She became the white moonlight of the black lotus

Huo Xingyu's slender neck was wrapped in her gradually tightening palm.

Huo Xingyu was tightly strangled by the sudden suffocation. After many ineffective struggles, she could no longer breathe. She could only grasp the woman's skirt in vain, and stared at the blurred color block in front of her with wide eyes. .

Whether it was falling in the snow many years ago or the coma downstairs in Ningxiangxiang.

Huo Xingyu had never felt panic or fear.

Fear and panic are the most useless emotions.

In her eyes, this symptom of hyperventilation is just divided into two results.

Either she really suffocated to death, or it was just the same as before. After a period of coma, she should go to work and go to work when she wakes up.

In this stupefied suffocation,

All actions other than waiting are futile and useless.

Every time the scenery in front of him distorts and splits into darkness, the first thought that often pops up in Huo Xingyu's mind is that the ground is dirty.

And the first thing I think about when I wake up is whether anyone saw it.

If not, everything will be fine. If someone sees it, the next thing she wants to think about is how to prevent this matter from expanding.

Of all the situations, the worst is waking up in an ambulance or in a hospital.

Huo Xingyu is well aware that he is also one of the factors for the rise and fall of Huo's stock.

So in her thinking, her life should be a detailed and comprehensive project plan with countless contingency plans.

No matter what it is, it cannot and should not affect her thinking in terms of interests.

But this time, he was shrouded in this feeling of suffocation again. When Huo Xingyu was tightly strangled by this woman's hand, Huo Xingyu's veins tensed, and he opened his mouth in vain, unable to draw any air.

Her mind wasn't about stocks, or news, or hospitals,

She couldn't help thinking.

Can't help but think about the one-thousandth possibility.

If he really died again, what would Ning Xiangxiang do?

Will she cry so heartbreakingly at her funeral like she did in her previous life?

Huo Xingyu thought, she probably wouldn't.

With Lin Xian's temperament and the noble arrogance of the Huo family, she would not allow this unknown little girl to appear at the funeral in any form and in any capacity, and hold a mourning ceremony with rich people like them.

Maybe Ning Xiangxiang will cry for her in the middle of the night, but that's all.

As long as time goes by, Ning Xiangxiang will still forget her.

Then move on with others.

She hasn't had time to create any memories for Ning Xiangxiang that belong to them. Maybe Ning Xiangxiang didn't even have any experiences and memories to miss when he recalled his dream in the middle of the night.

Under these possibilities, Huo Xingyu felt a strong unwillingness, a strong emotion different from the past.

Things that didn't matter to her suddenly became important.

She doesn't want to die, no matter now, in the future, or ten years later, she doesn't want to leave Ning Xiangxiang, and she doesn't want her to live with others.

Huo Xingyu looked at the patch of color that was strangling his breath, his eyes were tearing apart.

Her face was flushed from lack of oxygen, and her forehead was full of blue veins. She stretched out her hand and pulled the woman's hand that was getting tighter and tighter, and was hard to insert into the flesh of her neck.

Physiological tears rushing from the lacrimal glands blurred her vision, and there was a strange movement in her ears suddenly,

"Boom, boom..."

One sound after another, as dull as knocking on wood.

Following these noises, the woman who couldn't see her face finally let go of her hand, and the air was finally poured into her lungs again. Huo Xingyu felt as if he had collapsed in this dream, unable to move his body.

She knew that she collapsed on the ground on her back, and what fell into her eyes was the blurred and rich blue of the sky.

The blurred color blocks in front of her eyes were soaked in the physiological tears in her eyes, and as those tears dangled and blurred, they suddenly became clear for some reason.

In the violent ups and downs of panting, she saw clearly the slowly floating clouds in the sky, as well as the shadows of the trees swaying with the strong wind.

I also saw the woman's crying face clearly.

The slender eyebrows and eyes have long been swollen from crying, and they can't see their original beauty.

But the narrow straight nose and the slightly downturned corners of the lips can still be seen to be similar to himself.

All of Huo Xingyu's subconscious and speculations were confirmed.

He Shuyi...

In this illusory dream, she actually saw this woman who had almost no relationship with her other than blood.

Why do I keep dreaming about her?

Huo Xingyu hadn't had time to think, she looked at He Shuyi's red eyes, and felt a sharp pain in her mind. This pain was not a physical pain from an external force, but a chisel stuck in her brain. , taper outwards hard.

Overlapping those hazy tearful eyes was an inexplicable picture that emerged in her mind.

In these scenes, which she couldn't tell whether they were imagined or remembered, the crying mother was constantly overlapping.

Sitting on the expensive and spacious carved chair, huddled in the studio, standing on the attic,

And the mother who stood in the middle of the study on that rainy night, crying and putting her father into a woven bag, she saw it all.

