1028 Chapter 1127, the Headache Is About to Burst

Ding Han was also taken aback, yes, how did she know? After two seconds of silence, he smiled awkwardly, "I guess, did you just ask me to help you put on the necklace?"

Huo Jibai nodded, "Yes, can I?"

"Yes." Ding Han said, got up, came to Huo Jibai, and took the necklace in his hand. I don't know whether it was out of curiosity or other reasons, but she wanted to see the small group photo in the pendant, thinking in her heart, mouth He said it unconsciously, "Can I see the photo in the pendant?"

I felt inappropriate when I just said it, "If it's inconvenient..."

"Yes." Huo Jibai raised his head and looked at Ding Han. It was the first time he saw her at such a close distance. He really looked exactly like his mother, even the small mole on the corner of his mouth was in the same position.

Even twins can't be like this, Huo Jibai thinks more and more that Ding Han is his mother.

He stared at Ding Han without blinking, not wanting to miss any trace of her expression when she saw the group photo.

Ding Han caressed the heart-shaped pendant in his palm, feeling inexplicably soft in his heart, the sense of familiarity became more and more intense at this moment, as if she had seen this necklace countless times.

With this inexplicable feeling, Ding Han slowly opened the heart-shaped pendant, and when the small group photo inside appeared in front of her, she felt dizzy and her head felt like a pinprick.

Ding Han squeezed his forehead with one hand, and propped the hand holding the necklace on the table.

Huo Jibai hurriedly got up and supported Ding Han, "Secretary Ding, what's wrong with you?"

Ding Han's face was pale, his brain was so painful that he couldn't even speak, he just shook his head, after a burst of piercing pain, it seemed that something poured out of his brain.

Many strange and familiar scenes came towards her fiercely like a flood of gates, and she was completely overwhelmed.

The headache was about to burst.

There were too many pictures, and she passed them by before she could see them clearly, as if she was about to be overwhelmed by something.

Ding Han could barely stand on his feet.

Huo Jibai helped her sit down on the chair, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Do you have a headache?"

When Ding Han was in severe pain, he saw the handsome young man in front of him, and felt very kind, and almost subconsciously said, "Xiaobai..."

Huo Jibai's heart was filled with ecstasy, he looked excitedly at Ding Han, an 18-year-old boy, his eyes were reddened instantly, and he asked with a trembling voice, "You...remember me?"

Ding Han frowned, and when he was about to say something, the door of the box was pushed open from the outside.

Huo Jibai raised his eyes to look at the door, "Uncle Wu..." The next second he stopped talking, because it was not Huo Yanqing who came in but the waiter.

The waiter came to the table with a tray in his hand, and said with a smile, "Our restaurant is holding an event today, and desserts will be delivered for free when you spend over 500 yuan."

At this moment, Huo Jibai's heart was tied to Ding Han, and he only hoped that the waiter who got in the way would go out quickly, nodded, "Got it."

Ding Han felt that her head was not hurting so much, she was immersed in her own thoughts, slowly digesting the flood of information in her mind.

The waiter put the desserts in front of Huo Jibai and Ding Han respectively, then stood aside and said softly, "Please taste."

"Go out, we will eat by ourselves in a while." Huo Ji Bai said impatiently.

A trace of guilt flashed in the waiter's eyes, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Our store manager said that we must hear the customer's evaluation of the dessert. If you don't like this taste, we can change it for you at any time."