Chapter 22: 22nd

Huo Cheng never thought his mother would be derailed. +++Mobile phone reading visit m.EbookFREE.me
In his memory, Fang Ke has always been a gentle and beautiful person, she is a good mother, a good wife, how could she be derailed?
After leaving from the Starlight Farm hotel, Huocheng has been silent. Shen Wanying followed Huo Cheng and felt uncomfortable. She was an outsider who learned that the previous incident had been greatly affected. Presumably, Huo City was even more affected.
She looked sideways at Huocheng sitting beside her and called him: "Huocheng."
"Huh?" Huo Cheng looked back and looked at her with beautiful eyes.
Shen Wanying asked: "Where are you going to go later? Go home?"
Huo Cheng was silent for a while and said, "I want to go to the villa in the middle of the mountain. I will let the driver take you home first."
"I'll go with you." Shen Wanying couldn't rest assured that he was alone.
Huo Chengdao: "Don't you have a speaking class this afternoon?"
"I have already told my mother that the speaking class has changed to tomorrow." Shen Wanying smiled at him (lu), "Can I go to the villa with you?"
"Huh." Huo Cheng nodded and stared out of the window into silence.
Starlight Farm is in the direction of Huocheng's Banshan Villa, so it takes less time than they depart from the city. When the car stopped, Huo Cheng didn't recover.
"Huo Cheng, here." Shen Wanying looked at him with some worry, "Are you all right?"
Huo Cheng shook his head and walked out of the car: "I'm fine."
Today they came without notifying the housekeeper in advance. The housekeeper had some surprises when they saw them: "Master Huocheng, Miss Shen."
"Hello." Shen Wanying greeted the butler and went in with Huo Cheng. The butler saw that Huo Cheng was in a bad mood, but he did not ask anything, and went to the kitchen to help them prepare refreshments.
Huo Cheng still took Shen Wanying to his mother's room, with the oil painting brought back from Xingguang Farm and the cheap lighter.
Shen Wanying looked at the lighter on the ground and was a little strange: "Is this lighter also your mother's?"
Huo Cheng shook his head: "No, my mother does not smoke. This is something I accidentally discovered when I brought you last time."
Shen Wanying didn't say anything. This lighter was definitely not Uncle Huo's. He wouldn't use such a cheap lighter.
That could only be the target of Huo Cheng’s mother.
She kept it all the time?
However, Shen Wanying still finds it difficult to imagine that the person who uses this lighter must not be a person with status. Huo Cheng’s mother will be derailed with such a person?
The butler walked in with a small dining cart, and some snacks and juice were on the dining cart. Huocheng and Shen Wanying come here every week this month, so the housekeeper also cleared their taste (Mo)—mainly the taste of Shen Wanying.
The villa is repaired in the middle of the mountain, and it is not so convenient to buy materials. In addition, usually only the housekeeper and some servants are present. The housekeeper only goes down the mountain to buy materials once a week. In the past month, someone came up the mountain the next day to deliver food, most of which were hand-picked by the housekeeper. Shen Wanying liked to eat.
It doesn't matter if Master Huocheng doesn't eat well, but if Miss Shen doesn't eat well, Master Huocheng will be angry.
The butler pushed the dining car into the room and found a suitable place to stop: "I'm bothered."
Shen Wanying looked up and thanked the butler: "Thank you."
"You're welcome, if you have any orders, you can call me at any time." The housekeeper's eyes swept over the oil painting and lighter on the ground, and then exited the room silently.
"Huo Cheng, would you like something to eat? The butler baked a small cake (dry gan)." Huo Cheng usually doesn't eat sweets, but Shen Wanying found that he seemed to have a soft spot for baking a small cake (dry gan).
Huo Cheng looked up and his eyes (color) sank slightly: "My mother used to bake me a small cake (dry gan) before."
Shen Wanying: "..."
Why can she always step on the mine with precision? ? ?
"Uh..." Shen Wanying carefully chose a pudding. "There is caramel pudding. Would you like to try it?"
Huo Cheng looked at her, and then licked her lips: "Just eat a small cake (dry gan)."
