There was an accident in the laboratory and a large amount of toxic gas leaked. Before dying, Huo's father tried his best to protect Huo's mother.

But by the time the rescuers arrived, Huo's mother had already torn off her oxygen mask and died.

When the body was rescued, it was already stiff, and the two people hugging each other so tightly could not be separated at all.

It can also be considered as a verification of the vows made by the two when they got married, to live and sleep together and to die in the same cave.

It's just that the great love was not praised by everyone. Instead, it was forced on little Huo Xingzhuo by those who had the intention.

It is obviously the age when children are carefree, but they still act like little adults.

Ye Jian watched the child reach out and hold Huo's mother's hand. It was obvious that he didn't shed a single tear, but it still gave people a sad feeling of losing his life.

Just like entering the dream for the first time, it was desolate and even the light was dim.

For a moment, Ye Jian was speechless.

I also understand how Huo Xingzhuo developed such a temper.

The scene changes to the day when the urn is buried.

Grandma Huo is very busy, not only with the funerals of her son and daughter-in-law, but also with many important people.

Little Huo Xingzhuo was led by young Uncle Yan and stood silently in front of the erected stone tablet.

It was a cloudy day, and the color of the sky was as heavy as the mood.

It just so happened that when Grandma Huo was sending the big shot away, some unsighted people came up to her.

The person's facial features are somewhat similar to Huo's father, but instead of being righteous, he has a bit more evil energy.

Uncle Yan looked at the visitor warily.

"After all, I am also Xiao Zhuo's uncle. Uncle Yan, are you still afraid of what I will do to Xiao Zhuo?"

"Huo Zha, who kind of uncle are you to Xiao Zhuo?!" Uncle Yan glared at him.

Huo Zha sneered, “A servant like you is worthy of talking to me like this?"

"You!" Uncle Yan is the housekeeper hired by the Huo family, and there is nothing wrong with him saying that.

Huo Jinzha ignored him and knelt down in front of Huo Xingzhao. His eyes were like poisonous snakes and beasts, "Xiao Zhuo, a hundred years ago, your lineage was, to put it nicely, called direct lineage. Now...all the people are gone." Now, there is no such thing as direct lineage, right?"

"Since you are not blessed to enjoy the welfare of the Huo family, why not give it to us."

Seeing that his hand was about to touch Huo Xingzhuo, Uncle Yan dodged and blocked the child behind him.

"A hundred years ago, you could only be called collateral families! The current Huo family was built up by the hard work of Grandpa Xiaozhuo and his parents. What does it have to do with you!" Uncle Yan is a person that Grandma Huo trusts, so he naturally knows all this.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been sent to protect Huo Xingzhuo.

Huo Zhao saw danger. He stood up and looked at the stone tablet in front of him.

"The Huo family is all gone. Instead of being divided up by outsiders, why not give it to us? After all, we still have the same blood in our bodies."

Obviously, he also knew that Huo Xingzhuo would not live to be twenty-seven years old.

Uncle Yan was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, but considering the special day, he could only glare at them.

Suddenly, a small body walked out from behind Uncle Yan.

His young face was still expressionless. He stared at Huo Zha coldly, "Although your surname is Huo, you are not Huo from my family!"

Huo Zha was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes.

Xiao Huo Xingzhuo ignored him at all and knelt down in front of the stone tablet and worshiped three times.

Huo Renza heard the footsteps getting closer and closer. He turned around and saw that Grandma Huo was back. His eyes swept across Uncle Yan and finally landed on little Huo Xingzhuo.

"Child, you are destined to have a short life. Do you think you can escape this?"

"I'm waiting for you to bring disaster to your grandma!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

He didn't care whether Huo Xingzhuo could accept it as he was still a child.

Uncle Yan was so angry that he wanted to rush up and beat him to death, but when he turned around and saw the child frozen in place, he could only hold him in his arms.

"What he said is all lies. Our little Zhuo is the noble person that Master Xuanqing said. He is the treasure of the Huo family. He is not what he said."

The speaker is intentional and the listener is attentive.

After the funeral, Xiao Huo Xingzhuo's temper became even colder.

He also became less talkative.

She even resisted Grandma Huo's approach.

Ye Jian looked at the lonely child and frowned.

She thought that a person like Huo Xingzhuo should be loved by thousands of people, protected in the palm of his hand since childhood, and grow up happily.

But he didn't expect that underneath the cold appearance was a heart riddled with holes.

The memory of my childhood disappeared, and what I saw again was a vast expanse of white.

Ye Jian saw Huo Xingzhuo sleeping in the ice coffin.

Her heart trembled.

It seems like he doesn't care, but he actually cares a lot.

The death of a parent at a young age, no matter how old it is, is a thorn in the heart.

Ye Jian walked to the ice coffin and raised her hand to place it between Huo Xingzhuo's eyebrows.

"It's time for you to wake up."

The scene returned to the room, and Ye Jian opened her eyes.

What you can see is a handsome and flawless male face, so delicate that no pores can be seen. He looks like a darling created by Nuwa alone.

"Good-looking is good-looking." It is short-lived.

Ye Jian muttered something and was about to get up when his wrist was suddenly pinched.

The next second, the world was spinning, and she was pinned down.

Ye Jian blinked. She was not on guard, but Huo Xingzhuo was on guard against her!

System: [Looking very handsome from this angle! ]

Ye Jian, “..."

Really handsome!

She lowered her gaze, "Well, it's so beautiful, it's quite big."

system:[...]

Can this be said?

"Does it look good?" Huo Xingzhuo knew that he had fallen into the dream again. He wanted to wake up, but he couldn't.

His past was like a fleeting glimpse, from the time he became conscious until now.

It wasn't until a familiar voice told him that it was time to wake up that he could open his thick eyelids.

When he saw Ye Jian's face, he almost reacted subconsciously.

Now facing "Ye Hooligan", he leaned closer and asked, "Satisfied?"

The hot breath was like a feather, gently brushing the side of his neck.

Lord Ghost Emperor did not feel that he was a rogue at all. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Shouldn't your first reaction be to put on clothes?"

Huo Xingzhuo's deep eyes flashed a hint of darkness, and the corners of his lips were pursed with a hint of forbearance.

"Who took off my clothes?"

Ye Jian was not afraid of him at all, and even moved her head to a more comfortable lying position.

Seeing the person in front of her frowning, she felt playfully interested.

She said deliberately, “When I came back, Qin Yan had nothing."

As expected, Huo Xingzhuo misunderstood and immediately showed a disgusted expression.

As soon as he thought about Qin Yan's skin contact, he almost wanted to rub a layer of skin off.

Huo Xingzhuo wanted to get up and take a shower. The big hand holding Ye Jian's wrist loosened. Before he could get up, the world started spinning again.

His head fell heavily into the pillow, and Ye Jian's hand was already covering his chest.

The cool fingertips touched his skin, and Huo Xingzhuo's breath immediately became hot.

He stared at Ye Jian like a hungry wolf staring at its prey.

Ye Jian didn't feel guilty at all, and asked righteously, “How did you fall into this trap?"

After saying that, I squeezed it and it felt really good.

The veins on Huo Xingzhuo's forehead bulged, and his breathing became faster than before.

He narrowed his eyes and asked again, “My clothes! Who took them off!"

Ye Jian looked dissatisfied, "After you know who it is, is it possible that you still want someone else to put it on?"

Huo Xingzhuo suddenly restrained her waist with one hand, pressed the back of Ye Jian's head with the other hand, and pressed her towards him.

"That depends on who it is."