My husband disappeared after a flash marriage, but I am pregnant with his child

Chapter 175 Video left by parents

The clues are very hidden.

Huo Yan held the diary tightly. His eyes were as bright as torches, blazing and determined. He read it over and over again several times, but he made no new discoveries.

His brows were furrowed, forming a deep "川" character, and the aura he exuded changed from the initial calmness to a somewhat anxious and uneasy state.

The warm and bright sunshine poured through the car window onto his resolute and well-defined face. The golden light softly outlined the lines of his face, but it could not dispel the heavy haze in his heart at the moment.

Huo Yan's finger joints turned slightly white due to excessive force, and his bony fingers were tense as if he wanted to crush the diary in his hand, which looked ordinary but contained a secret, into powder.

Beside him, Qiao Qin accompanied him quietly, like an orchid silently blooming in a valley, exuding an atmosphere of gentleness and tranquility.

Her eyes, as clear as a mountain stream, gazed at Huo Yan intently and affectionately, and from his every move, she figured out the cause and effect of the matter.

Seeing Huo Yan so irritable, she couldn't help but stretch out her slender hand like mutton-fat jade, and her movements were as gentle as the breeze, slowly helping him smooth out the deep wrinkles between his brows.

"Don't worry, change your angle, maybe you'll find something new."

Qiao Qin's gentle voice was like a spring flowing in the mountains, with the power to soothe people's hearts, slowly flowing into Huo Yan's ears. Her voice seemed to have a magical power, instantly penetrating the heavy haze in his heart and soothing all his anxiety and uneasiness.

Huo Yan was slightly startled. He followed Qiao Qin's advice and quickly turned the diary in his hand over.

At this moment, as if blessed by God, the sunlight poured down and fell on the diary. In this seemingly coincidental moment, Huo Yan unexpectedly discovered a faint mark that had been erased on it.

His eyes lit up instantly, and the light was full of surprise and hope.

Huo Yan immediately picked up the diary and kept changing the angle, trying to capture more clues from all angles. His efforts paid off, and soon he found a line of hidden small words.

[Apricot tree in front of the courtyard. ]

Huo Yan's pupils shrank slightly, and it was as if a flash of lightning flashed through his mind, instantly illuminating his thoughts that were shrouded in doubt and confusion, as if he remembered something crucial.

A trace of excitement flashed across his face, and he shouted to the driver without hesitation: "Go back to the Huo's old house."

"what happened?"

Qiao Qin had a puzzled look on her face, with confusion written all over her delicate features. She didn't know what had happened, but she felt that the person in front of her seemed to be in a better mood suddenly.

Huo Yan's lips curled up slightly, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He stretched out his hand and hugged Qiao Qin tightly in his arms, his voice trembling with excitement: "Xiao Qin, thank you, you are really my lucky star."

Half an hour later, a black car slowly stopped in front of the old house.

Huo Yan couldn't wait to push open the car door. As soon as his feet touched the ground, his body trembled slightly, as if hit by an invisible force.

Looking at the building in front of him that was both familiar and unfamiliar, Huo Yan's mood was extremely complicated, as if a bottle of five flavors had been overturned, with all kinds of flavors intertwined together, including sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty.

Since the unfortunate passing of his parents, he has rarely returned here. This old house carries too many memories, including the laughter of playing with his parents as a child, the tears of grief when losing loved ones, the warm scenes of the family sitting together, and the sadness when facing setbacks in life.

After the old man's accident, he never set foot in this old house full of memories again.

Huo Yan turned to look at Qiao Qin, took her soft hand, and explained in a low and hoarse voice with deep attachment and nostalgia: "I lived here until I was ten years old."

Qiao Qin looked around curiously. Although no one lived in this old house all year round, there were gardeners and servants who took care of it at regular times, so it remained clean and quiet. The neatly trimmed lawn was like a piece of emerald green; the carefully maintained flowers bloomed with brilliant colors and exuded charming fragrance.

"The old man likes to fish here. When I was a kid, I sat next to him and often made trouble to scare the fish away." Huo Yan's voice was low, as if he was telling a distant and beautiful story.

His eyes softened, his gaze drifted towards the fish pond not far away, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Qiao Qin followed the direction of his finger and saw the fish pond. The calm water surface was sparkling with golden light under the sunlight, as if countless tiny diamonds were inlaid in it.

She couldn't help but imagine in her mind a smaller version of Huo Yan being naughty and mischievous, and suddenly, she burst out laughing.

