Kiss!Play heartbeat!Mr. Huo broke the precept and pestered her to coax her

If this is the case, then counting the time, Huo Xizhou may have been... cremated and buried by now.

Every time she thought about it, Qiao Zheng's heart was pierced by a knife, and her emotions collapsed several times. She wished she could set off now and return to Tongcheng as soon as possible.

However, she was weak and her fetus had been showing signs of miscarriage, so she suppressed the pain and thought of other ways.

After much deliberation, Qiao Zheng chose to contact Shen Mo. He is Huo Xizhou's friend and should know something.

Qiao Zheng started calling Shen Mo's phone call, but no one answered it for a long time.

After persisting for a few days, Shen Mo finally answered, with a rare indifference and alienation in his voice: "Miss Qiao, what's the matter?"

Qiao Zheng was mentally prepared for this. Huo Xizhou's death...was closely related to her.

Even if Shen Mo scolded her, she deserved it.

So Qiaozheng closed her eyes, clutched the phone tightly, and her finger bones turned pale: "Doctor Shen, I just want to ask, Huo Xizhou..."

"Miss Qiao, please forgive me for anything about the third brother... I have no comment!"

Before Qiao Zheng could finish her sentence, Shen Mo interrupted her and gave a strong response.

This made Qiao Zheng suffocate. She leaned on the hospital bed and stroked her lower abdomen: "Dr. Shen, I know, I am sorry for him... You are his friend, so you must also blame me."

Shen Mo didn't speak, nor hung up.

After a moment of silence, Qiaozheng held her breath and concentrated, and asked cautiously: "But I beg you, just tell me, is he... buried now?"

After she finished asking, Shen Mo was also silent for a moment.

"Miss Qiao, this time, you are really wrong."

When she spoke again, Shen Mo's tone was indifferent, and she couldn't hear any obvious accusations, but it made Qiao Zheng's heart palpitate: "Yes, I was wrong, I was so wrong... and I paid such a big price!"

Huo Xizhou died and disappeared from this world. She will never...see him again.

This kind of price is what she thinks of again and again, and she can't bear it again and again.

"Perhaps, you and third brother... really didn't fit together, that's why we ended up like this."

Shen Moruo didn't seem to sigh, didn't say anything more, and resumed his initial attitude, refusing to give her an answer: "Miss Qiao, let it be, the third brother is gone, it's meaningless for you to care about his affairs. "

"It's time to stop here between you and him."

After a few words, Qiao Zheng heard the meaning, and Shen Mo was trying to break her thoughts.

"Little Moon's illness, I promised third brother, I will find a way to treat it as much as possible...Miss Qiao, take care of yourself in the days to come, goodbye."

After saying this, Shen Mo hung up.

Unlike Gong Xiu, Shen Mo has always been tolerant, and now he is showing such an attitude, it is undoubtedly Huo Xizhou's death that made him resentful.

This is as it should be. As a friend of Huo Xizhou, he has no bad words, which is already an excellent quality.

What he meant, Qiao Zheng also understood that he didn't want to disturb Huo Xizhou's rest.

but……

Qiao Zheng couldn't bear the pain, stared blankly at the phone, and fell into silence.

She bent her legs and slowly encircled herself, showing a bit lonely, lonely, and helpless.

But after returning to Tongcheng, she always wanted to find Huo Xizhou's tomb and tell him personally.

In her stomach, there was his child.

……

After another week, Qiao Zheng recovered most of her hearing in her injured left ear.

Other major injuries and minor injuries are gradually recovering.

The fetus was saved for a while, and the situation stabilized. Qiaozheng was finally able to leave the hospital and return to Tongcheng.

Before leaving, Qiaozheng bought some memorial items and went to the abandoned factory.

In winter, white snowflakes are everywhere.

On the ground, layers of snow fell, deeply dazzling.

After the explosion, the abandoned factory had collapsed, and after the fire burned, the area under the snow cover was scorched black.

This is Huo Xizhou, the last place before his death.

Before Qiao Zheng got out of the car, she shed tears, crying badly.

After getting off the car, she found a place and lit the sacrificial objects.

It is true that Huo Xizhou's bones are not here long ago, but... Qiaozheng couldn't help but wonder, after death, is there a soul?

If so, would he...have resentment in his heart, stay here, unwilling to leave?

She is not a superstitious person, but she has a superstitious idea about Huo Xizhou.

"Huo Xizhou, I seem to... say sorry to you the most."

Qiao Zheng sat on her knees, her eyes were red from crying, and her voice was full of crying.

"I'm a terrible person. The luckiest time was to meet you, but now... I killed you."

Having said that, Qiaozheng bent down, her hands slowly curled into fists on the cold ground: "I'm sorry...don't forgive me...I don't deserve your forgiveness..."

The snowy sky is silent, only the sound of raging wind.

Not long after, snowflakes fell on Qiao Zheng's hair. She was in the snow, so thin and fragile, it was unbearable.

"Azheng, you have just been discharged from the hospital. If you continue like this... your body won't be able to bear it."

When Qiaozheng was discharged from the hospital, Huo Beiheng arranged for a car to follow her.

These days in the hospital, she was full of hatred and turned a blind eye to him... Therefore, he could only learn about her through the nurses and doctors.

He learned that in order to save the fetus, she was suffering from pain and suffering, and also learned that...she became quiet, often silent, and just shed tears silently.

Huo Xizhou's death hit her too hard, and until now...she hasn't come out yet.

Even if you want to leave the border, you have to come here to pay homage.

Suddenly, Huo Beiheng suddenly realized.

Even in the second half of his life, with Huo Xizhou gone, it would be difficult for him and Qiao Zheng to...reconcile.

The living cannot compete with the dead.

He didn't understand this sentence before, but now he understands it!

Qiao Zheng turned a deaf ear to Huo Beiheng's persuasion, turned a blind eye to him, and pretended it didn't exist.

After the sacrifice, she slowly raised her head and glanced at the abandoned factory: "Huo Xizhou, I'm going back. These days...you didn't appear in my dream, probably because the distance is too far away."

"Back to Tongcheng, you will come to my dream, won't you?"

She was talking to herself, sad and hopeless.

Then, she stayed for a while, then slowly stood up, touched her lower abdomen, turned around and left bit by bit.

Following her footprints on the snow, Huo Beiheng followed her and got into their respective cars.

When Qiao Zheng drove away, someone took a video of her memorial service and sent it to someone.

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In the past few days, I have been thinking about how the male lead should appear on the stage, no matter how much he falls in love, he will be heartbroken by the female lead, and he cannot casually appear on the stage to reconcile, worrying o(╥﹏╥)o