Chapter 1793 Extra Thoughts

But the man in front of me seemed to be completely unaware of pain.

Teng Ziyue's little face soon turned red due to being out of breath, and Huo Junting reluctantly let go of the sweet fragrance.

Then Huo Junting started the car. As for Teng Ziyue, she was thinking about the new script in her mind and did not speak.

Huo's father came to the address that the young man told him many years ago. He tried his luck and spent a lot of effort to finally find the place that the long-haired young man mentioned.

It was a two-story, somewhat dilapidated house. Father Huo looked at the leaves scattered at the door. It looked like no one had been here for a long time. He knocked on the closed door again and again.

There was no response from the door. Just when Huo's father was about to give up, an angry man's voice suddenly came from inside: "Who is it? If you have anything to say, just say it outside the door."

The driver outside was about to kick the door, but was stopped by Huo's father. Huo's father replied inside: "Teng Musen, I was the one who gave you a camera back then. Do you still remember? I promised you that if you need something, I can do it." I came here to ask you for help at any time, why don’t you admit it so quickly?”

Suddenly there was silence inside the door, and soon there were footsteps. Then, the door was opened, and what came into view was a young man with a short haircut. He looked like a slender man. Teng Musen, who was as tall and tall as a bamboo back then, is now He seemed to have been bent by life and his back was already a little rickety.

Seeing this scene, Huo's father felt a little emotional. Time is really a terrible thing and can really change everything.

"Brother Huo, what's the matter with coming to me this time? Come on, don't wait at the door. Come in and sit. It's a little messy here, so don't mind." Teng Musen said and welcomed the two of them into the room. Not much light in the room.

What catches the eye is the white dusty walls, and the ceiling above your head is within reach. You only need to step on it and the top of your head will touch it. The floor was made of undecorated cement. Father Huo's expression remained unchanged when he saw this situation.

"That's right, do you still remember that camera back then? You took me to buy it together." Father Huo's voice was a little urgent.

Teng Musen's eyes were blank, his thoughts had already drifted to nowhere, and he had a very beautiful walnut in his hand. None of the three people spoke, and there was a hint of embarrassment in the air.

"I remembered. I'm really sorry. Brother Huo, my memory has been declining recently." Teng Musen said after a long time. He did not mention the reason for his memory loss, and it was difficult for the two of them to ask more questions.

"It's like this. The lens of my camera is broken now. This camera is very important to me. I've been to the store where I bought the camera and asked about it. They sell the accessories, but they don't sell them." Huo My father said anxiously.

After listening to Huo's father's words, Teng Musen probably understood what Huo's father meant. Without saying much, I thought to myself: I got my camera for free. It has accompanied me through wonderful times and left wonderful memories. It is not too late to return it to its original owner.

Teng Musen asked the two of them to sit here and wait. He turned around and went up to the small attic. Teng Musen's heavy footsteps stepped on the wooden stairs that had been in disrepair for a long time, making a creaking sound. Even the two people sitting in the room heard it.

Teng Musen stored the camera and placed it in a locked box in the attic, which contained some of Teng Musen's personal belongings. Teng Musen found the camera that he had wrapped in soft cloth and stroked it gently, with infinite reluctance in his eyes.

Huo's father saw the camera in Teng Musen's hand at a glance. When he saw it, he stared at the camera that Teng Musen held in his arms like a treasure. It can be seen from the camera that its owner is very careful when using it.

The camera still looks like new! Teng Musen coughed lightly, bringing Huo's father back from his thoughts. He reluctantly glanced at the camera in his hand, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, took off the lens, and handed it to Huo's father.

"Brother Huo, take this!" Teng Musen's voice was a little heavy. Huo's father felt very bad when he saw Teng Musen like this, but he would also compensate Teng Musen. Thinking of this, Huo's father felt a little bit more comfortable.

"Teng Musen, a photographer at my friend's company happened to have resigned. Now there is a shortage of experienced photographers. Do you want to try?" Huo's father looked at the handrail of the wooden staircase and said to Teng Musen.

When Teng Musen heard Huo's father's words, his heart moved slightly, but he seemed to be thinking of something else. His eyes darkened, as if he had thought of something, and said, "I haven't touched the camera for a long time, so forget it!"

Father Huo saw the somewhat decadent Teng Musen, walked up and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "What are you talking about? I still trust your skills. It's settled, when will you and My friend went to meet him and it was settled."

Teng Musen was a little dumbfounded. Seeing Huo's father acting like this, he didn't refuse anymore and agreed. The two exchanged their mobile phone numbers and learned about each other's situation over the years. Huo's father said goodbye to Teng Musen.

"Jun Ting, I solemnly tell you now that you are not allowed to kiss me casually without my consent. Otherwise, I will never pay attention to you again!"

Teng Ziyue, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. After speaking, she secretly glanced at Huo Junting, who was concentrating on driving.

It is said that serious men are the most beautiful. This statement is really true. Huo Junting has very fair skin and a pair of charming phoenix eyes. His eyes are deep and bottomless. If you look at him for a long time, you will feel as if you are being sucked in. The thin lips under the high nose bridge are followed by the Adam's apple. The buttons of the white shirt are buttoned meticulously in the corresponding positions. He looks like a forbidden and lustful male god!

Teng Ziyue was so distracted by the sight. Damn, how could this man be so good-looking? Seeing Huo Junting's mouth corners slightly raised, he stared at the vehicles on the road without blinking, and did not answer Teng Ziyue's question.

Teng Ziyue saw this and knew that Huo Junting did not take her words to heart at all. She angrily rolled her eyes at Huo Junting and closed her eyes to rest. Huo Junting glanced at the piglet who fell asleep next to him, his eyes full of pampering.

After a while, the two returned home. When they arrived at the villa, Huo Junting looked at Teng Ziyue who was sitting next to him and still sleeping. He threw the car keys to the housekeeper, bent down, picked up Teng Ziyue in a princess hug, and walked towards home.