Chapter 227

On hearing this voice, Xia Zhiteng stood up from the chair, "Granny Huo?"

"I'm glad you remember me." Old lady Huo's voice was elegant and noble though she was not strong enough.

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From the taxi, Xia Zhi hurried into the hospital. After finding Mrs. Huo's ward, she immediately pushed the door in.

The first thing that comes into your eyes. It's Mrs. Huo lying on her back. She is looking at her with a smile.

The eagerness to come all the way from the airport, at the moment of seeing Mrs. Huo, all turned into a touch.

That's respect for life. The remembrance of the past, the regret of all the past.

In a word, she was deeply moved. Before she could speak, she instinctively ran over and held out her hand to hold old lady Huo.

Choking, she said: "I owe you a lot of sorry."

Old lady Huo raised her hand and gently stroked her back like a comfort. Needless to say, it was enough to comfort her like an elder.

When Xia Zhi raised her head, old lady Huo had fallen asleep.

She was too tired, too much joy. It's also a kind of sweet exhaustion.

Xia Zhi sits quietly opposite the hospital bed, covering her cheek with her hands.

The more she wanted to get rid of it, the more she could not escape.

In the end, she had to face it.

Since the flight was changed, she simply stayed here for a few days to accompany Mrs. Huo. She just wanted to make it up.

In the afternoon, she went to a tea restaurant far away from the hospital and bought shrimp dumplings that Mrs. Huo liked.

After rushing back in a hurry, he pushed open the door of the ward and saw the people standing inside.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door, Huo Huaichen turned around. The sight and her instant confluence to one place.

Xia Zhi Wei Zheng, then turned his gaze away, and walked slowly down, putting the lunch box on the table.

And Huo Huaichen's vision. It's always on her.

For a moment, there was only a tiny sound from the humidifier in the ward, and both of them were silent.

Xia Zhi went to the opposite sofa and sat down.

In Huo's hall, Xiao Rui's picture of rushing to Huo Huaichen happily always stays in Xia Zhi's mind.

The bitterness of my heart. Only you know.

At this time, the space nearby is filled.

Huo Huaichen pursed his lips. Rare silence.

He thought of aunt Lan's words and Xia Zhi's pain. There is also a sensitive and considerate son who, for the first time in so many years, began to examine a problem.

Will the decision he made to vent his anger be as important as the five years she has suffered?

Huo Huaichen's eyebrows closed tightly, and the solemn atmosphere of his whole body enveloped him like haze.

Maybe it was the awakening of old lady Huo that touched him. He suddenly had a feeling. If he continues to hide, what he will get will no longer be the pleasure / feeling brought by revenge, which may be the regret of his whole life.

Huo Huaichen's eyes changed. He Shu Er gets up and grabs Xia Zhi's hand, "follow me."

Summer Zhi doubts of looking at him, until be dragged to the door by him, just take out a hand, "what's the matter?"

Huo Huaichen stood in front of the window of the corridor. Night was falling, and his vision was full of oppression.

Until then, he found that the truth is more difficult to tell than a lie.

Summer Zhi walked past, always feel he this meeting some strange, "what do you want to say?"

Huo Huaichen pursed his lips more tightly. After taking a deep breath, he turned and looked directly at her.