Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

After dinner.

Mr. Romont went upstairs to rest early.

Cheng Weijin helped sort out some things that Klande used in the castle during his lifetime.

To avoid getting emotional, she didn't let Arthur help.

After Arthur went downstairs, everyone in the living room left. Huo Minzheng was blind and couldn't do much, so he and Fu Yan went back first.

Just as he was about to turn around, he saw a person sitting on the sofa near the fireplace.

Turn your back to his direction.

With just one glance, he recognized the other person.

The back is a little stooped, not as straight as before.

Huo Chengyao stood up and walked towards the cabinet. He was holding a wine glass in his hand, but the wine inside was empty.

He put down the wine glass, looked up and found Arthur standing by the door.

"Sorry, I didn't know there was anyone here." Arthur said.

His eyes fell on Huo Chengyao's gray temples.

Huo Chengyao waved his hand and pointed to the sofa, "Sit down."

Arthur hesitated for a moment, and finally walked over and sat on the sofa opposite Huo Chengyao.

Huo Chengyao looked at the young man in front of him.

During dinner just now, he discovered that the other party was, like his son, left-handed.

He missed his son so much that his eyes stayed on Arthur for a while longer.

Ah Shi is dead.

will never return.

"Have all arrangements been made for your father's funeral tomorrow?" Huo Chengyao asked like an elder.

The words "your father" made Arthur frown slightly.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Huo."

"You can call me uncle like Ming Zheng. In fact, I have a son who is about the same age as you."

Arthur's elastic-gloved hands clenched, "I know."

Huo Chengyao talked about his son with guilt, self-blame, and pride, "Although he has done irreparable wrong things, in my heart, he has always been a good boy. From childhood to adulthood, he didn't need me to worry about him. He is smarter than others, more capable than others, and more mature than others. He went astray, and I have a great responsibility."

"So you took the blame and resigned?"

"I am ashamed of society."

Arthur said hoarsely: "Everyone should pay for the mistakes they made. It was his own choice, not your fault."

Huo Chengyao waved his hand, "From the moment I knew that he had been alienating me and just didn't want me to be too sad and didn't want to involve me, I knew how much of a failure I was. My Ah Shi, it would be great if he hadn't been sick. If I had discovered he was sick earlier, he would not have gone astray.”

He repeatedly said words of self-blame and guilt.

From beginning to end, Huo Yuanshi was never blamed.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the silent Arthur, shook his head, and sighed, "Sorry, I drank a little and talked a little too much."

"It's ok."

Arthur turned back to the housekeeper and said, "Aunt and uncle are not that fast. Let's arrange a car to send Mr. Huo off first."

The moment Huo Chengyao stood up tremblingly, Arthur stretched out his hand to give him a hand.

"Be careful."

"Thank you."

Huo Chengyao brushed Arthur's hand away.

When he went to the police station to claim Huo Yuanshi's body, he didn't have anyone to help him.

Watching Huo Chengyao walking towards the gate, his back gradually straightened up.

Arthur watched quietly for a while, then looked away.

……

Early the next morning, after Fu Yan washed Huo Minzheng's face, he personally helped him put on a black shirt.

She used to like to see Huo Mingzheng wearing a black shirt.

But today, a black shirt means something different.

When I buttoned him up again, he was very measured and didn't move around.

Huo Mingzheng's hand touched Fu Yan's hair, which was tied into a low ponytail at the back of her head.

"Rouge."

"Huh?" Fu Yan didn't even raise his head, lowering his head to button the hem of his shirt.

"My hair is down to my waist."

"Yeah." She responded.

"It's time to marry me."

The unexpected words made Fu Yan's hand fasten his buttons, and his heart felt numb.

She originally wanted to avoid Huo Minzheng's sight, but when she thought that he couldn't see him now, she looked up at him.

"You haven't even written the three thousand words of self-reflection you owe me, and you're thinking of marrying me!"

She still remembers the three thousand words of self-review.

Huo Minzheng laughed dumbly, "If you don't write it, you won't get married?"

"Don't marry."

Huo Minzheng moved his hand down, held her hand, and touched the wedding ring. "You have the ring on, you can't afford it."

Why is it so strange for such a good sentence to come out of his mouth?

Fu Yan held the ring finger of his left hand and shook it, "Who can't be trusted?"

She grabbed the ring with a lawless expression.

It was Chinese Valentine's Day last week, and she couldn't think of a gift that could make Huo Minzheng happy and make him happy for a lifetime.

The best gift she could think of was to give him a "status."

Give him complete peace of mind.

While bathing him, she quietly put the ring on his finger.

She would never forget Huo Minzheng's unrestrained smile.

At that moment, she was sure that her gift had indeed been delivered to his heart.

It turned out that it was so easy to handle Huo Mingzheng.

Huo Minzheng held her back and said, "I can't rely on you, not for the rest of my life."

Fu Yan smiled and threw herself into his arms, "When you finish writing three thousand words, we will go get the certificate, okay?"

She clearly felt Huo Minzheng's muscles stiffen.

Look, she took advantage of Huo Mingzheng again.

Huo Minzheng put his hands around her waist, lifted her up, and held her in his arms.

His chin was pressed tightly against the hollow of her shoulder.

His tight muscles gradually relaxed, and Fu Yan felt him trembling slightly, and her eye circles couldn't help but become hot and red.

Just listen to him say in a deep voice: "Aren't you trying to make me happy?"

"Can I joke about something like this?"

Fu Yan was picked up by Huo Minzheng, who was taller than him.

She lowered her head and hugged Huo Minzheng's face. When she saw the tiny light in the man's eyes, her heart couldn't help but feel sour.

He had been waiting for this day for too long.

Huo Mingzheng buried his face in the side of her neck and laughed softly, "It's a deal."

Fu Yan's hand touched the back of his head, rubbed it a few times, and said softly, "Okay."

……

While eating breakfast, Qin Heng saw the corners of Huo Minzheng's mouth curl up several times, as if he was smiling, but when he looked carefully, he couldn't see any obvious signs.

His good manners prevented him from complaining at the dinner table.

Finally, when everyone else had dispersed, he walked to Huo Mingzheng's wheelchair and asked, "Why are you smiling so lustfully while eating?"

"Is it so obvious?" Huo Minzheng asked him with a smile.

Qin Heng looked at his smile and felt a special urge to hit him.

He even wanted to scold himself for asking extra questions.

Give him a chance to pretend again.

"Needless to say, it's Fu Yan who coaxed you to your core again."

"It's different," Huo Minzheng's whole body felt like a spring breeze, "This time it's different."

"It's different from any other time."