An ambiguous photo, without any verbal explanation, the person who sent the photo clearly had bad intentions and wanted to create a gap between her and Huo Jingting.

But she didn't know him before, the last time she mentioned his name to Huo Jingting, Huo Jingting also said that she didn't know him, they were all innocent and had no enmity with him, why did he do this?

After thinking about it, I couldn't figure out the reason and the answer.

……

Not long after Gu Nanqiao returned to the office, Huo Jingting called and said that he had arrived downstairs.

She packed up the papers and materials on the table, and hurried downstairs.

Huo Jingting got out of the car and waited for her back and forth at the door, Gu Nanqiao came out and saw his figure, walked over and took the initiative to hold his hand.

But the moment she held it, she was stunned, and she obviously noticed something wrong.

In fact, they rarely shake hands, sometimes when they are resting in bed, they will clasp their fingers tightly, and she didn't notice anything before, but now, she feels that his palm is a little hard, like a layer of calluses.

Huo Jingting grabbed her wrist with his backhand and pulled her into the car, "It's not early tonight, let's go out to eat." ”

Gu Nanqiao had no objection, "Okay." ”

He drove to a seafood restaurant with a good reputation in the city center, which was not very far from Gu's, but because of some traffic jams on the road, it took nearly half an hour to stop and go.

Gu Nanqiao was thinking all the way, and after getting out of the car, he couldn't get back to his senses.

The sky was getting dark, the night breeze was cool, Huo Jingting saw her distracted, and couldn't help asking, "What do you want?" Absent-minded. ”

Gu Nanqiao didn't speak, but gently rubbed the calluses on his palms with his fingertips.

He grew up in Gu's family, and his parents did not treat him badly, and raised him as their own son, and did not let him do any rough work.

She remembered clearly that when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, he didn't have this layer of cocoons on his hands.

And that position is a bit like grinding something out of a long period of time.

Could it be a gun?

The answer popped into her mind, and she secretly guessed, but she felt that something was wrong.

If that layer of cocoons is really sharpened by holding a gun, then what has he done in the past seven years in the United States?

"What about you?" Huo Jingting rubbed her head, "Why don't you answer?" ”

Gu Nanqiao came back to his senses at this time, and hurriedly replied, "It's nothing, go and eat, I'm hungry." ”

She squeezed his hand tighter as she spoke.

Huo Jingting's palm was dry, but she didn't know if it was a thin layer of sweat caused by nervousness.

The two walked towards the door of the restaurant, Gu Nanqiao clasped his hand and leaned his head slightly on his shoulder, "How did the callus on your hand come from?" Hold the gun? ”

When Huo Jingting heard this, he subconsciously tightened his palm.

He felt a hint of warmth in the palms of each other's palms, and was silent for a moment before replying softly, "Yes." ”

Gu Nanqiao lifted his eyes and looked at him, with a slight surprise in his eyes, but not much.

Huo Jingting looked serious and didn't mean to joke with her.

"A lot has happened in those years." Huo Jingting's calm face showed a faint crack, "I'll explain to you slowly in the future." ”

Gu Nanqiao stared at him, but saw that his eyes were like an endless deep pool, and she couldn't understand it at all.

Such an obvious cocoon is definitely not something that can be sharpened by holding it once or twice, he must have held the gun countless times.