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Chapter 144 Huo Ting Returns
United States, New York.

The pace of life in the United States is very fast. In the past year, Huo Ting has gradually adapted to the pace of life here from the previous resistance.

Many things happened to him this year. The Huo family and the Ji family got married, and the Huo family's business expanded from China to New York, USA.

He now has two priorities, one is foreign trade and the other is hotel management.

Huo Ting's marriage with Ji Xiangyun was not voluntary. He yearned for freedom and did not want to be restrained.

However, since the car accident, his mother and father begged him repeatedly, and even his mother knelt on the ground, because Huo Ting was the only son in the Huo family. If he chose his own life, then the Huo family's business would have to be handed over to him. For other shareholders, how many pairs of eyes under Huojia Group are staring at the position of chairman.

His mother was unwilling, and his father, Huo Xiong, was even more unwilling to give this hand to others. If he left, Huo Ting would die in front of him.

The past one year ago is vivid in my mind, but what about two years ago, three years ago?He couldn't recall what he had experienced in the past.

It seemed that everything before was blank in his mind. His mother told him that the car accident took away his previous memories.

He studied economics at Han University, and his postgraduate degree was at Stanford University in the United States, and he is still studying.

But he can't recall, his past can only be collected bits and pieces from other people's mouths, and the marriage with Ji Xiangyun is said to have been settled by the two families when they were young.

In order not to make his parents sad, and to keep their promise, he married Ji Xiangyun a year ago.

Perhaps for his life, he is living for others most of the time, walking the path arranged by his parents, walking the life that others dream of, but this life is not hers.

A marriage that is not worthy of the name, and the two have no emotional basis.

He didn't know if this kind of marriage was what his mother wanted to see. His mother wanted to have a grandson as soon as possible, but he had never touched Ji Xiangyun since he got married, and he had never even shared the same bed.

He sometimes thinks, otherwise, let's live a good life with Ji Xiangyun, and spend a lifetime with everyone, but every time he leans into her.

He wanted to try his best to recall his past. In his dreams, countless times, a girl in a white skirt would appear in his mind while riding a bicycle.

The girl passed by him, the gardenia fragrance from the campus permeated the tip of her nose, and the white gardenia fell with the woman in white riding a bicycle and landed on his shoulder.

He reached out and crushed the white flower heart in the palm of his hand, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. When he raised his head, the woman in white on the bicycle turned around and disappeared into his realization.

Every time he had this dream, he would wake up in the middle of the night with a severe headache. He tried hard to see the woman's appearance clearly, but the harder he tried to recall, his head felt like it was about to explode.

Whether the body does not allow him to wake up that memory.

The car accident, the doctor said that it left sequelae, and now he has to go to the hospital for regular checkups every other month. The doctor asked him to reduce the psychological burden, not to be too depressed, and not to recall the past as he could, and let everything go Naturally, you can remember the past if you can't say it.

He has been here for more than a year, and the work in New York is quite busy. Huo Ting found it difficult in the first half a year. His parents said that he used to be in this line of work, but when he first took over his father's job, he found it difficult and didn't understand many things.

In order to make these tasks handy, he spent a lot of time going to Stanford University to study foreign trade and business administration.

After a busy day's work, he likes to sketch in the square, to draw seagulls and people passing by, the sunset dyed the entire lake red, and pigeons circled in the sky.

The rushing crowd, the skyscrapers, the traffic, and the foreign country, Huo Ting has gradually integrated into this environment. The fast-paced life and cultural differences made him feel that there is something missing in this foreign country. It's a pity but I can't tell.

There are elegant women drinking coffee by the river, the innocent little faces of the children, and the setting sun in the west is reflected on the lake.

Huo Ting raised the paintbrush with his left hand, and drew on the paper those couples hugging by the river, people drinking coffee and reading newspapers.

But while drawing, a model of a young girl resolutely appeared on the paper. No matter what, he couldn't imitate the girl's facial features, and only relied on his imagination to make her facial features extremely beautiful.

Whether in dreams or in leisure life, she has occupied all his imagination.

At night, the sky suddenly began to drizzle. Huo Ting frowned his handsome sword eyebrows and looked up at the sky. The man's tall figure and handsome oriental face greeted other people's attention from time to time.

Huo Ting hastily put the drawing board and paints into the cloth bag, and held the drawing board above his head with his right hand to keep his body from getting wet from the rain. The water drops trickled down the edges of the four corners and fell under his feet. After running a little distance, he went to the parking lot The field drove out his car.

The drizzle was still falling outside the window, and the night enveloped the whole of New York in its embrace. The night sky was gray, Ji Xiangyun looked out the window and wondered why Huo Ting hadn't come back yet.

I made an afternoon flight by myself, and flew from Seoul to New York willfully.

It's just because Huo Ting didn't take the initiative to call her a single call during the more than a month since he left, even if she called him every time, Huo Ting would just say something perfunctory.

She said she missed him.

