Chapter 1790 I'm Back
Accompanied by the creak of the door panel, it was extremely harsh in the quiet room.

The room was a little dark, and it was a little cold in here compared to the warmth outside.

When Yin Xun stepped into the threshold, his eyes searched eagerly, and soon he saw the figure at the window.

Even with his back to her, after so many years, she can recognize her at a glance.

Yin Xun's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his eyes widened, and he didn't dare to move, "Brother Ling, is that you?"

Her trembling voice overflowed from her mouth, and she couldn't help but shed tears after saying a word.

The figure standing at the window moved and turned around slowly. The face honed by time was wrinkled, the hair was stained with frost and snow, and the beard grew.

But those familiar eyes were dreamed back at midnight, and Yin Xun thought about them day and night.

She couldn't help it, and stepped forward a few steps and bumped into his arms, stretching out her arms and hugging him tightly.

Huo Zun's body stiffened for a moment, the woman next to his ears cried out eagerly and tremblingly, he slowly raised his hand on her shoulder and pulled her away.

"Xun'er—"

A hoarse and thick voice overflowed from the man's mouth. After 17 years, Yin Xun was so excited that he wanted to smile and let the man see his best side, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a choked sound overflowed, and the tears stopped She couldn't stop streaming down the corners of her eyes, she held onto the man's clothes tightly, fearing that this was just a dream, and when she woke up from the dream, the man would still leave her and walk away.

"You are not dead, you are really not dead..." Yin Xun had many words in his heart, but what he opened his mouth to say was the result of her ten years of waiting, her joy and luck.

Huo Zun looked at the crying woman in front of him, sighed softly, and wiped her tears with his hand: "What are you crying for, haven't I come back?"

Yin Xun reached out to hold his hand, and pulled his hand to her face, just like a little girl, she stared at him eagerly, as if she couldn't see enough.

The man's callused hands had a few more layers of wrinkles than before, but they still carried warmth, a very warm temperature.

"Where have you been all these years? Since you didn't die, why didn't you come back to see us?" Yin Xun raised his eyes and looked at the man in front of him.

Huo Zun looked at her and was silent for a while before speaking out slowly.

The smile on Yin Xun's face changed slightly as the man spat out the past, with hurt and pain in his eyes.

When the room was quiet, she slowly let go of his hand, she was a little dazed, but she was very unwilling to think of how heartless this man has been these past few years, she stretched out her hand to grab his clothes, and covered her eyes A layer of anger: "It's because that woman died, so you don't want to live anymore. You abandoned your wife and son to keep festivals for that woman in Beiqi for so many years?"

Huo Zun didn't refute, he was indeed such a selfish person back then.

"You don't have the woman you love, but you still have a wife, a son, and a mother. How can you just leave?" Yin Xun couldn't help but beat her with his hand, thinking that she had been living in pain all these years Suffering, running around looking for medicine for her son alone, full of suffering and nowhere to complain, she always forced herself to persevere, but what did fate give her?
This man didn't die at all, and he still hated her, hated her for treating Mu Mingxue with resignation.

But why did she want to save the woman who stole her husband's heart?
Huo Zun watched the woman change from the submissiveness just now, and now there was resentment on his face.

Fierce resentment towards him.

(End of this chapter)

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