Reborn Top Student and Sweet Little Wife

Ding Han saw Huo Jibai coming in, tears falling down in a string, "Little White..."

Huo Jibai sat down next to Ding Han and squeezed her hand. Her eyes saw the time on the bomb decrease one second by one second. After all, he was a 17- or 18-year-old boy. Without Huo Yanqing’s calmness and quietness, he instantly turned red. Eyes, "Mom, don't be afraid, Fifth Uncle is here, it will be fine."

The discourse is all about trust and respect for Huo Yanqing.

Ding Han nodded, "Mom is not afraid."

The room was quiet for a moment, and Ding Han's relentless sobbing and Huo Jibai's occasional sniffing sound were heard clearly.

The atmosphere is serious and dull, making people nervous and nervous.

Everyone's eyes fell on Huo Yan's framing hands, expecting him to dismantle the bomb as soon as possible.

The time of minutes, seconds and seconds passed, and the time of seeing the bomb became 01:36. Everyone's heart was like a bow drawn closer, as if it would break with a little more force.

Ding Han was full of hope from the beginning to slowly despair, she pushed Huo Jibai's hand away, "Come on, you go quickly, otherwise it will be too late."

Huo Jibai didn't move on the sofa, and the teenager who had always been weeping also cried, "I won't go."

Ding Han pushed Huo Jibai hard, "Come on, go, you will be a mother and died five years ago."

"Mom..." Huo Ji's eyes were scarlet and he sat steadily like a mountain. "We can't give up even if there is only one second."

Ding Han saw that Huo Jibai could not be pushed, and was blurred by tears to Huo Yanqing who had been squatting in front of her. "Yan Qing, I am not afraid of death. I can see Yan Lin when I die, but I can’t treat you and the young Bai also took away, Yan Lin would blame me, I beg you, take Xiaobai away."

"Don't talk." Huo Yan tilted her voice coldly, and a thin layer of sweat came out of her forehead.

Ding Han looked at the time and turned it into 00:45. The despair in her eyes swallowed her like a waterfall. She pushed away Huo Yanqin in front of her palm. She didn't dare to move. She could only stabilize her waist and push Huo Jibai with her arms. , "Go, you all go, I am not Jian Xi, I am Ding Han, and have nothing to do with you."

"Mom..." Huo Jibai turned around and took Ding Han's hand. "I won't go."

Ding Han coldly shook Huo Jibai's hand, "I'm not your mother, your mother was already dead when the plane crashed, go, go..."

"Enough is enough!" Huo Yanqing's deep, deterring voice rang in the room.

Ding Han and Huo Jibai suddenly stopped.

"Let me be quiet if you don't want to die together." Huo Yan's eyes were cold and cold.

Ding Han's eyes were tearful, "Feast, why do you..."

"Shut up!" Huo Yanqing seems to have lost patience, his voice reveals the power of trembling, and his eyes fall on the black box on Ding Han's waist, where the time shows 00:15.

Ding Han no longer pushes Huo Jibai, his face is ashamed, and he murmurs in his mouth, "It's over, it's over, I'm the Huo family's sinner, feast Lin, I'm sorry you..."

Huo Yanqin squatted in front of Ding Han. His sharp hand held scissors and came to the four wires of different colors. Without hesitation, he cut the red and white lines neatly, and the stopwatch drowned out.

"Successful, successful, all right." Huo Jibai shouted excitedly.

Ding Han looked back from his own thoughts, looked down, and saw that the bomb on his waist had disappeared, his face showed the joy of the rest of the life, and turned to hug Huo Jibai, howling and crying.