After a recent check-up, Huo Yan's physical condition has improved a lot. The Huo family is very happy and thinks it is because of happy events.
The doctor also said that you can go home to observe the situation first, and undergo regular check-ups and chemotherapy.
Mingyao stopped working and took on some translation work at home as a side job. When she was in school, she liked to watch foreign movies and TV series, and she once joined a subtitle group to express her love.
There is a separate audio-visual room on the third floor, equipped with a 200-inch screen and professional audio.
The two of them turned off the lights and huddled on the sofa to finish reading "The Secret That Cannot Be Told."
Mingyao had never seen this movie before, and she was shocked when the plot was reversed. She is an extremely emotional person. When she saw the scene where the heroine was writing on the table with correction fluid, her eyes were red and tears filled her eyes. Yingying.
Huo Yan gently wiped away her tears and pulled her downstairs.
There is a Steinway piano placed by the window in the living room.
Huo Yan excitedly pulled Mingyao to sit in front of the piano bench, preparing to play with her four hands and recreate the scene in the movie.
Mingyao learned piano under the supervision of her mother when she was in elementary school, but she didn't really love it. She didn't practice much after passing the level 10 exam. Now she has almost given it back to the teacher.
Huo Yan downloaded the piano sheet music from the Internet and became familiar with it first.
The slender white fingers flew around, performing a moving melody on the black and white keys.
Then Mingyao raised her wrist to join in, stumbling out of tune at first, but after the two of them cooperated for a few times, it became smoother and smoother.
"Wait for me! I want to take pictures..."
Mingyao ran to get her phone and stand, turned on the video mode, played it again, and recorded the two people's performance.
Huo Yan cooperated with a smile on his lips, but a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.
The person he likes loves him deeply, which of course makes him feel happy.
But, if I leave...
Can Mingyao really let go of this relationship smoothly and move on with her life?
With a roar, Koenigsegg drove into the garage.
Huo Xiao got off the car. He just came back from a business trip today. After arriving at the company, he had another meeting and worked continuously for nearly twenty hours.
But he is now in his prime and full of energy.
Such intensity of work is nothing to him.
He unbuttoned his collar and walked into the house.
First I heard soothing piano music, and then I heard a few chuckles.
"One...two...step forward with your left foot...right...then go back..."
The soft light enveloped the room, making even the cold furniture glow with warmth.
A man and a woman stood in the middle of the living room, dancing a double ballroom dance with light steps to the music.
The woman was wearing a light blue skirt, and her slender white calves were exposed as the hem of the skirt swayed. The man put his hand on her slender waist and led her forward. Her head was slightly raised, black and smooth. Her hair swayed slightly, creating an arc, and her slender hands rested on Huo Yan's shoulders.
Forward, circle, retreat.
The two looked at each other, smiling, and the lingering affection was so strong that it was about to flow out.
Huo Xiao stood at the door like a piece of wood, staring for a long time at the man and woman who fell in love in the room.
A word suddenly appeared in his mind.
Fairy couple.
The fatigue and fatigue from traveling and working suddenly came up and swept through my body in an instant.
Huo Xiao closed his eyes, leaned against the wall, and lit a cigarette outside the door.
It wasn't until the smoke cleared that he slowly walked into the room.
Mingyao closed her eyes and turned in a circle to the beat. When she opened her eyes, she saw Huo Xiao walking in the door. She stopped in embarrassment and her face turned red.
"Brother."
"Brother, you're back." Huo Yan touched Mingyao's long hair.
Huo Xiao's lips twitched into a smile.
He knew he should make a quick joke now.
For example, "Are you making a movie?"
But now it has become difficult for him to maintain his facial expressions.
"Well, I just finished smoking, I'll go up and take a shower first."
After turning around, Huo Xiao's expression darkened.
Maybe I shouldn't live with them anymore.
Watching Huo Xiao's tall figure disappear from the elevator door, Mingyao breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.
"Yao Yao, you should talk to elder brother more." Huo Yan advised.
Huo Xiao is not only his brother, but also someone Huo Yan admires very much.
Reasonable and capable of execution, bold but cautious in decision-making.
Ever since he was a child, there was nothing that Huo Xiao couldn't do.
Strong both physically and mentally.
Huo Yan hopes that Mingyao can get closer to his eldest brother, so that if she encounters trouble in the future and he...is not by her side, there will be someone who can take care of her.
Mingyao raised the corners of her lips, feeling a little resistant in her heart, but she knew he was right and nodded reluctantly.
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Mingyao has the habit of getting up early. After washing, she picked up her canvas bag and prepared to go to the nearby morning market to buy some vegetables.
There is a chef at home, but she likes to cook and wants to do more for Huo Yan.
"where are you going?"
Mingyao's body trembled, and she was already used to Huo Xiao's mysterious questioning.