"Okay." Shen Wanying carried the cake (dry gan) over, bent over and handed it to Huo Cheng. Her long hair hung down in front of her (xiong), and the soft light outside the window fell on the corner of her slightly raised mouth.
Huo Cheng raised her eyes and looked at her, reaching for her and holding her in her arms.
Shen Wanying's whole body was slightly stiff.
"Awan." Huo Cheng's deep voice rang in her ears, "Can I hold you for a while, just a while."
Shen Wanying's eyes moved slightly, standing quietly in Huo Cheng's arms.
Huo Cheng's shallow breath fell on the side of her neck, like a kiss (wen) on her neck, and like a feather, gently touching her heart.
Shen Wanying felt for a long time, and it seemed that after a while, Huo Cheng released her.
Shen Wanying pressed the small cake (dry gan) in his hand and sat down beside Huo Cheng. He asked him very softly, "What kind of person is your mother?"
Huo Cheng pondered for a while before talking to her: "My mother is very gentle, she is very beautiful, and she is always smiling. She can paint and make small snacks, and she treats me very well."
Shen Wanying said: "Although I have not seen your mother, I believe she is a good mother."
"Huh." Huo Cheng nodded and smiled at her. "Do you want to see my mother's picture?"
"May I?"
"Huh." Huo Cheng stood up, took out an album from the bedside table, and sat back to Shen Wanying. "This is a picture of me when I was a kid. I only came here once a week when my mother was sick. So I brought my photo album to my mother."
He said that he opened the photo album in his hand, and a photo was taken with him and his mother.
The woman in the photo has long black (colored) hair. She is sitting in front of the easel, holding a paintbrush in one hand and gently touching Mo Huo's head in one hand. The smile on her face was warmer than the eyes on her.
Little Huocheng standing in front of her, with a smile on his face, was rare. Shen Wanying could see that he loved his mother very much.
"Your mother is so beautiful." Shen Wanying turned her head and looked at Huo Cheng beside her. "You look like your mother."
Huo Cheng also turned his head and looked at her with a smile: "Are you praising me for being pretty?"
"Yeah." Shen Wanying admitted frankly, she turned a page of the album in her hand and saw that Huo Cheng's mother was holding a large bouquet of champagne roses and stood in the garden.
Huo Cheng told her: "This is the champagne rose I gave to my mother when he had a birthday one year. She likes this flower the most."
Shen Wanying nodded: "It really looks good."
Huo Cheng's eyes fell on the ground again. He reached up and picked up the lighter and looked at the daisy printed on it: "This daisy was also seen in front of her grave when I went to worship my mother last time."
Shen Wanying's eyes turned to the lighter in his hand, and the lighter's body did have daisies printed on it, because it was a long time ago, and it was already worn.
She lowered her eyes and said, "The daisy flower is a hidden love."
Huo Cheng was silent for a while and asked her: "Did you say this lighter and the daisy in front of the grave were sent by that man?"
"I don't know, do you... would you like to ask your father?"
Uncle Huo must know what the truth is.
Huo Cheng shook his head, his life, until the moment of his death, his father did not tell him half a word. Even if he asked, his dad would never tell him the truth.
"I will find out." He looked at the lighter in his hand and said to Shen Wanying.
Before dark, Huo Cheng sent Shen Wanying home.
Today, Shen Wanying told Jiang Yu that Huo Cheng's body was uncomfortable, so she stayed outside for an extra afternoon. At this time, Jiang Yu saw Shen Wanying's return and asked her: "Huo Cheng's body. How's it going?"
Shen Wanying answered her calmly: "It's better."
Jiang Yu asked: "Will it affect tomorrow's game?"
"It shouldn't be."
Shen Wanying was originally just casually fooling around. Unexpectedly, Huo Cheng was really uncomfortable the next day and did not even participate in the game.
Tian Yu is bad for the whole person.
Abstaining in the knockout match is equivalent to being eliminated from the game directly, and the opponent wins without a fight. Is he destined to win Chen Jingming? ?
Huo Cheng is ill, he sent the past news to sink into the sea, he had to harass Shen Wanying. Shen Wanying saw him send a dozen messages to himself after class, and he could only reply to him helplessly: "President, the game still has to rely on himself. ^_^"
Tian Yu: "..."