In an instant, a surge of sadness seeped into every pore of her from all limbs and bones, and under the reflection of these unreal pictures, her eyes were filled with tears.

These sorrows swept her into the abyss like surging waves.

He Shuyi gently covered her eyes with his hands, and leaned down to hold her in his arms.

Huo Xingyu heard her sobbing voice close to his ear: "I'm sorry, Mom really didn't want to treat you like this."

"Axian said, you have seen it all, if, if not, then I will not be able to live in the future. But without you, why should I do all this, what future life do I have?"

"I thought that if we killed him, we could start a new life, but it still didn't work, why were you there that day?

Why do you see it?Me, I really thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure it out, how could there be so many coincidences in the world? "

"I've been planning for a long time, but I still can't do it. After today, you can tell grandpa, you can tell everyone, it's mom, kill dad..."

"Mom is really tired. You are so smart, you must have an easier life than me."

"I'm sorry, Huo Xingyu."

"Boss Huo?"

"Boss Huo!"

Huo Xingyu opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes met Secretary Song who was bending over to observe her situation.

As if startled by her sudden opening of her eyes, Secretary Song straightened up abruptly, subconsciously took two steps back, her slender heels almost slipped to the side, she put one hand on the glass table and caressed her chest with the other, carefully He went to look at Huo Xingyu's bloodshot eyes.

It is now eleven o'clock.

Normally, this is an off-duty break for employees.

For her, Huo Xingyu was very satisfied as a boss.

Although she is picky about everything during working hours, let her take off on the flat ground in high heels, busy around, life is like a war,

But during off-duty hours, Huo Xingyu would hardly assign any work, nor would he have any other contact with her.

She should have huddled under the quilt after a busy day, had a few sips of wine, and watched some TV dramas.

but,

Although the boss didn't speak, the boss's mother did.

She had to put on delicate makeup at ten o'clock in the middle of the night, and went to the front line of the company fully armed.

Listening to the sound of rain hitting the car windows along the road, Secretary Song couldn't help but think,

If a person wants to receive two salaries and have two employers, he has to pay more and overcome more hardships.

For example, you have to work at eleven o'clock in the evening.

Another example is to face the boss whose sleep was disturbed by her.

Seeing the bloodshot eyes in Huo Xingyu's eyes and the exquisite expressionless face, she trembled in her heart, thinking of using a roundabout tactic to lay the groundwork, she turned a corner and said, "Mr. Huo, you told me to give I told him about all the stocks Boss Ning recommended."

"I didn't expect you to be so back to basics."

"Uh..." Hearing Huo Xingyu's inexplicable words, Secretary Song's eyes showed a bit of bewilderment;

"Do you know that the third scientific and technological revolution has already happened? In 1957, the world's first artificial earth satellite was launched. Now that more than 50 years have passed, human beings can send online news when they want to report their work..."

Huo Xingyu's gaze swept across the woman in front of her who was blushing from what she said.

She propped herself up, and the thin blanket slipped off her body. She glanced at Secretary Song's shrunken face, and she already had a premonition in her heart, so she added another sentence: "What Lin Xian asked you to say, don't beat around the bush, just tell me."

Lin Xian would find someone to stare at her, she was not surprised at all.

Looking at his own company, Secretary Song is the one who can know his whereabouts best and know exactly when he got on the plane.

Finding this secretary is the most direct, labor-saving, effortless and smart way that will not be rejected.

Huo Xingyu knew that she was staring at him, but he didn't bother to hide. She was afraid that Lin Xian would not know that she was going to find Ning Xiangxiang, otherwise her mother had been thinking about asking her to meet this Miss Wen family all day long. , it was to see that girl from the Li family, which annoyed her so much.

"Mrs. Huo said that the family is waiting for you, let you go back..."

Hearing her beating around the bush and holding back what she said for a long time, Huo Xingyu rubbed his temples.

The situation that I imagined several times and the objection that Huo Huai said finally came.

She turned on the phone screen and saw that the six or seven missed calls above were all from Lin Xian, and the WeChat notification that popped up at the top, clicked on it was Ning Xiangxiang's reply message to her with the sentence "what are you doing".

[I'm eating barbecue with your sister! 】

Accompanied by a selfie.

In the photo, Ning Xiangxiang was sitting at the front, grinning foolishly at the camera, while Huo Qiyun was holding a beer glass beside her.

She flicked her fingers lightly, caressing Ning Xiangxiang's face through the screen.

She didn't know what Lin Xian was going to do after she went back, and she didn't know where the future would go. Those twisted imaginations in the dream, true or false, and all kinds of unknowns shrouded the front together, just like what she was going to spend before dawn. The long night.

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