On the wedding day, he was taken away by his scumbag ex

Huo Qing answered the phone on the balcony of the study.

He stayed at home for more than a week, turned down the invitation several times, came and went, and some people in the circle of friends teased him, asking him if he was "hiding in the golden house".

"Something happened recently, it's inconvenient to go out, and I will apologize to everyone someday." While complaining to himself, he was the one who was hidden.

"Okay, just kidding, as long as you have nothing to do, remember to treat you later."

"must."

Not long after hanging up, Tang Shengnian also called and asked him if he would go to a certain reception.

365 days a year, there are countless receptions every day. Huo Qing is not very keen on such occasions and doesn't go there many times. Tang Shengnian understands this and usually doesn't take the initiative to mention it, but this time is special.

Yao Wei, the only son of the Yao family, had an accident two years ago and was said to be in a coma for the rest of his life. But more than a year ago, Yao Wei woke up fortunately. After a long period of rehabilitation, he will soon return to the company.

For the Yao family, this is a great joy.

The Huo family and the Yao family have cooperated a lot, and both Huo Qing and Tang Shengnian have known Yao Wei for many years, so they should go to congratulate this important meeting.

Huo Qing said that he would definitely go.

Tang Shengnian smiled: "I'm really afraid you won't go."

After finishing the main business, he took advantage of the opportunity to chat about other things, all of which were innocuous and trivial, not unfamiliar, but not enthusiastic.

Suddenly, a fierce knock on the door came between Huo Qing's voice, interrupting the chatting process.

Huo Qing on the other end seemed to sigh, saying that he had something to deal with, and he would talk about it later, and ended the call.

Tang Shengnian was immersed in the continuous beeping, unable to recover for a long time.

From childhood to adulthood, they have been each other's best friends, and they can talk about everything. In front of each other, they can speak and do things openly without hiding anything.

But now, even when making a phone call, he has to think ahead, what to say, and what tone to use, so that he can pretend to be as natural as before, so that Huo Qing won't notice the difference.

He really wanted to ask Huo Qing: "You don't want to be with me, is it because of amnesia, or because of that person?"

A few times, those words were neatly coded on the tip of the tongue, almost jumping out.

In the end, it was swallowed again.

Some words are Pandora's box, once opened, you can no longer control it.

Huo Qing didn't know that a few casual chats would make Tang Shengnian uneasy, and he was busy dealing with his "roommate".

Shu Yicheng knocked on his door, looking worried, asked: "What are you doing?"

"Reading." He shook the magazine in his hand, "Is there something wrong?"

It was because he was fine that he was so incompetent and furious.

Seeing Huo Qing's usual calm appearance, Shu Yicheng became more and more panicked, and almost instinctively wanted to find trouble for nothing.

As if he could predict it, Huo Qing said before he could find fault: "My friend's birthday is two days later, and I'm going out at night. Excuse me, is it possible?"

The shocked Shu Yicheng who was asked for instructions immediately forgot to find fault, and asked subconsciously, "The one whose surname is Tang?"

Huo Qing calmly said: "It's not him, it's a friend from college, it won't last more than three hours."

Shu Yicheng pursed his lips and looked aside indifferently.

In fact, he never thought of really locking Huo Qing here, but he just didn't want to see Huo Qing's wanton and unrestrained appearance, and simply regarded him as nothing.

——The premise is that he doesn't get entangled with Tang.

Huo Qing: "Can I?"

"up to you."

Huo Qing: "Thank you." He was about to enter the house.

Shu Yicheng's head felt hot, and he quickly pressed against the wooden door.

Huo Qing: "Is there anything else?"

Shu Yicheng seemed to be scalded by boiling water, and quickly withdrew his arm, but in the blink of an eye, he was stabbed severely by Huo Qing's eyes as if facing a stranger, unable to say anything, gouged out Huo Qing's sharp eyes, like a gust of wind gone.

It was only then that Huo Qing remembered that Shu Yicheng took the initiative to knock on the door, but he didn't say anything useful.

This person was probably surprised by his obedience these days.

That's where he came from, and when he got the information, a bigger surprise was waiting for him.

Huo Qing clicked his tongue twice, turned around and locked the study, and went to the bookshelf, ready to pick a historical book to read.

When he was a child, he liked to read books, and he often read them for several hours. Later, with the development of Internet technology, electronic books became popular, and then there were videos, short videos and various social media. The number of quality books is decreasing day by day. When I think about it later, I find it difficult to read the books I liked before.

Too many fragmented things occupy his mind. Once the amount of information between the lines is a little larger, he will start to be impetuous and want to relax. This study is more often used by him to deal with things that require the use of a computer.

After waking up from the accident, I recuperated in the hospital and at home. I felt that the days were long, and I found some books to pass the time. I survived the initial impatience and confusion. After I really read those words into my eyes and mind, everything became simple again stand up.

Now, he can sit in the study all afternoon, read books, study the project cases given to him by Huo Feng, chat with friends, and ask about Xiaoqiu's situation, and he doesn't feel that time is hard.

Just act as if there is an extra cohabitant in the house, less contact, avoid disputes, and see what is out of sight.

It won't be long anyway.

In the afternoon, Huo Qing received the news that all the preparations for Xiaoqiu's eye surgery were ready, and he entered the operating room in the afternoon.

