The president has nothing left for me

Chapter 1314

In the village, Buckwheat had also seen other people die.

But there was never a time when she was closer to her side than this time, and there was no time that made her feel more deeply than this time.

That feeling is like something important has been taken away from the body, as long as I think about it, that place will be empty, unprecedentedly empty.

Old Man Qiao raised his hand and rubbed Buckwheat's hair, speaking with regret in his tone, "When he returned to Haishi, he was already dead."

When Old Man Qiao said this, he paused for a moment, and then said, "Girl, no one can save a dead person."

"But...but he's still so young, he's not yet 20 years old. Grandpa, look at him, he's no different from falling asleep." Buckwheat's tears that had just stopped began to accumulate again, "Sister Jiang Xin returned He cooks delicious meals, he..."

"So what?" Old Man Qiao interrupted Qiao Mai and said, "When the god of death wants to take a life, it never looks at how old the person is, nor does it look at whether he has any regrets. "

"No one knows which will come first, tomorrow or the accident, so cherish every day you are alive. No matter what relationship the dead have with you, the living must live well..."

"Grandpa, you don't need to comfort me." Qiaomai understood the old man's words, and cut off the old man's thoughts first. That's so important. Now that Jiang Yi is gone, sister Jiang Xin..."

"She will come out, Jiang Yi is not the only one in her life."

As soon as Mr. Qiao finished speaking, he heard a small voice behind him, apparently Qiao Mai heard it too.

When the two turned their heads, they saw Huo Yuan standing at the door in a cold state.

He was still wearing a black shirt, but there was a little dust on the shirt, a little stain on the high-end leather shoes, and a crack on his usually calm and indifferent face.

He walked in from the door, took a look at Mr. Qiao and Qiaomai, and then walked straight to the kitchen.

Jiang Xin still had the last dish left, and when she heard footsteps, she turned her head happily and called out affectionately: "Xiaoyi, wake up..."!

With the last word stuck in his throat, the joyful look on his face immediately disappeared, disappearing without a trace.

"Huo Yuan, why are you here?"

Jiang Xin's expression at the moment was as if nothing had happened. When she looked at Huo Yuan, she was even a little nervous and scared, and her hand holding the spatula was still trembling a little.

Huo Yuan was silent and didn't speak. He looked at her quietly, his eyes were as deep as the sea, as if he had a thousand words to say, and it seemed like he was looking at her for ten thousand years.

"Huo Yuan, you..."

"Jiang Xin."

Huo Yuan called Jiang Xin, and suddenly hugged Jiang Xin into his arms. He hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to melt her into his own flesh and blood.

With this operation, Jiang Xin was so startled that he couldn't hold the spatula firmly, and it fell to the ground with a bang, making a bang.

Outside the door, Qiaomai heard the movement and was about to run to the kitchen, but the old man Qiao grabbed Qiaomai quickly.

"grandfather?"

"Let's go out for a walk, don't disturb them."

"But…"

"With Mr. Huo around, it will be much better for Yu Jiangxin. No matter how cruel the reality is, every one of us alive needs to recognize the reality. Recognizing the reality requires a process, and the best promoter of this process is Mr. Huo."

Buckwheat still hesitated when he heard this, but Mr. Qiao didn't give any explanation, and walked outside while grabbing Buckwheat.

Inside the kitchen.

Huo Yuan hugged Jiang Xin for a full 2 ​​minutes, until there was a strange smell coming from the pot.

Jiang Xin pushed Huo Yuan away, "Xiaoyi's favorite food is scrambled eggs with tomatoes..."

Jiang Xin frantically went to turn off the fire, but was dragged behind by Huo Yuan, "I'll come, just stand aside."