She became the white moonlight of the black lotus

When he heard Ning Xiangxiang's soft, suppressed sobs, Huo Xingyu's first feeling was panic.

Inexplicably, she felt a kind of fear in her heart, fearing that she was the one who made Ning Xiangxiang cry, that she was the one who made her cry so sad and wronged.

And I was even more afraid that I didn't know how to comfort her.

Those jokes and comforting formulas learned from the Internet were all pale and powerless under her tears.

But she said that it was because she was happy that she cried,

Huo Xingyu couldn't help thinking, Ning Xiangxiang is really a crying bag, why is this little thing worth her tears?

If you saw yourself appearing in front of her, would you hug her in tears, cling to her arms and say you missed her?

Even though she only accounted for one-half of the happy tears, Huo Xingyu felt happy, so happy that she couldn't restrain the corners of her lips from twitching.

It was as if a cat was scratching in my heart, wanting to see Ning Xiangxiang.

She really, really wants to see her.

Moreover, Ning Xiangxiang even admitted that she misses herself, so she should also want to see herself very much, right?

It definitely will.

She felt firmly in her heart.

While waiting for the answer to the question Ning Xiangxiang gave her, Huo Xingyu's mood was one of uneasy joy.

During these eight days, whether she was standing on the balcony, huddled in the room, or strolling on the lawn or garden, she would spend a large part of her boring time thinking about Ning Xiangxiang every day.

These thoughts piled up together to form a huge surging lake, constantly rising tide.

This is a cumulative process that seems to be filled.

But when she could really hear Ning Xiangxiang's voice, she heard her sobbing in a low voice, saying that her tears were because of herself.

Not only did she fail to suppress the impulse in her heart, but it made her want to meet her even more. Huo Xingyu felt that in these 8 days, all her misses were not as good as this moment.

She thought that as long as Ning Xiangxiang said that she wanted to see her and wanted her to appear in front of her tonight, then she would definitely do it.

As long as Ning Xiangxiang wants to see her.

Huo Xingyu held up his phone and waited for a while before he heard her low voice reply that she still couldn't stop her tears from choking.

"No, don't use it. I just finished filming, and I just contacted another crew to audition. I'm in a hurry. I think that role is very good and suitable for me. You need to prepare well and don't come looking for me."

"Really." Huo Xingyu was taken aback by this unexpected refusal, and his tone began to drop.

Work first.

Huo Xingyu has insisted on this principle for a long time. As long as it was not related to the distribution of inheritance in her previous life, it would be difficult for her to break away from work.

Even when she married Ning Xiangxiang, she was still looking at the project plan 10 minutes before entering the wedding venue.

Today was the first time she had begun to feel that work was occasionally a distasteful thing.

She knows that these small roles that are not ranked are extremely important to Ning Xiangxiang, just like the regular meeting every morning is extremely important to her.

But Huo Xingyu still felt an indescribable boredom and indescribable unhappiness in her heart. With her mobile phone on her side, she muttered softly: "But, I haven't seen you for a long time, Ning Xiangxiang .”

"It's okay, the audition won't be long, I, I'll go back in a few days, and I'll go find you again at that time, it's also very good."

"Then you...then you play well..." She wanted to say a few words of encouragement, but she didn't say anything after holding back for a long time, she just curled up on the sofa in frustration: "I'll wait for you to come back."

As soon as the voice fell, she heard a low answer from the other end of the phone, followed by an urgent "the director has something to look for", followed by a series of busy tones.

Are you so busy?

Amidst the series of mechanical sounds, Huo Xingyu held up the phone, feeling as if the longing and loneliness were flooding even more violently.

She glanced back at the butler who was huddled in the corner.

The shy, 1.8-meter tall man was swept by her, his body trembled, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Miss Si finished the phone call."

Seeing Huo Xingyu's slanted eyes drifting over, he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

the ghost...

If it wasn't for the ghost, he really couldn't believe that Huo Xingyu fell in love like this.

Looking at the unwavering look in her eyes, she really is a different person from the woman who just called.

Why did she show such a weird and coquettish look when she called just now, like a clingy cat, with a sweet and scary smile constantly appearing on her delicate and outstanding face.

As soon as the phone was hung up, she turned into an arrogant Huo Xingyu again, as if everything just now was an illusion.

"Why, the mobile phone is for a limited time? Do you have to take it back?"

Hearing this cold tone like a ghost story, the housekeeper shook his body and said in a vibrating voice: "No need, Miss Fourth can just hold it."

"Are you sure?" Huo Xingyu raised his eyebrows, looked at the lost and recovered communication tool, a little confused about the current situation.