This is the best news that Huo Qing has heard since he lost his memory.

The other end of the phone said: "The little girl has been looking for Uncle Huo, and I told him that you are busy."

Huo Qing once promised Xiao Qiu that she would wait by her side when she had surgery and when the stitches were removed, to ensure that she could see him as soon as she recovered.

Because of what happened in the past few days, he planned to wait until the day the stitches were removed, but Xiao Qiu still remembered.

Huo Qing immediately said, "I'll go there right away."

After going out and talking about it, Shu Yicheng didn't object, but asked to go with him.

Huo Qing didn't want to waste time, so he agreed.

When I arrived at the hospital, the preparations had already been done, and I would enter the operating room in half an hour.

Because of nervousness, Xiao Qiu's face was flushed, her whole body was shaking, and her dull eyes seemed to reveal panic.

The mother hugged her daughter and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, baby, Mom is here—Uncle Huo is here to see you."

Xiaoqiu immediately pricked up her ears: "Really?"

"Uncle Huo is here." Huo Qing put the fruit aside, sat on the chair beside the bed, and said softly, "Uncle hasn't come to see you for a few days."

Xiao Qiu smiled immediately: "I thought Uncle Huo wouldn't come to see me."

Huo Qing was ashamed and felt very guilty: "I'm sorry, it's Uncle Huo's fault. He forgot to make the promise with Xiao Qiu."

Mom interrupted in a hurry: "Mr. Huo, don't say that, you have helped us a lot, and we are embarrassed to return in such a hurry."

After all, Xiaoqiu is still young, and she seems to understand the world of adults, so she shook her head quickly when she heard the words: "Uncle Huo is a good person, thank you Uncle Huo."

Huo Qing stroked Xiao Qiu's hair, soothing her softly, telling her not to be nervous, the doctor and auntie are very good, and she will see him soon.

All this fell into the eyes of Shu Yicheng outside the door.

There was a serious traffic jam on the road, so I hurried to the hospital, Huo Qing ran away at lightning speed, leaving him alone, and it took me a long time to find him.

He was not in good health, and felt uncomfortable after running a few laps, and he relieved himself by relying on the door frame, and witnessed this process.

Huo Qing talked to the little girl, gentle but firm, full of convincing power, people will naturally believe what he said, and then appreciate him as a person.

Judging from the expressions of the doctors, nurses, children's parents and several unknown people, they all think so.

He was completely different from that always cold and sharp Huo Qing.

He asked too far, what kind of person is Huo Qing, and what methods did he use to deceive him.

Yu Yuan said: "People have many faces, I don't know which side you are attracted to."

Shu Yicheng who lost his memory naturally couldn't tell.

When I first woke up, I couldn't even figure out my own identity. Later, I retrieved some of them intermittently, and they were just for living. It was really difficult to clarify such complicated things.

But no matter what the reason is, the result is that Huo Qing lied to him, and made him turn into the sickly walking dead that he is today.

So it is fair and aboveboard for him to take revenge.

The operation on that day was a success, Huo Qing and Xiao Qiu agreed that they would definitely come back on the day when the stitches were removed, so they went home at dusk.

A few days later, it was the day of the Yao family banquet.

It was evening when I went out, the sunset dyed the sky red, and the glazed color was fainted on the high and low traffic flow.

Driver: "The sun is like the yolk of a salted duck egg."

Huo Qing glanced at it, and was amused, it really did look like an oily salted duck egg from shape to color: "It's very similar."

"Hey, you finally laughed, master." The driver looked at him from the rearview mirror, "You haven't gone out these few days, I thought you were in a bad mood."

"I'm fine, Uncle Zhou. I've got something to do recently. I'll deal with it at home. It'll be fine after this time." It should be soon.

When he arrived at Yao's house, there was still more than half an hour before the opening time. He straightened his clothes and prepared to go to his parents first.

At this time, the phone rang.

After seeing the number of the caller, Huo Qing's pupils dilated several times, they opened them immediately, and walked aside to answer.

"Mr. Huo, I have a clue about what you asked me to investigate."

Finally came: "Please speak."

The banquet started on time.

The Huo and Tang families stood together, watching Yao Wei's grandpa and parents take turns, and finally the core figure of this reception, the Yao family's only son, Yao Wei.

Tang Shengnian handed Huo Qing a drink and said, "He's recovering well." He laughed vigorously, no different from before the accident.

Huo Qing nodded and drank his drink absent-mindedly.

After the program is over, it is time for socializing.

In this kind of occasion, most people are inextricably connected, and the purpose of coming here is mostly to make connections with more people. If they are not complete, they will come in handy someday in the future.

Huo Feng and his wife had their own circle, Tang Shengnian also clinked glasses with his parents everywhere, Huo Qing went around and finally waited until there was no one in front of Yao Wei, he walked straight over.

Yao Wei also saw him, and waved with a smile: "You came just in time, let me introduce someone to you."

Huo Qing had no choice but to swallow the question he wanted to ask silently, and smiled politely back: "Okay, who is it?"

"He is a very important person to me. In fact, I wanted to introduce you to me a long time ago, but something happened and I was delayed." Yao Wei made an inviting gesture and led the way, "You are about the same age , maybe we can talk about it."