Chapter 962 It's Them

At that time, Su Yayan was more than eleven years old, and Huo Chenhuan was only fifteen or sixteen years old, the appearance of his youth must be different from now.

In addition, at that time, Huo Chenhuan's family had not yet experienced any great changes, he was just a happy, refined and gentle young boy, giving people a completely different feeling from when they met again after they grew up.

And there is...

"I was young at that time, and I was frightened again. After returning home, I fell ill. I remember you, but I don't remember what you look like, and I didn't recognize you."

The memory of a child is rather vague. After so many years, both of them have grown up, and the inherent impression is not easy to change. Su Yayan has never thought about this matter.

"I know, it's not your fault."

Su Yayan pursed her lips, and tentatively said, "Is that when you fell in love with me? Love at first sight?"

"That's not true, I just thought you were cute at the time."

Can it be cute? At that time, Su Yayan still had baby fat on her face, and she was not yet tall. She looked small and cute.

Su Yayan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words, but was a little disappointed: "Really?"

"Really." Huo Chenhuan knew what Su Yayan was thinking, scratched her nose, and said helplessly, "I'm not crazy enough to think about a child."

Su Yayan blushed slightly, did not dare to continue asking, and brought the topic back to the specimen in front of her: "I remember that what I gave you was a small bunch of dried flowers, and the flowers were blue, and they were my first homework. Finished product."

"Well, I know, you said it when you sent me off."

"Then why is this flower red? It was even made into a specimen."

"That's my blood."

Su Yayan's eyes narrowed slightly, froze for a while, and then said with difficulty: "Your blood? You said that... it's your blood?"

"Um."

"How did you get it? The blood looks like..." So much and so deep, wait...

Su Yayan's eyes suddenly fell on Huo Chenhuan's lap, could it be...

Huo Chenhuan saw the change in her expression, took the initiative to hold her cool hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "On the way back that day, I got into a car accident."

That was the darkest day in Huo Chenhuan's life. He and his parents had accidents one after another.

If Zheng Qianyang hadn't come back in time to control the overall situation, I'm afraid he would have died long ago.

Even if he survived, his legs would probably have been amputated long ago, and it was impossible to save them until the day when Su Yayan helped him heal.

Su Yayan held Huo Chenhuan's hand and tightened subconsciously: "Is it... Is it because the car accident happened because of sending me there? If..."

"No." Before Su Yayan finished speaking, Huo Chenhuan interrupted her first, "Even if I didn't send you off, I would have had a car accident that day. The car accident at that time was not an accident."

"It wasn't an accident?" Su Yayan's face turned pale, and she subconsciously grabbed Huo Chenhuan with her other hand, "You mean, the car accident that caused your legs...is not an accident, but man-made? Who is it? Who is going to kill you?"

Huo Chenhuan didn't answer.

Su Yayan bit her lip and tried to force herself to calm down: "The people who harmed your parents? Or...or Huo Qihan? Who is it? Tell me!"

After Su Yayan's questioning, the room fell into a dead silence again.

Just when Su Yayan thought that Huo Chenhuan might not have found out, or didn't intend to tell her, suddenly Huo Chenhuan replied coldly: "It's them."