It's too difficult, life is really too difficult.
Not only did Huocheng not participate in the competition, he didn't even attend the class on Monday.
Shen Wanying looked at his empty seat, worried about his situation.
"Shen Wanying, you go to the office with me." Teacher Song finished the class and called Shen Wanying to the office. Shen Wanying is the class leader, and the teacher usually has a lot of things for her to help, so being called to the office is a common thing.
"That's it." Teacher Song poured a glass of water and sat down at the desk. "Huo Cheng is sick, do you know?"
Shen Wanying nodded: "I know."
Teacher Song said: "He seems to be a little sick, and he still has a fever today. His parents called me in the morning and took another two days off. I think, you are the monitor, and you usually talk to Huocheng (guanguan) department It’s better to visit him on behalf of my classmates and take the materials I sent today to him.

Today, the school has issued a lot of new learning materials and test papers, which are specially customized according to their mid-term exams. It is quite important. Shen Wanying nodded and responded: "Okay, Mr. Song, let me pass the time of noon and lunch break."
"Yes, then I will give you a fake note." The school manages it more strictly, and there is no fake note at noon to go out of school.
"Okay, thank you Song."
"No, you can take a taxi, the fare will come out of the class fee, and you will see if you want to buy some fruit or something." Teacher Song said that she felt that Shen Wanying could not get so much by herself. Things, "Will you call Zhao Yimeng to accompany you?"
"No, it's just a taxi ride, I can do it alone."
"That line, pay attention to safety on your way, go early and return early."
"it is good."
After school at noon, Shen Wanying did not eat in the cafeteria, and took the information directly and left the school. There is a supermarket and a kiosk at the school gate. Shen Wanying bought a box of cows (milk Nai) in the kiosk, and then took a car to Huocheng's house.
Although she has been to the Huocheng family villa many times, it is the first time to go to the Huo family house.
The address was given to her by Teacher Song. After the car stopped at the door, she carried her schoolbag and took the cow (milk Nai) and got out. The door of the villa was open, and some workers were building branches and leaves in the garden. Shen Wanying stepped up and stood at the door and said, "Hello."
She wore the same school uniform as Huo Cheng, and her temperament and elegance were outstanding. When the workers saw her, they thought she was the best of all, and they all spoke to her with special politeness: "Hello, may I ask who you are looking for?"
Shen Wanying maintained her usual smile on the face and said to the people in the garden: "I am Huo Cheng's classmate. I heard that he was sick and came to see him specially."
"Oh, wait a minute." A worker put down the tool in his hand and went in to call someone. Soon, Huo Cheng's aunt Huo Yanni came out from inside. She recognized Shen Wanying, and when she saw her, she ushered her into the house with a smile: "It is Shen Wanying, it is rare that you even make a special trip."
Shen Wanying said with a smile: "Yes, the teacher asked me to take the information from the school to Huocheng."
"Huo Cheng is in his own room, I will take you up."
"Okay, thank you Aunt Huo."
Huo Yanni had to admit that although she did not want the Huo family to marry the Shen family, this Shen Wanying looked really flattering. She looks beautiful, and she knows Shuda Li in particular, and that old man would like it.
"Aunt Huo, how is he doing?"
Huo Yanni said: "He didn't know what happened. When he came back from the competition the day before yesterday, he didn't have a good face (color), and he didn't eat dinner in the evening. Suddenly he had a fever in the middle of the night. Fortunately, he found out early, otherwise he didn't know. What do you want to burn?"
Shen Wanying had contacted Huo Cheng before, and Huo Cheng told her that she was just having a cold, but did not expect it to be so serious. After Huo Yanni finished, Shen Wanying was even more worried: "Is he better now?"
"The doctor has seen it several times, and the condition has been repeated." Huo Yanni said, shaking her head. "It seems that his body is very strong, how can he suddenly become sick like this? Is it something that provokes nothing? Alright?"
Huo Yanni wondered whether it was time to invite a master to come home and see.
"..." Shen Wanying didn't really believe in these mysterious things. She thought that Huo Cheng's illness might be caused by psychological reasons.
His mother's affairs may have hit him a bit.
