Sweet wedding kiss, Mr. Huo’s most cherished treasure

According to the address provided by Lu Chun, Huo Tingsen found an important clue the next day.

hotel.

The handmade custom-made carpet was stained red with blood, and a man in black casual clothes was kneeling on the ground.

The man was covering his abdominal wound with one hand. The veins on his forehead and neck were bulging, and he looked like he was in agony.

Huo Tingsen was leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding his cell phone and receiving Mooshan's message.

A minute ago, he sent a photo of this man to Momoyama and asked him to see if this man had had plastic surgery.

Huo Tingsen didn't believe that there could be two unrelated people in the world who looked so similar.

Momoyama was very fast: [Master San, I have never had plastic surgery, this man was born like this. 】

Huo Tingsen frowned and looked at the man.

The man spit out a mouthful of blood, leaned forward, and passed out on the ground.

Huo Tingsen walked over, put on his gloves slowly, picked up the tool on the side, and personally drew a tube of blood from the man.

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Lu Chun likes the scenery of Moon City very much.

She was born and raised in Deer Island.

I like freedom, the sea, the green fields, and the wind.

Beach in the evening.

Lu Chun was wearing a white suspender skirt, and her white feet were stepping on the fine sand.

The skirt has an irregular design and the corners are ragged.

"Sister, I suddenly feel that I am so happy." Lu Chun trotted to Xu Yu's side, took her arm and put his head on Xu Yu's shoulder.

Xu Yu rubbed her hair. She liked how happy Lu Chun was, "You will be happy forever."

Lu Chun smiled and said nothing.

She is not greedy, what she once had is enough.

Back at the hotel, Lu Chun fell asleep in a daze, and Xu Yu helped her back to the room.

Before leaving, his fingertips accidentally caught Lu Chun's bag on the bedside table.

There were a few "pah pah pah" sounds, and the contents of the bag were scattered all over the floor.

Xu Yu knelt down to pick up the things, and when he was packing the little Nutcracker soldiers, he suddenly noticed a peace blessing on the bag.

The blessing of peace is hung on the bag.

Many people may first think that it is used by little girls to keep them safe.

But it's not.

The double-sided embroidery of Ping An Fu is very delicate. The two small characters "Ping An" are embroidered with needle and thread in the lower left corner of one side, and the small characters in the lower right corner of the other side are "Chen Qiu."

Xu Yu's heart suffocated, Xiao Chun turned to Shen Qiu...

She hurriedly put everything into her bag and left quickly and absentmindedly.

If Xu Yu was more serious, she would definitely see a piece of letter paper on the bedside table.

It says: As spring passes and autumn comes, I wish him peace and tranquility.

I wish Shen Qiu a long life and many children and grandchildren.

……

"Husband!" Xu Yu hurriedly opened the door.

The carpet in the suite has been cleaned, and the scent of Spring in the Snow is burning in the air.

But at this moment, neither of the two people in the room were in the mood to enjoy the fragrance.

Seeing Huo Tingsen's frown, Xu Yu's heart suffocated again, and she suddenly had a very bad feeling.

She asked anxiously, "What happened?"

Huo Tingsen was pacing in the room holding his cell phone. When Xu Yu came in, he immediately put her in his arms.

His big hands gently held the back of her neck. Huo Tingsen's embrace had always been warm, but for some reason today, Xu Yu felt cold.

A cold that penetrates into the bones.

Xu Yu no longer had the courage she had just now. She didn't dare to speak or do anything.

Almost blindly hoping that time will stay here forever and stand still forever.

In this way, she would never know the bad news that was so close to her ears.

"Xiaoqiu is back."

Huo Tingsen's voice was low and slow, as if he was recounting an ordinary piece of bad news.

Sacrifice for the country is an honor.

……

Xu Yu seemed to have never known about Shen Qiu's past.

Shen Qiu was already 17 years old when she met this big boy.

Xu Yu's first impression of Shen Qiu was that he was dignified.

He is the second son of the Shen family. Even though he has no parents, his brother Shen Zheng takes care of everything, so he lives a carefree life.

For a long time, Xu Yu felt that Shen Qiu was a gust of wind.

He is so free and unrestrained.

But in the end, he was trapped in a small world forever.

This boy who is very good at playing games will never come back.

What to do with her little Chun?

Girls like to be stillborn.

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Shen Qiu's ashes were buried in the Martyrs Cemetery. He had his last words.

A comrade told Shen Zheng: "He said don't send flowers, but leaves. He likes evergreen leaves."

There was not much time, he only had time to leave this sentence.

Shen Zheng's funeral was very simple, and all the people present were families who had good relations with the Shen family.

Everyone present felt sorry for such a young man.

Today is his 23rd birthday.

It's a prime age.

What a pity, young master of the Shen family.

It rained heavily that day. After the guests left, Shen Zheng stood alone in front of the tombstone. In the heavy rain, he looked at the boy in the photo, as if he wanted to find the flesh-and-blood boy through this small photo.

Shen Qiu has been a very cute child since he was a child. The nanny took care of him when he was a child. He didn't cry or make trouble, and he could play by himself.

The nanny who takes care of him is often worried that her employer will find out that the child does not need a nanny to take care of her, which will cause her to lose her job.

When he was three years old, he started to become a little naughty.