Huo Yan turned his head to look at her, his lips slightly raised, with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "What are you laughing at?"

The moment Qiao Qin raised her eyes, she met a pair of bottomless black eyes. Those eyes were like a mysterious black hole, deep and full of attraction, making her eyes involuntarily sink into them, unable to extricate herself.

In an instant, her heart seemed to skip a beat, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

She hastily looked away, her cheeks slightly red, like the gorgeous sunset in the sky, and shook her head, her voice a little weaker: "No, nothing, it's just that it's hard to imagine that you have a naughty side."

After all, in her impression, Huo Yan always seemed mature, steady and calm, as if he had never had an innocent and carefree childhood.

The next second, Qiao Qin's chin was gently lifted, forcing her to look at the man in front of her.

Huo Yan's fingers were warm, and when they touched her skin, the temperature seemed to penetrate her skin and reach deep into her heart, causing ripples in her heart.

His deep and pleasant voice came to my ears, like a mellow wine, intoxicating: "I have many sides that you haven't seen yet."

A dark light flashed in Huo Yan's eyes, and that light seemed to hide endless affection and expectation.

He continued, "Life is still long, we can take our time to look at it later."

As soon as the words fell, Qiao Qin's face turned red instantly, like a cooked shrimp, and the crimson color spread all the way to her ears.

Damn!

When did Huo Yan become so good at saying sweet words?

Qiao Qin's heart was beating like a drum, as if it was about to jump out of her chest. The rapid heartbeat echoed in her ears like an exciting war drum.

Then, the two of them walked inside hand in hand.

Huo Yan's voice was low, like a gentle breeze, and he kept talking about every little detail of his childhood.

At this moment, Qiao Qin felt that she seemed to understand the man in front of her better. He was no longer just the powerful man who made waves in the business world, but also an ordinary person with a rich inner world and warm memories.

The air seemed to be filled with pink bubbles and a sweet scent filled every corner. The sweet smell seemed to make people intoxicated and unwilling to wake up.

At this moment, Huo Yan suddenly stopped under a huge apricot tree.

As the breeze blows by, pink petals fall like snow, fluttering in a dream. The faint floral fragrance penetrates into the nose, which is fresh and sweet, making people feel relaxed and happy, as if all the worries have disappeared at this moment.

"This apricot tree was planted by my parents when they got married. I didn't expect it to grow so big." Huo Yan said softly, his eyes full of nostalgia and emotion.

His hand gently stroked the tree trunk. The rough bark bore the marks of time. There were irregular scratches carved on the trunk, some of which had completely disappeared due to the passage of time.

Qiao Qin asked curiously, "What do these mean?"

"I grew up very fast when I was a child. Every once in a while, I would come under this tree to take notes. These scratches are the traces from those years." Huo Yan's eyes were full of memories. The memories flashed before his eyes one by one like movie scenes, as if he had returned to that carefree childhood.

Qiao Qin couldn't help but touch it, her fingertips touching those scratches, as if she saw Huo Yan as a child, standing under the apricot tree and comparing heights. She suddenly sighed, "Our Siqian will grow up very fast in the future, too."

Huo Yan nodded softly, his eyes full of tenderness and expectation. That gentle look seemed to be able to melt all the ice and snow in the world.

Then, he pulled Qiao Qin to the back of the apricot tree and slowly said, "Black Wolf has been looking for so long, I guess he didn't expect that the important information was buried under the tree by my parents."

As he said this, he turned and walked quickly into the house, his steps firm and powerful.

After a while, he took out a shovel and started digging carefully.

Huo Yan's movements were gentle and cautious, as if he was treating an extremely precious treasure, afraid that he would damage it if he was not careful.

Sure enough, an old tin box came into view.

Huo Yan took out the iron box and gently brushed off the dirt on it. The movement was as gentle as if he was wiping a rare treasure. His hands were trembling slightly, as if he was holding the whole world, and the trembling contained excitement and nervousness.

Huo Yan couldn't wait to get back to the car and insert the USB drive into the computer.

The next second, the densely packed information in the folder came into view. Those words and pictures seemed like long-dormant secrets that finally reappeared in the public eye at this moment.

At this moment, Huo Yan suddenly discovered that there was a video that had been recorded long ago. His hands trembled slightly as he clicked the play button.

On the screen, young father and mother Huo stood together, their faces filled with happy smiles. Their smiles were like flowers blooming in spring, bright and beautiful.

Because so much time had passed, his original memory of his parents' appearance had become vague, but at this moment it became very clear.