"Here, then you go in, I won't disturb you." Huo Yanni led Shen Wanying to Huocheng's house and went downstairs herself. Shen Wanying thanked her and raised her hand to knock on Huocheng's door: "Huocheng, are you there?"
Huo Cheng had just taken the medicine, and the whole person was a little confused. Hearing Shen Wanying's voice, he thought he had heard it wrong. Only the door kept ringing, he finally opened his eyes, climbed up from (bed chuang), walked over and opened the door.
Huo Cheng wore loose (sleeping Shui) clothes, stepped on slippers, and his hair (sleeping Shui) was a little messy. Shen Wanying saw Huocheng for the first time with such untrimmed borders.
She lost her face so many times in front of him. Seeing him look like this one time, is it earned?
Anyway, seeing Huo Cheng opened the door, Shen Wanying finally let out a sigh of relief: "You finally opened the door, I thought you had something wrong."
"I was (sleeping Shui) just now." Huo Cheng looked at her unexpectedly and explained to her, "How did you come?"
Shen Wanying smiled and said: "I came to see you on behalf of classmates. By the way, Teacher Song has souvenirs for you."
"...Come on first." Huo Cheng turned sideways and let Shen Wanying come in. Shen Wanying also carried the cow (milk Nai) brought to him. After Huo Cheng saw it, he wanted to take it over. Shen Wanying escaped: "You see you are so weak, let me mention it."
Huo Cheng didn't go to grab any more, just said to her: "Then you just put it on the ground."
"I'll put it on the table." Shen Wanying put Niu (milk Nai) on Huo Cheng's desk and put it down against a side wall. "Don't stand, go and lie down."
"Um..." Huo Cheng walked back to the bed again, put the quilt on himself, and sat down against the bed. "Have you eaten lunch?"
"I ate some bread on the road."
Huo Cheng frowned: "Do you want to eat more?"
"no thanks."
Huocheng paused, picked up and put a call to the aunt at home: "Aunt Liu, please help me get some food."
"Okay, Master Huo City, wait a moment."
Shen Wanying came to the hospital and rubbed someone else's meal, which was a bit embarrassing. She rubbed the tip of her nose and asked Huo Cheng: "Are you better?"
Huo Cheng nodded: "Well, much better."
Shen Wanying didn't believe him so easily now: "You lied, you told me before that it was just a cold, and the result was so serious."
"It's not very serious, I just took the medicine and it's a bit sleepy."
"Then rest when you are sleepy, don't worry about me."
Huo Chengdao: "I'm fine, I'm feeling better after seeing you."
"..." Shen Wanying said he was shy again, Huo Cheng always inadvertently said something that made her blush and heartbeat.
"Oh," she opened the schoolbag she carried and took out all the learning materials contained in it. "These are all issued by the school today. According to everyone's midterm exams, Teacher Song asked me to bring them to me you."
"Um..." The souvenir brought by the teacher was really a test paper.
"I will help you put it on the desk."
"it is good."
"Do you want to drink the cow (milk Nai)?" Shen Wanying poked the cow (milk Nai) she brought. "This is very delicious. I chose this most expensive one."
Huo Cheng laughed: "Thank you. You didn't have a meal, you drink some cow (milk Nai) first."
Shen Wanying wanted to drink a little, but still said unreasonably: "That's not good, this is for visiting the sick, how can I drink it myself?"
Huo Cheng knew her carefully, and said to her, "Then help me get a box."
"Okay." Shen Wanying opened the box and took a box of cattle (milk Nai) to Huo Cheng. Huo Cheng put the straw (cha) in and handed it to Shen Wanying who was standing opposite: "Drink."
"..." Shen Wanying was obviously very embarrassed at the moment, but his heart was beating pulsatingly.
She felt that she needed to cool down, so she took the cow (milk Nai) and drank it.
Huo Cheng felt at ease when she saw her eating.
Auntie quickly delivered the food, Huo Cheng had already eaten something, so she guessed that it was also prepared for the visiting Shen Shen.
Shen Wanying didn't expect that the aunt had sent such a generous thing, and she was even more embarrassed: "Obviously I am here to visit the doctor, but I still trouble you."
Huo Chengdao: "I said, don't be so polite with me."