Turning around, I saw a man walking out of the stairs. He had extremely long legs and walked up to me in a few steps.
"Brother." Mingyao greeted in a low voice, her eyes trying hard to stay on him.
He was wearing sportswear and seemed to have just taken a shower. His hair was still a little wet and hung softly on his forehead, making his facial lines much softer. Looking at his face alone, it was really easy to confuse him with Huo Yan.
But Huo Xiao's body is strong and straight, and his muscle lines are very obvious under the cover of black clothes. His masculinity is gushing out, and he is full of hormones.
Mingyao couldn't help but feel sad when she thought of Huo Yan's body becoming thinner due to illness.
"I'm going to buy groceries. Brother, do you want anything? I'll bring it back for you."
Mingyao asked politely.
"I'll go with you."
Huo Xiao blurted out, looking at Mingyao's eyes widened in surprise, the corners of his lips slightly raised.
"Uh...okay, okay!"
Mingyao pursed her lips and didn't look happy. Huo Xiao ignored her expression.
Selfishly, he wanted to spend more time with her, so Huo Xiao suggested:
"Let's walk there."
The road was very quiet, with only the sound of wind and rustling leaves, and occasionally one or two morning joggers passed by.
Mingyao thought Huo Xiao would talk to her or ask her some personal questions.
But he didn't say anything. The two of them walked together in silence, with only the sound of footsteps at different locations.
For others, this quiet atmosphere may feel awkward, but for Mingyao, chatting politely and bluntly with unfamiliar people would make her awkward. Except in front of Huo Yan, she has always said very few words.
Breathing in the fresh and cool morning air, her shoulders relaxed slightly.
What she didn't know was.
In Huo Xiao's eyes, Mingyao's thoughts were so pure that they were almost transparent, and everything that was going on in her mind was shown on her face.
If she wanted to talk, Huo Xiao would naturally chat with her all over the world. If she didn't want to talk, how could he deliberately annoy her?
In fact, he didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to stay with her for a while.
That's all.
The food market in the morning was full of fireworks.
The stalls are crowded, some are set up on shelves, and some are placed directly on the ground. There are vendors selling vegetables and some selling cooked breakfasts, which are steaming hot. The road is very narrow, but there are many people.
The shouts of stall owners, the sounds of bargaining, the sound of car horns, and the squeaking sounds of children mixed together, and a din filled my ears.
Huo Xiao is not a very particular person.
But to be honest, this was his first time in a place like this.
The soles of my feet were wet, and my nose smelled a fishy smell.
Huo Xiao frowned, his expression a little stiff.
Mingyao tidied her hair around her ears to cover up the slightly teasing smile on her lips.
I'm dumbfounded.
I told you to come with me, huh.
She deliberately ignored him and walked quickly to a stall to choose vegetables.
"How to sell this rapeseed?"
The grocery buyer was an aunt in her fifties or sixties. She was ironing wool rolls and was very energetic. She enthusiastically threw a few plastic bags to Mingyao, "Beauty, the vegetables we have here are all fresh. They are all grown at home. You take your pick..."
The vegetables are all green and dripping with water, and the tomatoes are also very fresh and plump.
Mingyao selected rapeseed, tomatoes, zucchini, and lotus roots and weighed them one by one.
The aunt likes young customers like her who don't bargain and are not picky. She is beautiful and happily gave her a small change. When she saw Huo Xiao standing behind her with a mobile phone, she asked naturally.
"The young couple just got married!" Only newly married people have such a good relationship and stick together every day.
Mingyao was stunned and was so stunned that he forgot to explain.
When he came back to his senses, Huo Xiao had already reached out and took a few plastic bags with a calm expression. Mingyao felt a little uncomfortable.
Being misunderstood by others when she was with Huo Xiao was even more embarrassing than when she went to the mall with her father during the Chinese New Year and met her father's former colleague, but was misunderstood by him as his father's lover.
However, seeing Huo Xiao's unchanging expression, she was also strong and calm, pretending not to hear, and turned around to go to another stall.
Huo Xiao held the plastic bag with one hand and lightly wiped the screen of his phone with the thumb of his other hand.
On the screen was a photo he had just taken.
The woman wore a low ponytail, with a strand of hair scattered on her cheeks. Her profile was soft, with her head lowered and her eyes focused on picking tomatoes. Wearing ordinary clothes, standing in a noisy and cluttered environment, he looks even more beautiful and charming.
Huo Xiao lowered his head and took another look, then saved the photo in the private album.
Putting the phone in his pocket, he raised his feet and followed slowly.
Newlyweds...
Huo Xiao chuckled, feeling a tingling tingling well up in his heart.
Regarding the matter of coveting his younger brother's wife in his heart.
Huo Xiao didn't feel guilty.
A gentleman also talks about deeds but does not care about his heart.
What's more, he is not a gentleman.
