Chapter 151 She Really Moved Away, My Wife Is Gone...
When Huo Tingxiao arrived at the compound, he asked to stop at the gate of the family quarters.
Watching him quickly get off the car carrying his luggage.
The steps under my feet are getting faster and faster, and it even seems like they are flying.
The moonlight at night made his shadow very long.
All the way to the doorstep.
I saw that the lights in the house were on and the door was open.
Huo Tingxiao's heart, which had risen to his chest, suddenly fell back.
She is still here.
He knew that she came back first, and he had thought about riding in the same car with her.
But he was afraid.
Afraid that she hated him.
So I chose to take a late bus.
Will I still have the chance to look at her openly?
Even for just one day.
Huo Tingxiao swallowed his saliva.
I pushed open the door to the yard, and my steps were a little hesitant.
Finally, he walked towards the door of his home.
His palms were wet and he reached out to push the door open.
The lights in the living room were on.
But there were cups in the enamelware pot on the table and the pots and pans on the kitchen counter that she had bought and arranged with her own hands.
At this moment, everything disappeared.
Huo Tingxiao thought of something and the bag in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
A wave of wetness welled up in my heart.
He walked quickly towards the room, pushed open the door, and saw pitch black.
When I flipped the switch, the room was empty.
The bed, which originally had small floral patterns on it, now only had the cold color of the wooden board.
All the things on the desk that belonged to her were...gone.
Even the scent that belonged to her alone in the air seemed to be gone.
In the dark night, the quiet sound is like the deep sea.
He saw no hope.
Huo Tingxiao's heart seemed to be thrown into an iceberg, shrinking into a ball.
So, she...left so soon.
You don't even want to let him take a look?
At this moment, there was a noise outside.
She is back?
The pace of his feet is astonishingly fast.
"Brother Tingxiao, you're back?"
Qin Xiangbei held the plate in his hand and looked at Huo Tingxiao's pale face.
The voice was a little stuttering.
"I'm just here to return the plate. Comrade Qingran sent some food to my father and told him to return the plate after he was done eating."
He quickly put the plate on the table and took out the key from his pocket, "Comrade Qingran asked my father to give this to you."
Huo Ting glared at the key tied with a small Chinese knot in his palm, and his throat felt like it was stuffed with a ball of cotton wool.
Can't go up, can't come down.
Qin Xiangbei saw that something was wrong and quickly said, "Brother Tingxiao, I have something else to do. I'm leaving first!"
Huo Tingxiao slumped on the sofa as if he had just let out a sigh of relief.
With trembling fingers, he took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket.
The burning scarlet tobacco rolled out circles after circles, swirling upwards.
The cigarette he inhaled into his lungs was like a red-hot iron, sizzling and burning his heart bit by bit.
One after another.
Endless.
Huo Tingxiao was completely enveloped in smoke.
When Song Chuxiao and Ji Qiubai came over, they almost choked on their tears.
"Damn, is this guy Lao Huo smoking cigarettes like cannons?"
The man, shrouded in darkness, was still smoking.
When Song Chuxiao and Ji Qiubai walked over, he glanced at them lightly and lit another cigarette.
There were extinguished cigarette butts all around him.
His body was covered with cigarette ash.
Song Chuxiao reached out to open the window behind the sofa and sat down next to him.
Looking into his blurry eyes, I felt extremely painful.
He let out a long sigh.
"I heard from Xiao Sun that Commander Qin asked his former guard to send my sister-in-law off today."
Huo Tingxiao's hand holding the cigarette butt trembled, and his left hand, which was resting on his knee, put the cigarette back into his mouth.
Ji Qiubai jumped up and down like a wild civet, looking at the cushions on the sofa behind him.
"Your wife made this thing. She has a good taste. She's better than you."
Song Chuxiao:... MD, I really want to sew his mouth shut.
Huo Tingxiao glanced at Ji Qiubai with his deep eyes and said nothing.
Song Chuxiao reached out and grabbed his collar.
"Go away."
Ji Qiubai turned over from the sofa with dissatisfaction and sat next to Huo Tingxiao, handing him the cigarette in his hand.
"Mine is more expensive than yours. You'll die slower if you smoke it."
Huo Tingxiao accepted all the cigarettes, lit them up, and started a new round of smoking.
Ji Qiubai shrugged, "Brother Song, call quickly, he's seriously ill."
Huo Tingxiao didn't beat anyone today, which is unreasonable and illegal.
Song Chuxiao looked at the person in front of him who owed him something.
"Old Huo, hit him. Don't you have a place to vent your anger? It's a waste if you don't use the gift that comes to your door."
Ji Qiubai jumped and squatted on the sofa, "Brother Song, you are not kind. What does his wife running away have to do with me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Tingxiao's cold eyes stabbed like a knife.
"Do you want a beating?"
"I......."
Ji Qiubai shrank his head. The King of Hell was losing his mind right now. What if he tried to kill him?
"Don't be sad. I'll ask my grandfather to give you some of my blind dates later."
Huo Tingxiao glared at him coldly, "You are a very nice person."
Ji Qiubai put his arm around his shoulders and said, "We are friends, don't worry, I won't compete with you."
Seeing him like this, Song Chuxiao was in no mood to listen to Ji Qiubai's antics.
Get straight to the point.
"You were all fine before you left, why are you here making such a fuss?"
"I'm not saying anything, but my sister-in-law is a good person. You should apologize sincerely. She is not an unreasonable person."
The air is stagnant.
Huo Tingxiao's eyes were empty, and the smoke rings he blew out seemed to have made his eyes red.
The dim light refracted by the smoke rings, casting a faint shadow under his lonely brows.
A pair of red eyes lowered slightly.
The voice conceals an unspeakable loneliness.
"Old Song, I'm not a human."
Ji Qiubai jumped up and held Huo Tingxiao's head.
"Oh my god, Brother Xiao, after all these years, have you finally realized that you are not a human?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Chuxiao kicked him in the butt.
"Shut your stinky mouth."
Ji Qiubai covered his butt and jumped around, "Brother Song, I'm just trying to comfort him. Look, he looks better now."
Song Chuxiao:.......
Song Chuxiao looked at Huo Tingxiao's cold eyes and spoke in a serious voice.
"Did you make a mistake of principle?"
"How is it possible? Brother Xiao is such a man that even the Buddha would have to personally select him to learn from him!"
The cigarette in Huo Tingxiao's hand was slowly put out.
"I don't believe her."
Song Chuxiao thought of something at this time and frowned.
"Is it the same thing as before?"
Look at him without saying anything.
Song Chuxiao felt a little disappointed with his friend.
"I told you this before, I thought you had thought it through, what are you doing?"
As he said this, he stood up suddenly, with a serious expression like the dean of studies.
He stretched out his leg and kicked him directly.
The tone was very sharp.
"You deserve this. You asked for it."
"Ji Qiubai, let's go and let him be beaten to death alone."
Ji Qiubai's curious eyes were almost flaming with anger.
"Brother Xiao, you are awesome. Old Song doesn't care about you anymore."
Really awesome!
He said with a thumbs up.
"Hey, Brother Xiao, tell me, let me scold you, how did you commit suicide?"
Huo Tingxiao's voice was as cold as ice.
"You want to die, I can send you away first."
Ji Qiubai clicked his tongue twice, "I hope you'll be beaten to death."
He quickly followed Song Chuxiao's footsteps and ran away.
"Brother, tell me, what happened to him?"
Song Chuxiao sighed, "What can I do? He did something wrong and his wife doesn't want him anymore."
Ji Qiubai's eyes lit up, "So exciting?"
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