Shen Wanying didn't speak anymore, took her chopsticks and buried her head, and began to eat. Huo Cheng just sat and looked at her, and the way she ate quietly was so beautiful.
Shen Wanying was usually asked not to speak when she was eating at home, but her mother was not there at the moment, and she chatted with Huo Cheng: "The information I brought to you, some papers are for these two days. We have done a good job, I will mark it for you, if you have energy, write it, and I will talk about it in the class."
"it is good."
"But with your grades, as long as you play steadily, there will certainly be no problem with the college entrance examination." Speaking of which, Shen Wanying was suddenly curious. "Huo Cheng, what do you want to study at university?"
Huo Chengdao: "Finance."
This answer is really not surprising at all. Children of families like them mostly have to learn finance: "Also, after all, you have to help your family's business in the future."
Huo Chengdao: "It's not just my family."
"Huh?" Shen Wanying wondered.
Huo Cheng looked at her without speaking, but only smiled. He will have to help the business of the Shen family in the future.
"What about you, what do you want to learn?" Huo Cheng asked.
Shen Wanying said: "Well... secretly tell you, I actually want to learn perfume design."
Huo Cheng didn't look surprised at all. He nodded and said to Shen Wanying: "Well, it's good. Perfume is a very romantic proposition."
Shen Wanying was surprised that he would say this, but at the same time he was frustrated: "I just don't know if my mother will agree."
Most of her thoughts would not agree.
Huo Chengdao: "You can learn both."
"Huh?" Shen Wanying looked at him.
Huo Chengdao: "Your mother lets you learn, and you want to learn, you can learn both."
There are many people who have double degrees during college. Shen Wanying is smart and studying two majors at the same time is not difficult.
"That's okay." Shen Wanying thought for a while and sighed again, "But it's useless to learn. My parents only have me as a daughter. In the future, the company's business must still fall on me."
She knew that her mother had already planned this, so she never mentioned that she wanted to learn perfume design.
Huo Cheng looked at her for a while and said: "It is not necessarily that you will become a perfume designer in the future, and the Shenjia company can be shared by your future husband."
Shen Wanying froze, her future husband?
Very strange, Huo Chengming only said the term husband, but did not say that her future husband was him. Why did she suddenly heartbeat so fast!
She buried her head in disguise and ate a few sips, and waited until she could face Huo Cheng with a normal expression before looking back at him.
Huo Cheng seemed to be really sleepy because of the drug. Shen Wanying saw his sleepy expression and said to him, "Sleep first."
Huo Cheng looked at her: "What about you?"
"I am here to accompany you."
"Don't have class in the afternoon?"
"I took the leave, I can go back later."
"Well, that's good." Huo Cheng lied down and turned his head to look at Shen Wanying. Shen Wanying glared at him deliberately: "(Shui Shui) felt his eyes closed."
Huo Cheng (hook gou) raised a corner of his mouth (exposed) with a shallow smile, as if she was coquettishly with her: "Can you read me the (Shui Shui) pre-story?"
"...Okay." Shen Wanying generously agreed.
Huo Cheng looked at her eyes and the tone of speech... such Huo Cheng couldn't make people refuse!
There was a small bookshelf beside Huocheng's bed. Shen Wanying picked a Wilde's fairy tale from the shelf and sat down in front of Huocheng.
"Wild?"
"Well." Shen Wanying opened the book. The first story is the famous "Nightingale and Roses," "Can you read "Nightingales and Roses?"
"it is good."
Shen Wanying read the tone softly. When she took a Chinese class, she was often called by the Chinese teacher to read the text. She still had a lot of practical experience in this area. She reads it very well. The story is like a beautiful fairy tale in her mouth.
"Do you like Wilde's story?" Huo Cheng asked her after she finished reading.
Shen Wanying said: "Look at the story, I don't like the love story he wrote."
"why?"
"Because I always feel that his love stories carry a sense of desperate sacrifice." For example, this book "Nightingale and Rose".
The girl wanted a red rose, and the nightingale dyed the rose red with her own heart and blood.
Huo Cheng was silent for a while, and looked at Shen Wanying: "I do have some understanding. If it is me, I am willing to sacrifice myself to the person I love."