Coupled with his sunny and handsome appearance and elegant gentlemanly demeanor, he easily attracts the attention of girls.
Huo Zhixing sighed softly. Huo Zhishu was his uncle's son, who had been very well protected since childhood. He was simple-minded and even a little silly. He never suspected any girl of having ulterior motives when she approached him and remained kind to every girl.
It seems that things between him and Qiu Yu shouldn't be too complicated.
It's normal for the two of them to go to the library; Huo Zhishu often goes to the library to study with his classmates.
It's normal for the two of them to go camping and on a picnic, because Huo Zhishu is an outdoor sports enthusiast and often gathers a group of friends to go out and have fun.
It was perfectly normal for him to take her to a dance; it was a common social event held at the business school.
As for him giving her a dress, that was normal for Huo Zhishu. He was a warm-hearted man, and also a bit of a flirt; although he wasn't promiscuous, his thoughtfulness was often misunderstood by girls.
Qiu Yu never knew that it was Huo Zhishu because Huo Zhishu grew up abroad and was used to using an English name. People around him were also used to calling him by his English name.
"In the letter Qiu Yu wrote to you, was the first name she mentioned Huo Zhixing?"
Huo Zhixing asked in a deep voice.
Yin Shaoqing was taken aback, his expression slowly becoming complicated, and then he looked at him with some disbelief.
The first name mentioned was indeed an English name, and he remembered it; the person's name was Mark.
Qiu Yu said that she knew Mark was Huo Zhixing because she secretly checked the list of participants in the debate that day.
But after mentioning Huo Zhixing a few times, he frequently talked about Mark in his later letters.
She said that everyone calls him Mark, so she calls him that too.
After Qiu Yu's accident, Yin Shaoqing went to handle her funeral arrangements and retrieved her phone. Looking through her contact history, he found only a few messages, mostly between her and Mark.
It was clear that she was very enthusiastic towards Mark, but he only remained polite to her.
Her notes were also filled with fantasies about Mark.
Mark was like her heaven, her god.
Yin Shaoqing was consumed by jealousy and even wanted to smash his phone. But when he raised the phone high, he couldn't bring himself to slam it to the ground.
Before him lay Qiu Yu's tragic death, and he was determined to make Mark, who had rejected and hurt her, pay a terrible price.
But unexpectedly, it was all just a misunderstanding.
"So that's how it is..." Yin Shaoqing slowly uttered a few words.
A tear rolled down his cheek, and he forced a self-deprecating smile.
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