Little boys like to dig for loaches. Little Shen Qiu often gives the loaches he digs to the people he likes as if they are treasures.

Sometimes it's in Shen Zheng's schoolbag, sometimes it's in Shen's father's briefcase, and sometimes it's on Shen's mother's dressing table.

His family didn't like him digging up loaches. Every time he shared the loaches with someone he liked, he couldn't escape being beaten.

At that time, little Shen Qiu often asked Shen Zheng with tears in his eyes, "Brother, loach is so cute, why don't mom and dad like it?"

How did Shen Zheng respond at that time?

He said: "It's not that mom and dad don't like loaches, it's that loaches don't like mom and dad. They only like Shen Xiaoqiu."

The little child burst into tears and laughed, so he dug harder for the loach.

When she was five years old, Shen's mother was admitted to the hospital because of her overworked workload.

It happened that the servants at home were on annual leave that day, and little Shen Qiu was the only one at home.

No one knew how he got from Shen's house to the hospital carrying a small bag of fruits and snacks that day.

That night, only Shen Zheng discovered the blisters on the soles of the little boy's feet.

When he was six years old, Shen's father and Shen's mother crashed in a plane. From then on, the little boy who liked to dig up loaches no longer had a father or mother.

That same year the boy had his first fight.

He knocked out three teeth of a little boy in his class.

When Shen Zheng, who was 19 years old at the time, came to school as a parent, the little boy stood in the office with his head lowered, surrounded by scoldings.

The teacher is accusing him, the children are fabricating facts to slander him, and the parents of the students are attacking him personally.

There were so many people in the office, but no one comforted this child who had just lost his father and mother.

Shen Zheng became a very incompetent parent that day.

He kept in mind all the teachers and parents who scolded Shen Qiu, and a few days later he asked the teacher to resign and the parents to go bankrupt.

That was the first time Shen Zheng was cruel and ruthless, for the sake of his brother Shen Qiu, who was 13 years younger than him.

After the age of six, the little boy who loved to dig up loaches changed.

He didn't like to talk, always shut himself in his room, and threw his favorite violin into the pond.

No one seems to know that Shen Qiu is very talented on the violin.

His original dream was to be a violinist.

Half a month later, the little boy dug the loach again. He smiled, as if he had forgotten the past.

But Shen Zheng knew that the little boy had not forgotten.

He just saw his brother worried about him, and he felt sorry for his brother, so he was willing to become a heartless young master.

At the age of 15, Shen Qiu had a goal in life for the first time.

That night, at a roadside stall in middle school, Shen Qiu was eating barbecue and raised his voice and said: "Brother, I want to be a soldier in the future, you must support me."

The wind was very hot that night, and the smile on the young man's face was something Shen Zheng would never forget in his life.

He knew why Shen Qiu gave up the violin.

Because he wants to give up the same boring life in this circle.

Shen Qiu is sober. He has never been lost in the interactions of upper class society.

He lost his father and mother when he was six years old. He was also a teacher, a friend and a father to Shen Qiu.

The rainstorm was getting heavier and heavier, and Shen Zheng's murmur seemed vague, "Shen Qiu, keep going well, and my brother will find you in the next life."

When Shen Zheng returned home, Huo Rendong was about to go out, and they met at the entrance.

He was soaked all over, and all that was left of his former dignity was his embarrassment.

"Shen Zheng." Huo Rendong hugged him, "Don't be like this, Xiaoqiu will feel uneasy if he knows about it."

Shen Zheng nodded and touched the back of her head with his big knuckled hands, "I won't fall down, don't worry."

Huo Lingdong also felt bad. Shen Qiu hadn't hugged Xiao Qi yet.

He has always wanted to be a little uncle...

When Shen Zheng came out of the bathroom after taking a bath, Huo Lingdong happened to come in with a bowl of ginger soup.

She handed him the soup, "It's to keep away the cold."

After Shen Zheng drank, he kissed his wife on the forehead, "Thank you."

The only consolation was that she was still with him.

Huo Lingdong was afraid that Shen Zheng would fall into pain, so he hugged Xiao Qi to him as soon as he finished drinking the ginger soup.

She knew what it felt like to lose a loved one, and she had once been so desperate that she wanted to commit suicide.

Huo Rendong didn't want to lose Shen Zheng, so she tried her best to repair his broken heart.

After a while, a servant who was not very clever came up and asked what to do with the second young master's room.

Hearing this, Shen Zheng's brows and eyes suddenly felt angry.

Huo Lingdong also frowned, his cold eyes falling on the woman in front of him, "Ask Uncle Chen to resign voluntarily."

The servant didn't know what he had done, so he asked in fear, "Sir, Madam, why do you want to fire me because of what I did wrong?"

"Remember, no matter whether Shen Qiu is dead or alive, he will always be the second son of the Shen family. It will never be your turn to add insult to injury."

Huo Lingdong has always been a good-tempered person, but now his words were quite rude.

The servant also knew that he had said the wrong thing, and his face turned blue and white.

Knowing that if he talked more at this time, it would not be as simple as dismissal, the servant hurriedly went downstairs.

Huo Rendong turned around, stood up on tiptoes and kissed Shen Zheng's chin across the child, blinking, his dark eyes bright and clear.

"Shen Zheng, I will protect you, just like a little monster protects a princess."