Captive

Chapter 22

When Han Xiluo returned home, Zhao Qu hadn't come back yet. During the days when he was in a coma, Zhao Qu had been by his side almost all the time, so many things in the company had piled up and hadn't been dealt with. Now Zhao Qu had to work overtime to go to the company to handle affairs.

Han Xiluo turned on the computer, inserted the USB flash drive into it, and opened the USB flash drive. There was a folder in it called "Xiao Luoluo".Move the mouse over, double-click, and a video file will appear called "Little Luoluo's Growth History".

Han Xiluo was a little dazed, and when he realized it, he clicked on the video. The video expanded, and along with the music of the piano, photos of Han Xiluo appeared on the screen. They were all from childhood, even photos of the full moon, one year old, two years old, three years old. Years old, four years old... until now.

In the photo, Han Xiluo is smiling, terrified, angry, crying, and even shy.There are photos of him alone, and photos with Zhao Qingjun, but there are no others, just the two of them.

At the end of the photo is a video of Zhao Qingjun playing the guitar, Han Xiluo's favorite "Blue and White Porcelain".

At the end of the whole video, Zhao Qingjun shouted to the sky, "You want to be happy".

The screen went black, and Han Xiluo saw himself bursting into tears on the screen. He only now understood Zhao Qingjun's feelings for him...

Han Xiluo sat blankly in front of the computer, letting her tears drip down.He remembered that when he was a child, Zhao Qingjun always appeared in front of him, whether he was bullying him or making him laugh, he was his most loyal partner in childhood.That is an indelible memory and the most important person in his funny childhood.

After a long time, when the sun was about to set, Han Xiluo finally stood up, put the USB drive away, walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, poured cold water on her face, rubbed her hot eyes hard, and woke up own brain.

Let him go with the past, since Zhao Qingjun chose to leave, then he shouldn't bother him, not to mention that he can't respond to him now because he already has someone he loves.

When Zhao Qu came back, Han Xiluo was watering the flowers in the garden, and the gypsophila was in full bloom.

Zhao Qu embraced Han Xiluo from behind, rested his chin on the other's shoulder, took a deep breath, and said, "Little Luo is really fragrant."

Han Xiluo put the flower pot on the table beside her, then hugged Zhao Qu in turn, and buried her face in his chest.

Zhao Qu raised his hand to stroke Han Xiluo's hair, and said softly, "What's wrong today, I feel something is on my mind."

Han Xiluo just tightened her arms and didn't speak.

Seeing that Han Xiluo didn't answer or ask any questions, Zhao Qu hugged him like this, feeling each other's strong heartbeats.

Time went by in no time, and Han Xiluo and Zhao Qu had known each other for more than half a year without knowing it, during which Han Xiluo experienced the satisfaction and happiness of a lover.

Now he is also used to having one more person by his side, one more person he loves most in the world.