Planetary revolution

Autumn in Anseong is very short, as if the sky changed overnight, and winter was wrapped up in the howling north wind as expected.

In the south along the coast, there is no heating.

Under Huo Jingshi's urging, Xia Xingxing went to school wrapped up like a zongzi every day. His expression was a bit embarrassed. Huo Jingshi tied the scarf for him with his own hands, and his movements became more and more skillful: "Just wear it like this, it's very nice."

What a ghost, Xia Xingxing twitched his lips.

Huo Jingshi took out a thermos from the kitchen and put it in his schoolbag. It was the ginger syrup he asked Aunt Zhang to prepare in advance last night: "Bring this."

The weather changed yesterday, Xia Xingxing was showing signs of catching a cold, occasionally coughing a few times, but he didn't notice it, Huo Jingshi noticed it.

It was only at this time that Xia Xingxing would be startled. He didn't know when Huo Jingshi seemed to have infiltrated too much into the basic necessities of his life.

There are still dishes he likes and dishes he doesn't like on the table every day.

But by such a coincidence, his favorite food is always closer to him, within reach.

He looked suspiciously at the man beside him.

Huo Jingshi turned the steering wheel and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

Xia Xingxing looked directly into his gloomy eyes, and smiled politely: "It's okay."

Coincidence?

There is no need to drink milk, there are dishes he likes, and the frequency of carrots appearing on the dining table is getting lower and lower.

No matter how secretive and natural Huo Jingshi was, it was impossible for a suspicious person like Xia Xingxing not to think too much.

Could it be that he had become the frog in the warm water before he realized and reacted.

Indulging in one second, sober in the next second.

It took him a long time to hold on to the fortresses and walls in his heart, preventing them from collapsing in those unidentified, false tenderness and concerns.

After all, God will never show mercy to a fool who falls twice in the same place.

There are entertainments that Huo Jingshi can push away, and some that he can't.

He came late, and drove Xia Xingxing himself to school at night for self-study. Half of the people in the venue were waiting.

As soon as he sat down, the head of the Xu family brought someone over to sit beside him.

Huo Jingshi was about to push people away, but he stopped when he raised his head.

is a beautiful boy.

Black hair, fair skin, no makeup applied, between the eyebrows and a pair of dark eyes are three parts familiar and three parts timid.

The Xu family was all about pleasing the Huo family, and I don't know where to find out the news that Mr. Huo took in the young master of the Xia family that was ruined ten years ago, and he worked hard to find such a person.

"Tsk, Brother Shi, I'm sure enough! Brother, retreat first, you enjoy it."

Huo Jingshi's face was serious, he clamped his hand that was outstretched, and raised his chin to the side: "Don't move around, just sit down."

The boy looked back at Master Xu who had brought him here with some embarrassment, and the other party's eyes just happened to look in this direction, and it was nothing more than the supervisor.

"This..." His buyer urged him to take down the one in front of him, and said that he had a good chance of winning, not to mention that he himself...

Huo Jingshi didn't want to embarrass him, so he tapped the table: "Then you will be responsible for pouring the wine."

There was a hint of disappointment in the boy's twinkling eyes, but Huo Jing didn't notice it, he lowered his eyes and pondered what was in his heart.

Even others can see it.

His thoughts on Xia Xingxing.

That kind of ignorant emotion and the desire that has been hidden and suppressed until recently is about to break out of the ground, like a straight arrow hitting the bull's-eye, and those inexplicable emotions and actions after the reunion have reasonable reasons and explanations.

What was originally just some insignificant exploration and pity at the beginning, how did it develop into the dreamy dream that is now worrying every day.

Attracted bit by bit, sinking in step by step, emotion precedes rationality, body reaction precedes conscious thinking, and when he comes to his senses, he has become nervous when Xia Xingxing frowns, and worried when the other party is silent situation.

But he was not surprised by this turbulent emotion at all, instead he felt that it was very natural, as if it should be like this, it was destined.

After all, they were so deeply entangled ten years ago.

He closed his eyes, recalling the child's attitude and pretense towards him, as well as years of old resentment between them, he felt so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

When Tian Yiyang saw Huo Jing, he was sitting alone on the sofa, and when he walked over, he found that there was a little duck who looked exactly like the young master of the Xia family sitting beside him, and his expression became confused.

He is a smart person, and he saw some clues when he barbecued in the open air last time.

He had a few drinks with Huo Jing, and after a long silence, he asked, "Do you know what you are doing?"

Huo Jingshi held a long cigarette in his white and slender left hand, and put it casually on his lips, but it was enough to show his sexy in the subtleties. He didn't smoke often, but he only smoked one occasionally when he was under great pressure abroad, but Recently, I have become addicted to smoking.

Last weekend, Xia Xingxing said he would go home for a few days, but he couldn't stop him, so Huo's house was completely vacant.

There was no figure of him in the garden, no voice from him at the dinner table, and life was without waves, returning to the boring and cold track of Huo Jingshi.

Those two days were the most addictive, even Aunt Zhang couldn't help talking about him.

