Chapter 1099 1206, Secretary Ding, Why Are You Crying?
When Ding Han received a call from Shu Xin saying that he was going to have dinner here, his emotions became difficult to control. When the familiar lake surface appeared in front of his eyes, bits and pieces of the past also instantly came to mind.
What impressed me the most was when the family of three came here for the first time.
She remembered that it was a hot summer day, Huo Jibai was seven years old, he was clamoring to go fishing, Huo Yanlin didn't bring fishing gear in the car, so he went to the restaurant to rent a set of fishing gear for guests, and sat by the small wooden bridge to teach Huo Jibai was fishing.
At that time, the decoration here was not as good as it is now. Above the small wooden bridge is the blue sky, and there is no sunshade like it is now.
Huo Yanlin and Huo Jibai, one big and one small, were sitting by the small wooden bridge fishing, and she stood behind them, holding an umbrella to shield them from the scorching sun.
It didn't take long for Huo Jibai to lose his patience, his little butt squirmed back and forth on the stool, turned his head and said it was hot, and asked her to buy him ice cream.
When she came back from buying ice cream, the father and son had already caught a fish.
Huo Jibai was so happy that he danced with his hands and feet, without her holding an umbrella, sweat rolled down his cheeks.
At that time, when he was changing his teeth, under the sun, his bright smiling face with two missing front teeth was funny and cute.
She passed the ice cream over, and Huo Jibai happily ate the ice cream, because he caught a fish, he was so excited that he was sweating profusely and didn't go back to the box.
Huo Yanlin gave Huo Jibai some instructions and then pulled her into the box. After entering the box, Huo Yanlin pressed her against the door and kissed her. When the two were kissing passionately, there was a cry of help from outside.
Huo Jibai fell into the water.
"Secretary Ding, why are you crying?"
Shu Xin's words brought back Ding Han's thoughts, she came back to her senses, stretched out her hand to touch her face, only to realize that she had burst into tears at some point.
Ding Han flusteredly wiped the tears off his face, "It's okay, it's windy here, my eyes tend to cry when I see the wind."
This excuse is so far-fetched, naturally Shu Xin will not believe it, seeing the wind shed tears, only a drop or two, how could her face be full of tears?
And when Shu Xin walked over just now, she clearly saw the sadness in Ding Han's eyes, who was she sad for?
Could it be that she is really Jian Xi, and like Huo Jibai, she also remembered the past, so she shed tears of sadness?
Shu Xin guessed so in her heart, but she didn't expose Ding Han on the face, but said with a smile: "Secretary Ding, please."
The two walked towards the small box one after the other, with Shu Xin leading the way.
Ding Han's emotions became stronger the closer he got to the small box. This box was the one where his family of three used to come.
Are these all coincidences?
Ding Han suppressed the churning emotions in his heart, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Miss Shu, why did you ask me to come to such a far place?"
Shu Xin glanced back at Ding Han, "I was introduced by others, and he also came, waiting for us in the box."
Ding Han slightly grasped the satchel on his shoulder, "Who is it?"
Shu Xin smiled, "Go in and have a look."
Ding Han entered the private room and saw the young man sitting at the dining table. The emotions that she had finally suppressed began to churn in her heart again. Since she recovered her memory last time, she had never seen Huo Jibai so closely.
How many times in the past, she wanted to find an excuse to get close to him and look at him, but she was afraid of being discovered by He Jingxing, so she could only suppress this thought again and again.
Caught off guard, Ding Han seemed a little flustered and didn't know what to say for a while.
My head is starting to buzz, I can't take it anymore, let's update so much first, and write the rest tomorrow.