The Romance Of Mr. Walton

"So fast?" Huo Tingshen walked to Wen Qing's side and hugged Huohuo. He said to the two of them, "Let's go. We'll talk when we get back."    

    

Wen Qing did not hear what Butler Tong had just said. She was still wondering what the two of them were going to say when they got back.    

    

The three of them walked around the front yard and returned to their residence.    

    

After entering the living room, Huo Tingshen gave Huohuo to his aunt to take care of. He let his aunt, who was busy at home, go out first.    

    

He pulled Wen Qing to sit down. He said to Butler Tong, "You sit too."    

    

Wen Qing frowned. Wen Qing frowned. "Do you want to study something big?"    

    

Butler Tong smiled. "Third Mrs. Huo," he said. No, I found news about Han Yuan."    

    

"Han Yuan? The guitar player in your uncle's band?"    

    

Huo Tingshen nodded. "That's him. If we find him, we might know what happened between the older generation."    

    

After he finished speaking, he said to Butler Tong, "Tell me about it."    

    

Butler Tong nodded. "Han Yuan's wife is Korean. So their family lives in Korea now. He is a guitar teacher at a manufacturing company. After I found his contact number, I called him and confirmed it. This person is Han Yuan himself. "    

    

Butler Tong took out an A4 paper with contact information from the table and handed it to Huo Tingshen.    

    

Wen Qing came over to take a look and urged him. "Quick, quick, call and ask."    

    

Huo Tingshen was very calm and said to Butler Tong, "Order a plane ticket. This afternoon, Wen Qing and I will go to Korea."    

    

Wen Qing looked at him. "Why do you need to go personally?"    

    

"Uncle Han will only know how urgent we are to go in person. Besides, your vacation is almost over. I should take you out to relax. Go upstairs and pack your things."    

    

Wen Qing was quite happy when she heard that she could also go out to relax. She got up and went upstairs happily.    

    

Huo Tingshen said to Butler Tong, "After we leave, take good care of Huohuo. If there is any news about Bai Yu at the police station, tell me at any time."    

    

"Okay, Third Young Master. Then I will go and book a plane ticket."    

    

The next morning, the two of them came out of Ren Chuan Airport.    

    

Butler Tong had arranged for the receptionist in advance to take the two of them to the hotel.    

    

After Huo Tingshen asked for the car keys, he asked the driver to leave first.    

    

Wen Qing packed her things and asked, "Are we going to look for Uncle Han later?"    

    

"I'll contact him now."    

    

Huo Tingshen went to the outer room and dialed Han Yuan's number.    

    

After a long time, his phone was picked up.    

    

In less than two minutes, Huo Tingshen came back.    

    

He bent down and pulled Wen Qing's hand. "Let's not pack up. I'll take you out to eat."    

    

Wen Qing asked, "Don't you see Uncle Han?"    

    

"He is at Jizhou Island with his students. He will not be back until tonight. We have an appointment to meet tomorrow morning," Wen Qing said.    

    

Wen Qing was slightly disappointed. "Ah?"    

    

Huo Tingshen raised his hands and rubbed her face. "There's nothing to be disappointed about. I'll take you out today. Have you been to Korea before?"    

    

Wen Qing shook her head. "No, this is the first time."    

    

"I have come countless times. Come, let me take you for a walk."    

    

He held Wen Qing's hand and the two of them went out of the room together and went straight to the bright cave.    

    

For lunch, he took her to eat Korean cuisine that she used to eat every time she came.    

    

After that, he accompanied her shopping.    

    

Wen Qing seemed to have thought of something and said, "Right, don't you like watching Korean dramas? I remember she said before that coming to Korea, the most worthy thing to watch is the 63rd building."    

    

Huo Tingshen rubbed her head, his eyes full of love. "That was in the past. But... I'll take you to see it. It's a classic. It's not bad."    

    

The two of them went from Mingdong to 63 Building.    

    

The whole afternoon, they were so happy that they didn't know how tired they were.    

    

After dinner, she thought she would be able to go back and rest.    

    

In the end, Huo Tingshen drove her to Nanshan Tower to see the night view.    

    

The two of them climbed to the top of the mountain. Wen Qing used her phone to take many photos of the two of them.    

    

During her time abroad, the thing she regretted the most was that she did not have many photos with him.    

    

So when she missed him, she did not have any place to entrust her feelings to.    

    

Now, she secretly took photos of him when she had time.    

    

This matter was addictive.    

    

When she came to the place where she hung up her lover's lock, Wen Qing took a careful look around.    

    

There was no lack of locks left behind by many people in China.    

    

Huo Tingshen put his arm around her shoulder. "Wait for her," he said. I'll go buy a lock. We'll hang one too."    

    

Wen Qing held his hand and shook her head.    

    

Huo Tingshen was puzzled. Didn't young girls like this kind of thing?    

    

Why did she shake her head?    

    

"What's wrong?"    

    

Wen Qing pouted. "Huo Tingshen, you are so childish. Love is not locked by locks. There are so many locks here, but there have been locks here. How many people have been together forever?"    

    

Huo Tingshen crossed his arms and looked at her with interest. "Oh? "Then tell me, how can love be locked?"    

    

Wen Qing poked his heart with her finger. "Depends on the heart. Only true love can make love long."    

    

Huo Tingshen nodded seriously. "Yes. Teacher Wen is indeed Teacher Wen. She has been taught."    

    

"Why are you still sore at me?" She poked his lower abdomen again in embarrassment. "Too bad."    

    

He smiled and held her in his arms. "I am acknowledging you. You are right. "    

    

Wen Qing wrapped her arms around his neck. "In such a romantic place, although I do not want to be locked up, there is something I must do."    

    

"Tell me about it."    

    

She did not say anything. She just stood on tiptoes and kissed. She kissed him.    

    

Huo Tingshen's eyes were full of smiles, deepening the kiss.    

    

That's right. The little girl said it too well.    

    

Love cannot be locked. Only by protecting it with all your heart can it last for a long time.    

    

When the two of them returned to the hotel, it was already very late. Because they had been shopping for a day, Wen Qing was really exhausted.    

    

After Huo Tingshen finished his bath, he came out and saw Wen Qing who had taken a bath first. She was already lying on the bed and sleeping.    

    

He could not help but tut. He originally wanted to have a good time with her. But this woman...    

    

He couldn't bear to disturb her, so he laid down at the foot of the bed and held her in his arms.    

    

That night, both of them had a good dream.    

    

After breakfast the next morning, Huo Tingshen brought Wen Qing downstairs to wait for Han Yuan.    

    

The two of them had agreed to meet at half past nine. Han Yuan appeared on time.    

    

In the hotel lobby, Huo Tingshen recognized Han Yuan at a glance.    

    

Compared to twenty years ago, other than the traces of time on his face, nothing else had changed much.    

    

He held Wen Qing's hand, and Han Yuan also recognized him.    

    

"Tingshen, right?"    

    

Huo Tingshen nodded at him. "Uncle Han, it's me."    

    

Han Yuan raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder. "You've grown up. It's been a long time."    

    

Huo Tingshen smiled. "It's been twenty years. Uncle Han, let me introduce you. This is my lover, Wen Qing."    

    

Han Yuan looked at her with a serious expression. You are Wen Yingying's daughter? "