother Ran, you probably don't remember her. She died in the alley we entered yesterday. ]

[I heard that she was already out of breath when she was found. Brother Ran, we are so good as classmates, why not go to her house and have a look! ]

There are a lot of words below. Huo Ran didn't finish reading. His phone was thrown on the table. Huo Ran put his hands on his knees. He lowered his head, and the figure who disappeared in the alley yesterday kept appearing in his mind.

No wonder they look familiar, it turns out they are classmates!

Huo Ran grabbed his hair with both hands. His teeth were chattering and his body was even trembling slightly. He remembered four years ago and the premeditated murder. At this moment, he seemed to see blood all over the ground again.

Huo Ran closed his eyes. He could no longer control his body.

The servant noticed his trembling and asked worriedly, "Young master, are you okay?"

"It's okay!" Huo Ran said suddenly. He stood up with scarlet eyes. Huo Ran glanced at the servant beside him coldly, "Don't tell your parents."

After saying that, Huo Ran went upstairs. His back was unsteady, as if he was deeply afraid of something.

Back in the room, Huo Ran squatted on the carpet. The boy dialed Huo Qingchen's phone with trembling fingers.

The phone was placed next to the bed, Huo Ran held his forehead with one hand, the heater was on, and he was wrapped in a black down jacket.

His lips turned white and his eyes were fixed on the screen of his mobile phone.

After a few busy signals, a gentle and low voice came from the phone, "Ah Ran?"

"Brother, it's me." Huo Ran's teeth were chattering. Huo Qingchen noticed something strange about him almost immediately, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? What happened to you, Ah Ran?"

Huo Ran clenched the phone with his knuckled fingers. He almost trembled when he spoke the next words, with deep fear and despair in his voice, "Brother, four years ago, that day..."

"Ah Ran, stop talking!" Huo Qingchen interrupted, "It's all over, Ah Ran, don't be afraid, I will fly to China this morning. When I get home, you can talk to me again, okay? Ah Ran." Burn."

"No!" Huo Ran lowered his head, the corners of his eyes were red, "Brother, you must listen to me, that day... I saw my father fall down after being shot, and I saw the man who shot my father, his... finger There is a small cigarette butt scar on it, brother, daddy... daddy died that day!"

Huo Ran continued, his eyes were red, and the string in his head had been tightened to the extreme. There was only one last step left before the string would snap.

"Brother, today my... classmate died. Yesterday... I saw her. If I had walked along the alley yesterday and found her, she would not have died. If four years ago, I would not have let my father send me away. If I go to piano class, my father won’t die. Brother, I’m so sad, please come back.”

"A Ran, this is not true. This is just a knot in your heart. Listen to your brother, stop thinking about it, be obedient, and wait for me to come home."

Huo Qingchen spoke hurriedly, but Huo Ran's voice was no longer on the phone, leaving him with eternal silence.

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The New Year has just passed and there is no breath of spring in the air. Huo Ran and Ji Chu played games all night last night and slept until noon today.

After Huo Ran got up, he put on a black down jacket, took his mobile phone and prepared to go out.

Huo Tingsen and Xu Yu have been very busy in the past few days. Chu Yi went to Ludao to accompany their two elders years ago. Huo Qingchen went to Lan Palace two years ago and has not returned to China for a long time.

Huo Ran went downstairs, thinking that he was still the only one at home. Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the corridor on the second floor, he flashed downstairs from the corner of his eye and saw a familiar figure sitting on the sofa.

"Brother!" Huo Ran shouted from the second floor. The boy held the railing with both hands and leaned forward slightly, with a smile on his lips. Huo Qingchen looked up and smiled, with a gentle voice, "Get up, come downstairs. .”

"Well." Huo Ran walked down and walked to the sofa. He looked at Huo Qingchen with surprise in his eyes, "Why did you come back suddenly? Did you tell your parents in advance?"

Huo Qingchen smiled, rolled up the magazine in his hand, and tapped Huo Ran on the head, "Have you finished your winter vacation homework? You're taking care of my business!"