The Romance Of Mr. Walton

"I didn't do that. I left. I left ??" Why should I leave, why should I leave, Brother Xinian, why should I leave at that time? "

As she spoke, she began to squirm and squirm.

Mo Xinian heard her heartbreaking self-reproach and felt his heart ache. He pulled her into his embrace.

"It's not your fault, it's that Xiao Yeheng is too crafty."

Huo Huaien shook her head, "It's my fault. Qingqing wasn't familiar with Xiao Yeheng to begin with, and she came close to Xiao Yeheng again and again for me. If it wasn't for me, Qingqing definitely wouldn't have ended up like this. I was the one who harmed her. "

Mo Xinian released her and held her face, "Huaien, listen to me. Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault. Whether it's you, Chu Qingqing, or even everyone in your school, no one knows that Xiao Yeheng's other face is that of a demon.

It's indeed unfortunate that Chu Qingqing was killed, but it's not your fault, because Xiao Yeheng's chosen target was her in the first place. Otherwise, he wouldn't have approached you guys because of Chu Qingqing, even if it wasn't because of you, Xiao Yeheng would still want to kill people, do you understand? "

Huo Huaien was so confused that she could barely hear what was going on outside.

She clearly knew Mo Xinian was trying to comfort her, but she couldn't understand a single word.

Mo Xinian didn't know how to comfort people.

The only thing he could do now was hug her and give her a sense of security.

Huo Huaien cried for a very long time before she finally left Mo Xinian's arms. "Brother Xinian, I'm going to see Qingqing."

Mo Xinian nodded and caressed her face: "I'll help you arrange it."

Holding the phone, he glanced at Huo Huaien worriedly before leaving the ward.

Although it was late in China, Mo Xinian still called Huo Tingshen.

Huo Tingshen knew that Mo Xinian would definitely be calling at this time, so he left the room quietly and answered the call.

"Tingshen, a troublesome matter has occurred on Huaien's side."

"What, she's in trouble again?"

Mo Xinian reprimanded her slightly, "Huaien is not as good at causing trouble as you think."

These words made Huo Tingshen more embarrassed: "Then what happened?"

Mo Xinian told Huo Tingshen the whole story.

Huo Tingshen also instantly became worried.

"How is Huaien now?"

"Too terrible. Just now, she cried very loudly. This was the worst time that she cried since I knew her."

Huo Tingshen's heart sunk.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Tomorrow I will ask Tingren to go to America to bring her back."

Mo Xinian frowned. "Why are you taking it back?"

"Do you think she can still go to that school?"

"You mean, send her home to study?"

Huo Tingshen nodded and said, "It just so happens that she's about to go to university soon. Changing the environment is also good."

Hearing that, Mo Xinian felt a

oyed.

"Previously, I said that you were the one who had her change her mood when she went abroad. Now, the one who wants her back is still you. Do you think that if something happens, you'll just run away? Is that a solution to the problem?"

Mo Xinian had always had this kind of personality. He was very angry and never spoke politely to anyone.

Huo Tingshen naturally felt Mo Xinian's anger.

However, he couldn't understand why this Xi Nian brat would be so angry.

"What other good way would you have for her to forget about it as soon as possible?"

"Why should she forget? What she experienced, especially things that are deeply ingrained in her heart, who can truly forget? Right now, she needs to become strong, strong to the point where even if she thinks about it again, it won't hurt."

Huo Tingshen frowned, "With Huaien's personality, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Mo Xinian said in a deep voice, "Forget about it, I shouldn't have called you. Since I'm her guardian now, I'll take care of it. I'll think of a way to get her out of the haze."

"What about the school?"

"I'll take care of it. If you trust me, then leave it to me. Even if I have to send her back to the country, I'll send you a lively little sister."

Huo Tingshen was a bit guilty: "Xi Nian, I'm sorry, I seem to have given you a lot of trouble."

Mo Xinian turned around and looked at the door of the hospital room and actually started to disagree with Huo Tingshen's words.

"It's not that troublesome. At her age, she's very obedient even without rebellion. It can already be considered quite good."

Huo Tingshen was surprised. This was the first time in the past that Huaien had been praised, right?

The sun really was rising from the north.

After hanging up, Mo Xinian called Yun Luo.

"Go and find out when the Chu Clan will send Chu Qingqing off."

"Miss Huaien, are you going to participate?"

Hearing Yun Luo's somewhat worried voice, Mo Xinian frowned, "What's wrong?"

"President Mo, Miss Chu's corpse ?? "It's a bit tragic, so ??"

Mo Xinian retracted his hand that was about to push open the door: "Not complete?"

"Yes."

Mo Xinian sighed, "Find the best mortician and help the Chu Clan. Huaien will definitely go back to take part in the farewell of the corpse. You can take care of it."

Although it was difficult, Yun Luo could only agree.

Because of Mo Xinian's order, she couldn't refute him.

"Yes."

Mo Xinian hung up the phone, pushed open the door and returned to the ward.

Huo Huaien looked at him with reddened eyes. "How is it?"

Mo Xinian shook his head. "It has not been decided yet. Yun Luo will inform me when the time is right."

Huo Huaien lowered her gaze. "Brother Xinian."

Mo Xinian walked forward: "I'm here."

"I want to go home."

"Alright, I'll take you back."

Mo Xinian opened the cabinet and helped her take out her clothes.

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you outside."

Mo Xinian left the ward first.

A few minutes later, Huo Huaien came out.

Huo Huaien walked very slowly as the two of them walked side by side.

There was clearly nothing wrong with her body, but for some reason, it felt as if all the strength in her body had been sucked out by someone.

With every step he took, his feet felt as if they were filled with lead.

Seeing that, Mo Xinian turned to the side and hugged her.

If it was the past, Huo Huaien would surely feel embarrassed. But now, her mind was in such a mess that she couldn't even find her shame.

Mo Xinian was afraid that she would think too much and took the initiative to explain, "I see that you don't have much strength, so I'll just carry you off the stage."

"Thank you."

This weak voice made Mo Xinian tense up.

When they got home, Mo Xinian carried her to her room and put her on the bed.

Huo Huaien leaned against the headboard.

Mo Xinian raised his hand and gently caressed her, "Huaien, remember my words, this is not your fault. Don't take responsibility for yourself. Cheer up. Don't always blame yourself, huh?"

Huo Huaien bit her lips and looked at him, "Brother Xinian, after I send Qingqing off, I want to leave."