Uncle Bai passed by with a flower shovel, glanced at the pile of soot, and said casually: "The smell of smoke is so strong that it won't go away. If Xingxing comes back early, he will have to clean it again."

Huo Jingshi paused with the hand holding the cigarette, turned the lighter, threw it into the drawer and locked it.

Although he knew clearly in his heart that Xia Xingxing would never come back early.

Not being able to smoke can only be paralyzed by work, and I often don't fall asleep until three or four in the morning.

The dream was more real, Xia Xingxing was in his arms, just like when he got in by himself when he was a child, sometimes he said he was cold and sometimes he wanted to hug...

When I woke up, I was sweating profusely, and my breath was heavy. In the next second, a huge sense of emptiness and loss swept through my body again.

He took Xia Xingxing back from the old man's house that day, and watched it under his nose before he felt more at ease.

He knew that Xia Xingxing was unhappy in his heart, but he couldn't control it, he felt empty if he didn't look at this person.

The feeling of weightlessness was overwhelming, and he couldn't stand the feeling of emptiness and panic, he just wanted to quickly tie him back, look at him with a good eye, and hold him tightly in his arms.

Huo Jingshi embraced Xia Xingxing who was suddenly picked up at that time, and coaxed people gently and calmly without changing his face: "Uncle Bai has sprained his ankle these two days, and the flowering period of your rose field is only a few days, if you don't pick it, it will be over for the last few days." Good time."

Knowing that he was still thinking about Qu Zongnan, he said, "He also wants you to pick some of the best bunches and send them to the teacher, so that the teacher can also see the flowers you planted yourself."

Xia Xingxing's expression softened a lot: "Then I'll get the bamboo basket and scissors."

Xia Xingxing is so obedient, but I'm lying to him again.Huo Jingshi followed behind him, thinking sarcastically in his heart, but there was a trace of pleasure in not doing it endlessly.

He is like a gambler who clearly knows that he has lost all the weight in his hand, but he is still reluctant to leave the gambling table because his opponent has not fully seen him through.

How many rounds can last is how many rounds, nothing more than drinking poison to quench thirst.

Huo Jingshi pressed his slender fingers and flicked the soot off: "Isn't it obvious enough what I'm doing?"

Tian Yiyang was surprised by his outspokenness and undisguised, he thought to himself that it was nothing, threw the poker cards in his hand: "Tsk, what's going on, didn't you have been vaccinated? "

It's not impossible for Huo Jingshi to like men, but why is it that little ancestor.

"Vaccination? This disease—" Huo Jingshi hooked the corners of his lips, and in the curling white mist, there was a kind of stubbornness and charm that was rarely seen in ordinary times: "Is there any medicine?"

After a second, he flicked the cigarette ash, and said, "Besides, I have no intention of treating it at all."

"What do you mean?" Tian Yang paused, shocked: "You, really think it over?"

He was really afraid of Huo Jingshi's attitude. This person was a lunatic when he started his business, and he always had to do whatever he wanted to get what he wanted.

Tian Yiyang raised his hands in surrender, and suggested calmly and sincerely like evaluating a strand: "I think you should carefully estimate the risks and costs of being with the young master."

Tian Yiyang has always believed that Huo Jingshi is the same type of person as him, with ego and coolness, and interests as the most important thing. Talking about feelings is also talking about business. Businesses with profits higher than costs should be discarded in time, and hopeless forecasts should be cut quickly. broken.

With Huo Jingshi's current status, being with this person is a waste.

Resistance, criticism, and reputation are not as good as maximizing the value of marrying a famous family.

Huo Jingshi suppressed the bitterness in his mouth, and laughed at himself: "You think too much."

"It's not my turn to think about these."

If there were only these things between him and Xia Xingxing, he would be able to wake up laughing in his dream in the middle of the night.

Tian Yiyang let out a "ha", but didn't understand: "What do you mean?" Aren't these the most important things in their marriage?

Huo Jingshi downed a glass of strong wine and said directly: "He hates me."

Xia Xing hated him, and he could clearly and deeply feel the indifference, defense and hatred behind the young man's smile every minute of every day.

He can't admit it.

He couldn't pretend he didn't see it.

Tian Yang paused, the entanglement in the past was indeed an insurmountable hurdle, but he also felt that the brother's appearance was too embarrassing, so he bit the bullet to comfort him, pretending to smile easily: "What are you afraid of, the young master is nothing Can’t even remember? It’s not up to you to do anything.”

Huo Jingshi slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, looked at Tian Yiyang with dark and heavy eyes, his voice was hoarse, and he said slowly and softly: "Has he really forgotten everything?"

Tian Yiyang's frightened pupils dilated inch by inch.

Let him do what he wants?Huo Jingshi laughed at himself, is he letting Xia Xing do what he wants?

Xia Xingxing's random refusal made him unhappy, and Xia Xingxing's inadvertent evasive movement could make him feel colic, bitter and crazy, and he tasted all kinds of tastes.

The heart, liver, kidneys, lungs, internal organs, and six internal organs are all involved because of such a person.

You can see it, you can touch it.

But you can never get close, you can't get it.

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