Mr. He’s Daily Affections

His eyes were focused, and his face showed some deep thought.

Zhixi noticed his gaze and asked on his behalf: Ziyi, where did the cross you wear come from?

Ziyi was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to hold the small cross, with a sad expression on his face, but did not answer for a long time.

Zhixi suddenly knew what was going on. It must have been given to her by Pei Yuanchen.

She remembered that Pei Yuanchen did have the habit of wearing a cross. She once asked him, but was taken away by the man in a joke.

Thinking about it, this man fooled her in many ways.

Zhixi couldn't help but feel a little depressed when she thought of this.

He Jingyao glanced at the cross again, then looked back lightly, as if he was just curious for a moment.

He Yirong frowned and said displeasedly: Zi Yi, you don't believe in Christianity. Why are you wearing a cross? Take it off.

Ziyi's lips turned a little white, and her glass-like eyes had an extra layer of moisture.

She did not refute He Yirong, but nodded gently: Okay.

He Yirong was then satisfied: Dad is already helping you find the best husband!

Ziyi suddenly put down his chopsticks and said in a low voice: Mom, dad, brother and sister-in-law, I'm full.

After saying that, she walked down from the table first and turned around to leave.

Liu Minjun nudged He Yirong with his elbow: Didn't I tell you to stop talking?

He Yirong felt that he was wronged. He just wanted to comfort his daughter, but who knew that it would trigger Zi Yi's sadness.

He Jingyao took a sip of lemonade and put down the cup: Mom and Dad, I'm going to see Ziyi.

After saying that, he also left the restaurant.

Zhixi was surprised for a moment and then reacted.

I'm afraid there's something mysterious about that cross, and He Jingyao figured it out.

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Ziyi returned to his room, sat on a chair, hugged his knees and was in a daze.

She hadn't cried again in the past two days, but she had never been truly happy either. However, she knew that everyone in her family was worried about her, so she tried to cheer herself up, as if nothing happened to her.

But she felt empty inside.

Ziyi. A faint male voice sounded in the room.

Ziyi raised his head, a little surprised: Brother.

Yes. He Jingyao responded, Give me your cross.

Ziyi immediately held the cross, looking a little flustered: Brother, I...I just...

I'm not trying to steal your things. I'll take a look at it and return it to you right away. Seeing this, He Jingyao couldn't help but curl his lips.

Ziyi was a little embarrassed, then took off the cross and handed it to him.

He Jingyao took it in his hand and rubbed it gently.

This cross also carries Zi Yi's body temperature.

It seemed that even though she said it was okay, she still didn't really let go.

He Jingyao turned the cross over to the other side and looked at it carefully for a while, then his eyes froze again.

It seems he was right.

However, even if the reason is known, it is still difficult to handle.

He could only try his best, but he couldn't make any guarantees.

He Jingyao pondered for a moment and handed the cross back to Ziyi: Put it away properly, but don't continue to wear it.

Ziyi puffed up his cheeks and looked a little sad.

This is the only thing that Uncle Xiaobao left for her, but she can't wear it.

Everyone wanted her to forget Uncle Xiaobao right away, but...she didn't want to forget him at all.