"Besides, Madam told me as soon as she came back, let me take this one." He turned his palms up, and handed the car keys that he had been holding in front of Huo Xingyu:

"Madam said, let me give you the car keys. From now on, no one will stop you wherever you want to go."

Huo Xingyu looked at the key he handed over.

It seemed that everything was pronouncing her eight days of imprisonment, and she could finally be released from prison.

This is too easy.

Huo Xingyu laughed, took the car keys, and shook them.

The string of metal dangled in a circle in her hand.

She is very clear about some of Lin Xian's thoughts.

I locked myself here for eight days, and now I let her out lightly.

These eight days are just to prevent her from resisting together with Huo Qi, 192 hours is enough to do a lot of things,

For example, meeting and interviewing shareholders in private, or listing all her crimes, evading her power, and finally forcing her to resign.

She could even imagine the look of Huo Qi and Lin Xian sitting in the conference room waiting for her to surrender.

The bunch of keys twirled in her knuckles as her index finger turned.

What about the rest?

Aside from holding herself apart and forcing herself to submit, what else would Lin Xian do?

Huo Xingyu narrowed his eyes.

Lin Xian is by no means a person who can completely change her position and thoughts.

As long as one thing can be done, as long as there is purpose and benefit, no matter how difficult it may be, until the last moment, you must do everything possible to be active in various relationships in order to achieve your purpose.

On the road of conquest of a matter, there are only two moments when one can let one's guard down, either when one is sure that the matter is beyond hope of reversal, or when the bell of victory rings.

This is what Lin Xian taught her.

Lin Xian let her out, not because she felt that there was no way to change her mind and cut off all her emotions for Ning Xiangxiang in this game.

Instead, it all seemed more like she had secured her own victory,

At this moment, her triumphal movement has sounded, and perhaps in her imagination, she will surrender to her in a short time.

So it is no longer necessary for her to imprison herself here.Or, what is necessary for her now is to let her go.

Huo Xingyu was bored playing with the car keys with one hand, and swiped the phone screen to open the photo album with the other.

In the whole album, there are two photos in the black and white contract, which are selfies she saved when she was sneaking around Ning Xiangxiang's Weibo.

She looked at Ning Xiangxiang's crooked brows and round cheeks with a little baby fat in the photo, which made her want to pinch them. When she saw Ning Xiangxiang smiling, she couldn't help but change her mood. good.

It's as if as long as you see Ning Xiangxiang, no matter what you are bothered about, those annoying things will disappear.

After thinking about it, she set this photo as the desktop.

Looking at these photos, she could automatically think of everything about Ning Xiangxiang, the aggrieved look when she beat her dick, and the flushed face when she was kissed.

These pictures seem to be encoded in her mind with the photos, forming a permanent information storage.

Ning Xiangxiang's expression, as long as she glances at it, can form an extremely long-term memory in her memory, and keep it for many years, even a lifetime.

The corners of Huo Xingyu's lips couldn't help twitching upwards. Stuck in the memories of these photos, she suddenly remembered that vague dream. She couldn't be sure whether it was a fantasy or a real dream.

If I can turn to the previous photos, can I also think of something like this?

Sure something?

thinking,

She turned over from the sofa, flew her long legs, and walked upstairs around the small hall on this floor.

In Huo Xingyu's impression, the Huo family had almost nothing left about He Shuyi.

In the past ten years, there were no photos, no one mentioned it, and no one even proposed to worship her on the Qingming Festival or the anniversary of her death, as if this person had nothing to do with the Huo family.

However, everyone's silence cannot erase the traces of her existence.

Huo Xingyu is her trace.

She spiraled up the stairs all the way to the third floor. She didn't live in this old house for too long.

Boarding and going abroad when studying, naturally living in the house close to the company after work, if it wasn't for the superficial gatherings held once a week for inheritance, Huo Xingyu would hardly come back, and his impression of this place is no longer deep.

Her advance stopped in front of a heavy carved wooden door.

This was the study used by her father during his lifetime. After she died, no one else went in except for the servants who cleaned it.

Huo Xingyu held the handle and twisted it gently.

This was the first location of her strange dream. In that dream, she huddled in the cabinet in the corner of the room, watching He Shuyi weeping in a low voice while conspiring with Lin Xian to kill her father.

As the door button was turned with a "click", Huo Xingyu stretched out his hand and pushed the door. Without cover, he could clearly see a person standing in the room.

The left and right sides of this room are covered with bookcases from the top to the ceiling. The windows are wide open, and the wind keeps blowing in from the outside, causing the brown-gray curtains to undulate.

Lin Xian was standing in front of the desk, staring straight at her.

The author has something to say: If you don’t come tomorrow, I will come the day after tomorrow! !