The Romance Of Mr. Walton

She was embarrassed.

After dinner in the evening, Ye Wanluo pushed Huo Tingchi out for a walk.

After the two left the lake, they said warmly and wonderingly: "It's strange."

"What's weird?"

"I obviously think that the person Miss Ye likes is you, but when she is with your second brother, she feels very natural, and the relationship between them should be pretty good."

Huo Tingshen moved his gaze away from her face and looked towards the dark lake in the distance, silent.

Feeling warm and stubborn, thinking that he might have said something wrong, so he stopped talking nonsense.

On a quiet midsummer night, even if two people didn't speak, they were sitting here, like a painting.

The person in the painting, listening to the sound of cicadas and frogs, blowing in the slightly hot summer breeze...

This moment, in the warm mind, became eternal.

So many years later, when she thought of this scene, she felt that it was really beautiful.

Ye Wanluo came back more than half an hour later.

Because she pushed Huo Tingchi personally, she went out for a circle, and she was already sweating.

She asked Huo Tingshen and Wenqing to help take care of Huo Tingchi, and went to the bath by herself.

Huo Tingchi chatted with Huo Tingshen for a while. Seeing that Wenqing had not spoken, he asked, "Miss Wen, when are you planning to have the wedding with Tingshen?"

"Huh?" Wenqing was stunned for a moment, this... it was too far.

Huo Ting said with a deep smile: "We plan this year, but if there are too many things this year, it may be postponed to next year."

"Well, then... should we meet each other? By the way, I haven't consulted yet. What do Miss Wen's parents do?"

Wenqing made a fist slightly, "I..."

She didn't know how to answer.

Huo Ting smiled deeply: "Second brother, Xiaoqing's mother is gone, so in the future, our family will stop mentioning this matter."

Huo Tingchi nodded: "Miss Wen, sorry, I just asked what I shouldn't ask."

Warmly smiled: "It's okay, you don't know the second master."

Huo Tingchi raised his wrist and looked at the time: "It's getting late, should we go back to rest?"

Huo Tingshen got up, pushed Huo Tingchi's wheelchair, and said warmly: "You go in first and tell Wan Luo, I will push my second brother back and let her prepare."

"it is good."

Wenqing first walked into the villa.

When she came to the door of Huo Tingchi's room, she knocked on the door, but no one answered.

She pushed the door open and walked in.

"Miss Ye."

Still no one answered, warmly wondering, didn't Ye Wanluo say that he was back in the bath? Why is there no one in the room.

She looked in the direction of the bathroom, hesitated, walked over, and said as she walked: "Miss Ye?"

Still no one responded.

She gently opened the bathroom door and looked inside.

Behind the thin transparent white gauze curtain, you can clearly see the huge white bathtub.

The tub was full of water, and a layer of red rose petals floated on it, like blood, red.

On the edge of the bathtub, there is a sip of red wine glass.

Ye Wanluo's wet hair dangled, resting on the bathtub, avoiding his eyes tightly.

Seeing this scene, the warm feet softened, and he staggered back.

At that moment, the image of the thunderstorm night five years ago flashed in her mind.

The blood-stained bathtub, the lifeless mother, and the blood flowing with the water all over the floor...

She covered her ears, closed her eyes, knelt down with her feet soft, and screamed like crazy.

"Ah...ah..."

Hearing this scream, Ye Wanluo, who was asleep in the bathtub, was suddenly awakened.

Seeing the warmth, she hurriedly got up from the bathtub, pulled the bathrobe and put it on her body, and walked forward.

"Miss Wen, are you all right."

At this time, Huo Tingshen, who had already pushed Huo Tingchi into the living room, also heard a warm scream.

He dropped Huo Tingchi and rushed to the room.

When I walked to the bathroom door, I saw Wenqing holding his head tightly, squatting on the ground and screaming.

Ye Wanluo squatted helplessly with wet hair down and called'Miss Wen'.

He stepped forward, half embraced the warmth, and looked at Ye Wanluo: "What's the matter?"

Ye Wanluo looked at him inexplicably and shook his head: "I don't know. I accidentally fell asleep in the bathtub just now and was awakened by Miss Wen's screams. When I opened my eyes, I saw this. One scene, Ting Shen, I..."

Huo Tingshen did not answer, but looked down at the screaming warmth, and took her into his arms.

"It's all right, I'm here."

Seeing Huo Tingshen's care and tenderness for warmth, a certain corner of Ye Wanluo's heart felt as if he had been stabbed fiercely by someone, very painful.

She admired warmth, crazy envy.

Wenqing didn't know what she was doing or even screaming.

In her mind, all she can remember is the blood in the tub, mother's pale face, and the red wine glass that fell on the ground.

The fear at that time, as if suddenly returned to his mind, hit her heart severely.

She was very scared, very scared, and she was shaking all over.

Her scream attracted Huo Tingren upstairs.

When Huo Tingren went downstairs, he saw Huo Tingchi laboriously turning his wheelchair back to the room, so he pushed Huo Tingchi in with him.

After entering the house, Huo Tingren saw this and said anxiously: "What's the matter, Brother 3, what's wrong."

Ye Wanluo got up and ran out wearing a bathrobe.

She came to Huo Tingchi and squatted down with a grievance: "I don't know, I just fell asleep in the bathtub. I was awakened by Miss Wen's screams. I don't know what happened. Yes, I don’t know."

Huo Tingchi looked at him, raised his hand, stroked her head gently, and patted her hand on his knee: "Don't worry, Ting Shen will take care of it."

Ye Wanluo closed his eyes, tears squeezed from his eyes.

She was also scared.

Huo Tingshen cupped her warm face with both hands and forced her to look at him.

"Tenderness, you open your eyes and look at me."

When Huo Tingshen's figure came into her eyes, the picture in her mind was instantly broken.

She seemed to see a life-saving straw, and rushed forward, hugging him tightly.

"Huo Tingshen..."

Huo Ting deeply felt her fear.

He put his arm around her waist and put his hand behind her head against his shoulder, "It's okay."

The room seemed to be quiet suddenly.

Huo Tingshen lifted her up and said to Huo Tingchi and the others: "I will take her back, and you should rest early."

Go upstairs after finishing talking.

After entering the room, she put him on the bed.

He sat halfway on the edge of the bed, and gently stroked her forehead with his hand: "Want to tell me what happened?"

Looking at him warmly, shook his head.

Huo Tingshen gently stroked the hair on her ears: "Then... if you want me to go out, will you be quiet for a while alone?"

She still said nothing.

Huo Tingshen thought she had acquiesced, so she stood up.

Just as she was about to go out, she reached out and took his sleeves tightly, not letting go.