Huo Ting said I hung up.

She said she wanted to buy a bottle of Chanel perfume.

She let herself buy it in Seoul.

She said her parents were pushing her to have children.

He said he was busy with work.

She said she had a cold.

He said to him coldly, go to the hospital.

The two of them will never be on the same tune. She loves him so much, but he dismisses her.

Even when she took off her clothes and stood in front of him, he didn't even look at him. Sometimes she couldn't help wondering if Huo Ting was a man.

At night in New York, the lights are dim, and the drizzle outside the window hits the car window, reflecting the light of seven colors.

A black car was parked in the rain, Huo Ting took out the drawing board from the trunk of the car, looked up at his apartment, and found that the light in the apartment was on, the man frowned, Ruchen's eyes stared at The halo scattered in the upstairs room, turned around and entered the car again.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Ji Xiangyun felt a little happy when he saw the figure of the man downstairs. It can be seen that when he wanted to go back to the car again, the woman knew his intention.

He wants to leave.

Impatient Ji Xiangyun called Huo Ting.

"Ting, I'm in America." The woman intentionally made her voice sound extremely excited, but her heart was bitter.

She knew that he was avoiding her on purpose, and wished to see the best of her life. This marriage was meaningless, as if it was for the reputation of the two families and to consolidate each other's position in Seoul.

"Come back to eat, I've cooked a lot of dishes." Putting away her arrogance in front of Ji Xiangyang, she is willing to be the most humble one in front of Huo Ting.

"When did you come here?"

"The plane at 5 o'clock in the afternoon today, come back quickly! I have good news for you, about my brother."

Huo Ting went upstairs with the things in his hands. Seeing the light coming from his room, Huo Ting frowned. He looked at the figure on the kitchen glass with his dark eyes. Huo Ting put the drawing board on the On the coffee table in the living room.

Ji Xiangyun, who was busy in the kitchen, saw Huo Ting coming up, and ran out of the kitchen happily. The woman was still holding a spoon in her hand, "Try it quickly, I just learned the ribs soup I made."

The woman smiled like a flower, did she not blame him for leaving without delay, and could even pretend that nothing happened.

Seeing Ji Xiangyun's enthusiasm, Huo Ting was unwilling to give up her enthusiasm. After all, he came all the way from Seoul, and the two were also bound by marriage.

Even if you don't love her or him, you must learn to respect each other.

He opened his mouth, and Ji Xiangyun carefully delivered the soup to his lips. Huo Ting licked his lips, and the taste was very good and fresh.

"Is it delicious?" The woman's face was full of joy.

Huo Ting nodded, but was curious about how she changed after going back for a month.

"Let me tell you, I have worshiped the master." Ji Xiangyun said happily, and couldn't wait to give Huo Ting another spoonful.

Huo Ting took the bowl and chopsticks over, "I'll do it myself!" It tasted really good, and he felt very warm after drinking it, as if it was a smell from memory, "You have grown a lot."

He said casually, but Ji Xiangyun was overjoyed. A word of praise from him could make her sleepless all night. It seems that Xia Qing's skills were not learned in vain. Sure enough, men like good wives and good mothers.

"It's fine if you like it. Next time I'll learn a few more dishes, such as red pork ribs, beef soup, clam soup, sweet and sour pork ribs, and more." Ji Xiangyun said proudly, "Xia Qing will I cook a lot, I will learn a few more dishes from her next time, as long as you like it."

After saying this, Ji Xiangyun looked at Huo Ting earnestly. Seeing that his shoulders were wet, the woman went to the bathroom and took a dry handkerchief, "I'll wipe it for you, don't catch a cold."

Huo Ting, who was drinking soup, raised his head. At this moment, the eyes of the two met in mid-air. She looked at him with a red face, and Huo Ting also looked at her with deep eyes.

The two looked at each other, Ji Xiangyun's heart was pounding, and the movements of his hands stopped.

Huo Ting just glanced at him, and quickly turned his eyes away.

The woman was inevitably a little disappointed, but soon she said flatteringly, "Ting, if you don't like the name of the hotel in Dali, let me tell my brother to change it to Tingyun Hotel, do you think it's okay?"

The man smiled lightly, "It's okay, originally your brother was the only one who was thinking about the project." After speaking, he got up and went to the bedroom to change clothes.

Seeing the back of the man leaving, Ji Xiangyun puffed up Gu Baibai's cheeks, pursed her delicate lips, looked disappointed, turned around and saw the things Huo Ting brought back on the table.

Unable to help being curious, Ji Xiangyun reached out and took out a sheet. On the white paper was a girl riding a bicycle. In the alley, gardenias dancing in the wind lingered around the girl's long white dress.

When the wind blows, the hem of the skirt curves slightly with the wind.

It's just a back view with long hair, but the more Ji Xiangyun looked at it, the more he felt that this back view was very familiar.

Out of curiosity, she pulled out a few more.

(End of this chapter)