My husband disappeared after a flash marriage, but I am pregnant with his child

In the quiet night, a low and warm male voice suddenly sounded in Qiao Qin's ears. The voice was like a gurgling stream, gently passing through the silent night and gently caressing Qiao Qin's chaotic thoughts.

"What's wrong? You seem a little absent-minded." Huo Yan's voice revealed a bit of concern and confusion, as if he could see through every subtle fluctuation in her heart.

Qiao Qin was pulled back from her contemplation by this sudden question. She raised her head slightly and her eyes met the golden mask on Huo Yan's face. The eyes under the mask were as deep as black holes, flashing an elusive light in the night.

Qiao Qin slowly stretched out her hand and took the trousers handed to her by Huo Yan. Her fingertips gently slid across the trouser surface, as if looking for some answer.

However, a complex emotion involuntarily revealed in her eyes - doubts about Huo Yan's identity, as well as a hint of loss and memories.

Qiao Qin caught some similarities between Huo Yan and Huo Shiyan. Those insignificant little habits, movements, and even subtle tastes caused ripples in her heart.

However, whenever she wanted to delve deeper, reason always acted like a solid barrier, pulling her back to reality.

Although Huo Yan and Huo Shiyan have similar names, their personalities, experiences, and life trajectories are like two parallel lines that have never intersected.

Qiao Qin once tried to tell herself that Huo Yan was just Huo Yan and had nothing to do with Huo Shiyan.

However, that afternoon, the peaceful life was broken by an accident.

Qiao Qin was teasing little Huo Qian at home. The little guy was having fun when he accidentally knocked over the teacup on the table, and the hot water splashed onto the power strip.

"Clap!"

There was a sound of a power outage, and the lights in the villa went out instantly, plunging it into darkness.

Little Huo Qian didn't know what was going on yet. He was still holding the toy in his hand with an innocent smile on his face.

At the same time, Qiao Qin frowned as she tried to find Huo Yan, hoping that he could go and check out the situation.

However, no matter how she called, Huo Yan did not respond.

"Huo Yan? Huo Yan?"

Qiao Qin's voice became louder and louder, finally attracting Huo Yan's attention.

His low and slightly puzzled voice sounded in the darkness: "What's wrong?"

With the help of the faint moonlight, Qiao Qin touched Huo Yan's side. As soon as her hand touched his arm, Huo Yan's eyes suddenly became deep, and he suddenly grabbed her wrist and tightened it.

"hiss!"

Qiao Qin cried out in pain, and Huo Yan immediately let go of her hand and asked nervously, "What's wrong? Did it hurt you?"

Qiao Qin shook her head, but her heart was already in turmoil.

Huo Yan’s reaction shocked her—he was afraid of the dark?

This discovery reminded her of Huo Shiyan, a man who was also afraid of the dark.

This coincidence made Qiao Qin begin to wonder whether there was some connection between Huo Yan and Huo Shiyan.

She recalled that Huo Shiyan had never appeared since Huo Yan came back, and the two of them had never appeared in the same occasion at the same time.

These doubts spread wildly in Qiao Qin's heart like vines, making her feel even heavier.

The bright moonlight shone through the window onto Huo Yan's face. Qiao Qin used this faint light to stare at the golden mask on his face.

She took a deep breath, mustered up her courage, and reached out to take off the mask.

Huo Yan obviously did not expect Qiao Qin to suddenly attack, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. He just wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

"Bang!"

The mask fell quietly to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Qiao Qin looked up and saw a shocking scar on Huo Yan's right cheek, spreading from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth.

This discovery stunned Qiao Qin. She could never have imagined this would be the result.

The air seemed to freeze, and the surroundings fell into a dead silence. Qiao Qin stared at Huo Yan blankly, her heart filled with confusion and shock.

how could this be?

Qiao Qin's mind was in a mess and she couldn't believe her eyes.

She hurriedly picked up the golden mask and wanted to help Huo Yan put it on to cover up the heartbreaking scars.

However, Huo Yan waved her hand away, and there was an unprecedented coldness in his deep eyes.

He didn't say anything, but turned around and strode out of the villa, leaving Qiao Qin standing alone in the dark.

Qiao Qin stood there in a daze, still holding the golden mask in her hand, feeling both relieved and somewhat regretful.

Fortunately, Huo Yan and Huo Shiyan were not the same person, otherwise she would not know how to face each other. What she regretted was that she should not have doubted Huo Yan, and that action just now seemed to have accidentally revealed the scar deep in his heart.

How to do?

A trace of confusion and self-blame flashed in Qiao Qin's eyes. She wanted to apologize to Huo Yan, but found that she knew nothing about him.

She only knew that Huo Yan was a mysterious man. His past, his identity, his scars...all of these were areas she wanted to understand but could not reach.

Qiao Qin took a deep breath and held the golden mask tightly in his hand.

Just then, the phone suddenly rang in my ear.

"Hello? Miss Qiao? Here is a letter sent to you from Country A. Please come out and sign for it."

Qiao Qin was stunned for a moment, and an inexplicable feeling surged in her heart.

She didn't seem to have any friends in Country A. However, when she received the letter, she was stunned.

The handwriting on the envelope was clear and powerful, and the three words "Huo Shiyan" were written at the end.

She slowly opened the envelope and unfolded the thin piece of letter paper. In the letter, Huo Shiyan's handwriting was vividly displayed on the paper, and every stroke revealed firmness and determination.

[When you see this letter, I will already be in Country A. I am sorry for causing you so much pain before, and I hope you can be happy in the future. ]

Qiao Qin stared at the letter in her hand. Every word was like a cold stone, hitting the originally calm lake of her heart, causing ripples.

An indescribable complex emotion flashed across her eyes, like confusion, relief, or a hint of loss. The huge rock that had been hanging in her heart finally fell slowly.

It turned out to be the case.

Huo Shiyan went abroad, so he never saw the other party again.

Qiao Qin thought about it, threw the letter into the trash can, then picked up her phone and called Huo Yan.