It was already dusk, and the setting sun had coated his profile with a layer of gold, making his facial features appear more noble and three-dimensional, untouchable.
Mingyao was startled, his lips and teeth slightly opened, and he said calmly: "Brother..."
The car door opened, shiny leather shoes stepped on the ground, the man stepped out and pulled Mingyao in.
Pang Guanghao was stunned for a moment, then said angrily: "Hey, what are you doing?"
He was extremely tall and burly, more than half a head taller than Pang Guanghao. His cold gaze was like a knife on him, and his heart skipped a beat. Pang Guanghao couldn't help but take two steps back in fear.
By the time he came to his senses and wanted to regain his dignity, the car door had already been closed and driven away...
In the car, Mingyao sat in a somewhat reserved position.
Thinking of what he had mistakenly recognized before, his face began to turn red, and he wrung his hands together, not daring to look into his eyes, and lowered his head and asked in a low voice.
"Brother, are you off work too?"
"Yes." Huo Xiao responded and asked lightly: "Where do you live now?"
Facing him, Mingyao didn't dare to hide anything and honestly told her where she lived. After hearing this, the driver silently changed lanes and drove in that direction.
Huo Xiao's attitude was still as cold as before, and Mingyao gradually regained her composure.
It was very quiet in the car, but she and Huo Xiao had always had this attitude towards each other.
Soon we arrived at the gate of the community.
Mingyao wanted to say goodbye, but the man opened the door and got out of the car. He obviously didn't look like he was just sending her back.
"..."
Mingyao had no choice but to take Huo Xiao upstairs.
"The house is a little messy..."
Mingyao opened the door and stood by the door stroking her hair, feeling a little embarrassed.
Now that she was the only one living in the house, she became more lazy and casual.
After she moved out of the mansion, Huo Xiao also moved to an apartment near the company within a few days.
In just a few days of getting along, he got used to her sweet scent, soft smile, and delicate steps.
She weaved a sweet dream for him, then completely broke it off and left without even saying goodbye in person.
Only his house seemed extremely quiet and lonely, and even the paintings on the wall were a bit dim.
He couldn't help but inquire about her whereabouts. He wanted to know what she was doing now... What's more, before Huo Yan died, he also told him to take care of her.
He has this responsibility and obligation.
As soon as Huo Xiao stepped through the door, he frowned.
Looking at the small room, there are only a few basic wooden furniture, not even a TV. The sofa is even covered with a dustproof cloth. There is a pile of books on the dining table and a few fast food boxes thrown in the trash can. It is deserted. Pitiful.
Huo Xiao couldn't believe that she had been living here for almost a month.
Turning around and looking over, Mingyao was standing there blankly with her coat in her hand, her mouth pursed, her thin body couldn't be concealed by her wide shirt, and her sides were as thin as a piece of paper.
A trace of anger welled up in her heart. Is this how she takes care of herself?
Recalling that when she first married Huo Yan and moved home, she bought all the flowers in the vases. In her free time, she often cooked and made desserts to send everywhere. Although they don’t pay much attention to dressing up, they still have many colorful skirts and hairbands.
These details are all expressions of love for life.
But now she is living like an ascetic, with no interest in life.
Huo Xiao sighed slightly. He knew that she was in a period of depression.
He just felt sad for her laissez-faire attitude.
"Brother, please sit here."
Mingyao smiled at him, pulled out the chair in front of the dining table, picked up the kettle and poured a glass of water for Huo Xiao, sorted the scattered books on the table and took them into the bedroom.
The bedroom door was ajar, and Huo Xiao followed the woman unconsciously.
However.
When he saw the photos on the bedroom wall through the crack in the door, his body froze in fear and his pupils tightened.
The bedroom area is not large, the bed and wardrobe take up a lot of space. There are two suitcases in the corner, and there are many books and magazines piled on the floor.
Opposite the bed is an entire white wall with hundreds of photos, large and small, posted on it.
Huo Xiao pushed open the bedroom door in disbelief and walked in quickly.
The photos on the wall are all photos of Huo Yan's life.
There are also photos taken when he and Mingyao got married, including solo photos, group photos, and selfies with Mingyao.
In the photo, he is in high spirits, his eyes are clear and bright, his brows are warm, and his face is filled with happiness.
Huo Xiao felt cold all over, and his fingers were trembling slightly.
During this period of time, whenever he thought about things related to Huo Yan, his mood would become depressed involuntarily, and he would need to do something else to divert his attention.
Huo Xiao even went back to his old home less frequently, fearing that his parents would be sad if they saw his face that looked similar to Huo Yan's.
He couldn't imagine.
How Mingyao felt, looking at a whole wall of photos of her former lover when she got up and before going to bed every day, but there was no one around her.
Wouldn't she feel empty and lost?
Huo Xiao's eyes turned stiff and he looked at Mingyao.
Mingyao stood by the window against the light, with a thin figure and looking at the wall indifferently, not feeling anything strange about her behavior.
Suddenly, Huo Xiao remembered the animal world documentary he had watched when he was a child.
Seagulls are introduced in one of the episodes.
The documentary said that seagulls are the most infatuated birds in the world. They only stay with one partner for their whole life.
If one seagull dies first, the other will keep hovering over the sea calling for its mate to return, until it falls into the sea with all its strength and dies.
Huo Xiao suddenly understood.
She moved out of her home not to let go of the past and start a new life of her own.
She never wanted to move on from that past.
These pictures are on the wall.
Not only a memory, but also a reminder.
Remind yourself not to forget him.
He didn't even have any doubts.
She was ready to spend the rest of her life missing Huo Yan.
She looks gentle and easy-going on the outside, but she is stubborn and stubborn in her heart.
Her love is as sincere as a seagull.
You only love one person in your life, and if you fall in love, you will last a lifetime!
There was an extreme contraction in my chest, and my breathing was stagnant, as if my heart was being held by iron wires.
Huo Xiao twitched the corner of his mouth sarcastically.
Put your life on another person.
When that person leaves, it's like having your backbone ripped out, you lose the ability to live an active life, and you even have to stay chaste for him for the rest of your life.
What a pathetic woman.
"Brother...?"
Mingyao asked softly and tentatively when he saw Huo Xiao's face turned pale and his expression was a little strange.
"Brother, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Huo Xiao lowered his eyes and looked at her. A man and a woman were alone in a small space.
There was only concern and worry on her face, without any ambiguity.
However, watching her love for another person so deeply that they will last until death.
His heart beat even harder.
perhaps......
He is more pathetic than she is.
