Love is like melting

Chapter 229 I'm As You Wish (1)
But she always remembers a small detail, that is, when a child came on stage to thank him and the donors on behalf of all the children who were helped, he might be too nervous and accidentally fell on the stage.

Everyone present laughed, and the host also smiled to smooth things over, only Xu Sizhe didn't, he was the first one to walk over and immediately helped the child up, squatting in front of the child, and asked softly, "Did you get injured? "

The child looked at him timidly and shook his head.

Xu Sizhe brushed the dust off the child's trousers with his hand, and smiled, warm like the sunshine in winter, comforting the child, "Don't be afraid, the world treats you with more kindness than malice. Seeing and feeling more kindness.”

The light of the crystal lamp hit his profile, and he, bathed in the halo, reminded people of the gods in ancient Greek mythology.

Huo Yimo, who was standing in the crowd, saw this scene, and at that moment, she heard her heart pounding!
That kind of heartbeat, that kind of joy that makes the corners of her lips curl up when she thinks of him, that kind of wanting to see him, hear his voice, stare at his smile all the time, all kinds of small emotions flowed and mixed, made her It's such a wonderful feeling to realize that you like someone for the first time.

Since then, she will pay special attention to his news, in newspapers, magazines, on TV, and even on the Internet; she began to appear around him intentionally or unintentionally, at various banquets, or some public activities.

It's a pity that Xu Sizhe never noticed her.

The feeling of liking someone but not being noticed by him made Huo Yimo both happy and disappointed, but she still liked him silently and paid attention to him.

Secretly like someone, but don't say it.Sometimes the heartbeat is like a crazy drum and hammer, and sometimes it is like a dozing snail.The mood sometimes wants to dance, and sometimes wants to jump into the river.Such a secret is both heaven and hell. This is a one-man war, and winning or losing is exciting.

And then... the matter between him and Lian Jing was exposed, and not long after, he got married.

Her secret love is a dusty flower that withers before it blooms. It disperses as soon as the wind blows, and it ends without any problem.

Huo Yimo stood at the entrance of the alley without speaking for a long time, and did not walk over until Xu Sizhe noticed her, opened the car door and got out of the car.

He walked in front of her, looked her up and down with his clear eyes, and slightly raised his sword eyebrows.

Huo Yimo was wearing a crumpled T-shirt, denim shorts, rotten slippers, disheveled hair, a look of sleepiness, and even a little bit of that thing in the corner of her eye. Comparing her to a female ghost, probably female ghosts are not happy about it. Ghosts aren't so sloppy either.

"you--"

Before he finished speaking, Huo Yimo directly stretched out his hand in front of him, "My money!"

Xu Sizhe took out the envelope from his suit pocket and handed it to her, "The money is here, but the phone was not found."

When Huo Yimo saw the money, he breathed a sigh of relief, clamped the envelope with his left elbow, counted it carefully three times, and confirmed that none of the money was missing, his hanging heart completely fell to the ground.

"Thanks!"

Although she really didn't want to say these two words to Xu Sizhe, he still wanted to say thank you for helping her find such an important thing.

"You're welcome." Xu Sizhe took out a new pink lady's mobile phone from his pocket, "I didn't find your mobile phone, so I will compensate you! The card has already been reissued for you."

Huo Yimo was slightly taken aback, he probably didn't expect that he would pay him a mobile phone, and he even got a card.

"You can give me the card, but I don't want the phone!"

Although it is said that he is responsible for the lost things, he is not fully responsible. Since the money is recovered, the mobile phone does not matter. Anyway, the mobile phone was bought from the second-hand market, so it is worthless.

Xu Sizhe looked at her, and suddenly changed the subject, "I will help you get back the money, but your thanks don't seem to be sincere."

Huo Yimo's brows moved slightly, and she couldn't help but tighten the envelope to protect her chest, "Then what do you want?"

Xu Sizhe asked without answering, "I am the one who wants to express my gratitude?"

Huo Yimo understood his voice-over, a trace of impatience flashed in his black and white pupils, he thought for a while and said: "Yes, come with me!"

Turn around and leave.

Xu Sizhe followed behind her unhurriedly. The deeper the alley was, the more messy it became. After making two turns, there were many front-end shops in the alley, but most of them looked dirty and covered with a thick layer of dirt. Thick soot.

Huo Yimo walked into a shop and shouted to the boss: "Boss, two bowls of fried rice."

Seeing her sitting on the mottled stool, Xu Sizhe frowned. After looking around, he couldn't help but say, "You want to treat me to dinner here?"

Huo Yimo nodded, wiped the grease-stained table with a piece of paper, and said casually: "If you are afraid of being poisoned to death, go out and turn left, and go to your five-star hotel to eat slowly."

Anyway, she wouldn't invite him to such a place. She didn't have money, so she didn't want to slap him in the face to pretend to be fat.

Xu Sizhe frowned and stood there for a long time, and finally sat down.

Not long after, the boss brought up two plates of steaming fried rice, and Huo Yimo handed him chopsticks scalded with hot water.

Xu Sizhe took it and stared at the fried rice in front of him as if he saw a new world. This seemed to be the first time he lived in such an environment and ate such a thing in his 36 years of life.

Huo Yimo was inconvenient to use chopsticks, but used a spoon. Because he was very hungry, he ate without image and devoured it voraciously.

Seeing how delicious her food was, Xu Sizhe took a bite with the attitude of giving it a try.

In such an environment, he seems to be a different kind, out of place, but the nobility and elegance in his body are innate, even if he eats the most ordinary fried rice, he can still eat it like a five-star Like a high-end restaurant, it is calm, elegant and charming.

Seeing him eating, Huo Yimo couldn't help asking: "How is it? Did you die of poison?"

Xu Sizhe swallowed the food in his mouth, and then said unhurriedly: "It tastes good, but—" the voice paused, and when it resumed, it was so low that only Huo Yimo could hear it, "The environment is dirty."

The smell of oily smoke is too heavy.

Huo Yimo's eyes were slightly startled.

She thought he would say it was unpalatable, then throw his chopsticks and leave, so that her goal would be achieved.

But she didn't expect him to say it was good and willing to continue eating.

Thinking of something, suddenly her eyes were sore, she lowered her head, facing the delicious food, she was very hungry, but she lost her appetite.

Xu Sizhe didn't notice her strangeness for a while, and continued to eat until he ate most of it. Because the portion was too big, he really couldn't eat the rest.

"Thank you for inviting me to this meal, which gave me a new understanding of the lives of ordinary people." He put down his chopsticks and spoke softly.

Huo Yimo lowered his head, and used a spoon to move the rice on the plate from side to side, and from side to side.

"What's wrong?" Xu Sizhe sensed that her emotions were not right.

Huo Yimo looked up at him, hesitated for a moment, and then said slowly: "I used to invite people to eat here, but he said that such a place is not suitable for him, and then dragged me to the best restaurant and ordered the most expensive one." French foie gras, open the best red wine, obviously everything is the most expensive, but why do I feel so unpalatable in my mouth after eating it! Am I born with a low life, I don’t know how to enjoy good things!”

After finishing speaking, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, slightly sour.

"That person is Li Yangyu!" This sentence reached the lips, but Xu Sizhe didn't say it.

He thought of Fu Qing's words in the office that day before leaving.

Fu Qing said: "Minister, there is something I don't know if I should say it or not!"

"Then don't say it!"

Fu Qing was speechless for a few seconds, but still said, "Huo Yimo has a very close relationship with the Secretary-General's younger brother, Li Yangyu in the past three years!"

Xu Sizhe looked up at him, and asked calmly, "What does it have to do with me?"

(End of this chapter)