Chapter 1597 Two Old People Meet

Mr. Huo really fell for it!

Concerned about chaos, sure enough.

An Xiaowan's pace was not fast, and she looked like she was in a hurry to follow and couldn't stop her, but in fact, she didn't bother to chase at all.

But Mr. Huo really walked fast.

He strode forward aggressively, and within a few steps he had already reached the end of the corridor.

Big hand, hold the doorknob.

"Mr. Huo!" An Xiaowan shouted eagerly from a distance.

Then in the next second, Mr. Huo had already pushed hard with his big hand, and suddenly pulled the doorknob open quickly!

"ah!?"

The old lady in the room was stroking Mr. Huo's calligraphy and painting by the table.

The door was opened so suddenly, which startled her immediately, and she couldn't help but let out a low cry.

She put away the calligraphy and painting, looked up hastily, and subconsciously called out, "Who?"

Then in the next second, half a syllable was swallowed by her and choked in her throat.

The familiar face has become old, but... still him.

It must have been deeply planted in her heart, and she had imagined him thousands of times when he was old, so at this moment, she recognized him immediately.

The figure of Mr. Huo also froze in place suddenly.

Of course he had been to Dibei City, and he knew where the master bedroom was, but An Xiaowan's gaze just now had misunderstood him, and that's why he mistakenly thought that it was originally a guest room and was used by Huo Shen.

However, at this moment, Mr. Huo suddenly became unresponsive as if his acupuncture point had been tapped.

An Xiaowan ran over in slow, small steps, and said anxiously: "Oh, why did you come here? I told you it's not here!" She said to Grandma Wu in the room with an apologetic face: "I'm sorry, Grandma Wu ,excuse me."

As she said that, she hurriedly stood by the door again, about to close the door, "Mr. Huo, come out first."

Mr. Huo has a tall body, but he is towering and motionless, standing on the spot as stable as Mount Tai.

His eyes looked straight at Grandma Wu in front of him, and then at everything that couldn't be hidden on the table.

If I'm not mistaken, on this table is his handwriting.

His calligraphy, his calligraphy and painting.

Mr. Huo's eyes changed for a while.

He just said. Why has my calligraphy and painting library been so empty recently? It turned out that they were all stolen by that bastard Huo Shen? !

However, she...how could she be here?

Grandma Wu was dumbfounded, and Mr. Huo's eyes were heavy. The two of them were separated by such a short distance, but it seemed that they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and neither of them spoke.

After a while, Mr. Huo suddenly closed his eyes, took a step back, and closed the door with a "slap".

An Xiaowan looked at Mr. Huo, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "If you... want to see Huo Shen, he is here."

Mr. Huo was silent and didn't say a word.

Then, subconsciously, she stepped up and walked in the direction led by An Xiaowan.

Mr. Huo is not easy to get along with, so it is unprecedented to be so obedient at this moment. But at the same time, An Xiaowan was also afraid. This was the calm before the storm.

The door of the master bedroom opened, Mr. Huo raised his eyes, and finally saw his grandson lying on the bed.

That is the goal of coming here today.

But his mind was a little wandering.

Haven't seen her for so many years... He still recognized her.

She... still looks so quiet and gentle.

Over the years, Mr. Huo has never dared to inquire about her story carefully.