Poor little homeless, Mr. Huo took her home and loved her

Chapter 474 Heart knot

"what's up?"

Huo Qingzhou frowned slightly.

He thought about it carefully and was sure that he had not done anything to offend Huo Wencheng when he was a child. He didn't understand why Huo Wencheng was so dissatisfied with him.

If anyone has any opinions, it should be him.

When he thought about what Huo Wencheng had done impulsively and thoughtlessly, he considered that Mr. Huo had been kind enough by not treating Huo Wencheng cruelly.

Otherwise, how could Huo Wencheng stand in front of him so safely?

Huo Wencheng suddenly became excited:

"You're still asking me? You've disliked me since we were little. You even pretended not to know me and ignored me at school. You avoided me as if I were the plague. How did I offend you?"

When talking about his childhood, Huo Wencheng's chest heaved with anger.

Those scenes from the past vaguely appeared in my mind.

He once regarded Huo Qingzhou as his idol and envied Huo Qingzhou's excellence in every aspect. When he was a student, he always liked to follow Huo Qingzhou, so that he could also gain the admiring gazes of many people around him.

However, Huo Qingzhou's attitude towards him was always indifferent.

He tried to do something, just to attract Huo Qingzhou's attention, but even so, he couldn't change the status quo.

"It's because you dislike me that you ignore me and treat me like air. Grandpa has favored you since childhood and never noticed me. I am the right material, but I just can't compare to you. What did I do wrong that I have to be a background every time I am around you?!"

Listening to Huo Wencheng's accusation, Huo Qingzhou's eyes flickered slightly, and he vaguely remembered what happened in his childhood.

"So you're still brooding over the past."

Huo Wencheng pursed his lips, his action and expression indicating agreement.

Huo Qingzhou explained calmly: "I didn't dislike you when I was a child. This is all your own illusion."

"Bullshit!" Huo Wencheng rejected it outright. "If you don't dislike me, why don't you pay attention to me? You even pretended not to know me at school. Did I, your cousin, embarrass you?"

Huo Qingzhou opened his thin lips and said, "You are overthinking it. When you were a kid, you had poor grades and were criticized by your grandfather many times. I did that just to make you focus on studying and avoid being criticized."

Huo Wencheng was stunned for a moment, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Huo Qingzhou: "There's no need for me to lie to you for such a trivial matter. It's a pity that you don't understand my intentions and your academic performance has never improved."

"..."

Huo Wencheng opened his mouth but had no answer.

His mind was filled with jealousy at that time. He had no idea that Huo Qingzhou's real intention was to make him focus on his studies. He just felt that the other party despised him, which made him more and more jealous and hateful.

Huo Wencheng had thought about working hard before, but his efforts were still not as good as Huo Qingzhou's.

Every time I stood next to Huo Qingzhou, I was treated as a background board.

This feeling of always being suppressed is probably something that only those who have experienced it can understand.

Huo Wencheng didn't care much about the disdainful comparisons from outsiders and the ridicule behind his back. What did concern him was Huo Qingzhou's cold attitude and Mr. Huo's accusations and criticisms.

Even though he didn't care on the surface and always acted nonchalant, he still felt a little bothered at the thought of being disliked.

Huo Qingzhou: "Instead of thinking about random things all day long, it is better to focus more on the real things, and don't go astray and shoot yourself in the foot."

Huo Wencheng was at a loss for words, knowing that Huo Qingzhou never meant to dislike him, but just hoped that he could make progress, and he became even more emotional.

With this excitement, he started to complain again, one sentence after another, trying to vent all the emotions that had been pent up for so many years.

Especially when talking about sad things, his tone became choked.

Huo Qingzhou did not stop him, knowing that he had pent-up emotions, and simply let him vent them all out.

Huo Wencheng: "Everyone's attention is on you. I accept that you stole my limelight, but what about grandpa? Grandpa has always praised you since you were a child. He always scolds me when he sees me and never treats me well. He thinks I am incompetent and has never loved me. I often wonder, if I were as good as you, would grandpa treat me differently?"

Huo Qingzhou: "If Grandpa didn't love you, he would have given up on you long ago. When you caused me trouble, he would have kicked you out. How could I forgive you again and again, and even beg for you at the cost of my status as an elder?"

Huo Wencheng was shocked: "Grandpa asked you for mercy for me?"

Seeing that the other party didn't believe it, Huo Qingzhou nodded again.

Huo Wencheng's expression changed and he was speechless for a moment.

Huo Qingzhou continued: "It's a pity that you are not smart enough to understand grandpa's intentions. Now you have repeatedly caused trouble for grandpa, causing grandpa to worry about you even though he is old. No wonder he is disappointed with you."

Huo Wencheng's throat was hoarse as he listened carefully to what Huo Qingzhou said.

This was the longest conversation Huo Qingzhou had ever had with him since they were young.

Listening to what Huo Qingzhou said, Huo Wencheng calmed down and thought. Perhaps it was because he had been wrapped in dissatisfaction all these years and had never thought about it from another perspective.

And outside the door.

Old Master Huo, who was eavesdropping at the door, sighed deeply. If he hadn't heard what Huo Wencheng said, he would have no idea that this kid had so many complaints in his heart.

Huo Wencheng had always been doing nothing, and old man Huo thought he was just an empty-headed person.

Thinking about what happened in the past, Mr. Huo sighed again. If he had praised and encouraged Huo Wencheng more, would the situation be different?

Huo Wencheng in the ward gradually relaxed his heart, and when they had almost finished chatting, the door was suddenly opened.

Immediately afterwards, the voices of Beibei and Xixi were heard.

Huo Wencheng heard it, sniffed, and turned his back deliberately.

Beibei: "Dad, what were you and your cousin talking about? You talked for a long time."

Huo Wencheng was worried that Huo Qingzhou would tell others about the conversation just now, causing him to lose face, and he immediately heard the man's response.

"We were just chatting."

When Huo Wencheng heard this, the worry in his heart dissipated a little. Fortunately, he didn't say it out loud. His image remained intact in front of these little brats.

Xixi suddenly came up to him and asked curiously, "Uncle, why are you turning your back to us and not looking at us?"

Huo Wencheng covered his eyes and was about to respond when Xixi looked at him directly: "Are you crying? Is it because my dad was mean to you that you are crying?"

Huo Wencheng's face changed, he blinked, and quickly changed his words: "No, I didn't cry, my eyes just felt a little itchy, maybe there was sand in them."

Xixi said innocently: "There is sand in your eyes, let little Xixi help you blow it out, little Xixi likes to help others very much."

Huo Wencheng shook his head: "No need."

Feeling very embarrassed, Huo Wencheng didn't wait for the two children to continue asking questions. Who knows, they might ask even more embarrassing questions because of their innocent words. He turned around and left the ward.

After taking a few steps, he happened to meet the eyes of Mr. Huo who was standing at the door.