When Su Ling and Qin Xiao returned to City L, it started raining in City L.

The drizzle casts a layer of fog on the city.

Qin Xiao held the umbrella and looked at the girl under the umbrella. Most of his body was soaked, but she was well protected by him.

Su Ling didn't cry, but she didn't talk to him either.

When they went to 637, Jinse Community as Ni Haoyan said, Ni Haoyan came out to open the door for them. The boy looked pale, looked at Su Ling, and pursed his lips gently: "Go in."

As Su Ling walked in, Qin Xiao said lightly: "I will be outside all the time."

She didn't stop, and didn't know if she heard it. The door closed in front of Qin Xiao. Before Ni Haoyan closed the door, he looked at Qin Xiao coldly.

Of course he remembered this man who took Su Ling away in the starry sky that day and injured his hand.

Ni Haoyan went back to check him that day. Qin Xiao was a big shot after all, and there was a lot of information. Ni Haoyan closed the door with a cold face. Qin Xiao narrowed his eyes, his eyes were a little dangerous, but he didn't speak, and just leaned outside the door and waited.

It was eight o'clock at that time, and the bad situation in Jinse Community was not very good. The stairs windows were ventilated and the cold wind blew.

Qin Xiao was wearing a suit and shirt and leaning against the cold wall.

He has thick skin and strong body, and he has no discomfort. However, he is in a depressed mood, his face is dull, and he has a vague premonition of badness.

He closed his eyes, and the surroundings were empty and quiet, except for the whistling sound of wind and raindrops hitting the trees. The house was quiet, and he could not feel what she was doing. Qin Xiao could hardly control this anxious mood.

He subconsciously touched the cigarette from his pocket, and it was empty, and only his cell phone was remembered that he hadn't smoked it for a long time.

It seemed that the last time she was smoking outside her school, she squatted in front of him and wrapped the cigarette butts, and he never smoked it again.

He waited outside for two hours.

The sky was already as dark as ink, and Qin Xiao began to suspect that Su Ling had forgotten him.

He was so irritable that he wanted to kick the door open, but no matter how cold he looked, he finally restrained himself and called Zuo Yin.

Zuo Yin was watching the football game at home. The team he supported finally scored a goal. Before he could yell, he received a call from Qin Xiao. For a moment, he just wanted to curse: "Fuck."

However, as a doctor, he still took it with great quality.

Qin Xiao said concisely: "Grandma Su Ling is dead."

Zuo Yin: "..." He was stunned for a while, then said, "Then she should be very sad, and say tribute to her for me."

Qin Xiao narrowed his eyes half-squinted. To be honest, he didn't feel anything. When his father died, he played games all night. After receiving the call from Aunt Ding, he slept in the Internet cafe for an hour before Shi Shiran went home to clean up the group of people who were ready to move.

Zuo Yin thought a little unkindly, but this was actually an opportunity for Qin Xiao: "Remember to comfort her gently and want her to fall in love with you. It's good to be with her at this time. You have to hold back any temper, and you haven't exposed your feelings before."

Qin Xiao was cold and cold: "But I have a bad feeling."

Zuo Yin felt a sudden slap in his heart. Qin Xiao’s bad premonition was not just a premonition. Although this man had a little emotional change, he was very sensitive in other things.

Zuo Yin swallowed his saliva: "What did you do?"

"Two months ago, I talked to her grandmother and gave money because I wanted Su Ling."

Fuck my Young Master Qin! What kind of courage are you, mom!

However, at that time, Su Ling had just drunk the two glasses of wine and said something that made Qin Xiao very desperate. He checked Su Ling's everything, so he naturally knew what was going on with Su Ling's family.

Su Ling was led by someone else's house and was led by her grandmother.

Although her grandmother's illness is difficult to cure, it is not impossible. If you have money and live, you can say anything. And Su Ling cares about it, there is probably only one person in the world.

He wanted her and didn't mind using any means.

Qin Xiao made money, but the old woman refused.

Of course he was not so arrogant yet, and said bluntly that I fell in love with your granddaughter. He just said that he was Su Ling's friend and wanted to help her family.

After listening in silence, my grandmother finally said in an old voice: "Thank you for your kindness, but please stay away from Lingling."

He sneered, not taking it to heart.

However, now he always feels that this matter is invisible.

He just felt that she could laugh happily when facing him, but this happened.

It is difficult to have a little hope, but it is always in danger of being strangled.

He was irritated and was unwilling to accept it.

Zuo Yin is about to collapse, he is just an innocent doctor, not a master of family ethics and emotions.

The two men were silent for a long time, Zuo Yin: "Then I wish you good luck, just pray that Su Ling doesn't know about this, or don't think so in the future."

Qin Xiao said coldly: "Useless things." Then he hung up the phone.

“…”

Qin Xiao took a deep breath, and the coldness in the air flew into his lungs, causing the pain of tearing.

After a while, the door opened.

He subconsciously stood up straight and turned to see her.

Her eyes were red, her eyelashes were wet, and her eyes were as clean as the sky after the rain.

It was very windy outside, and in a blink of an eye, her forehead was blown away by the wind, and her hair on her cheeks was also flying randomly.

He took two steps, blocked the wind, and looked down at her.

Su Ling's voice was hoarse: "Let's go."

The knife in the lungs turned into a gentle light in an instant. He bent his lips and tried his best to control them to avoid laughing. God knew that she was afraid that she would look at him with disgust just now, and then asked him to get out.

"Okay." Qin Xiao was afraid that she would be cold, so he took off his suit and put it on her.

She didn't want to: "No, I'm not cold."

However, Qin Xiao was domineering and forced her to put on her clothes, leaving him with only a white shirt outside.

It was a cold wind at that time, and on November night, the temperature outside was only four or five degrees.

She felt his coat mixed with a slight coldness, and he stood outside for more than two hours.

She raised her eyelashes and looked at him: "Aren't you cold?"

He had a gentle smile on his eyes: "Not cold."

The two of them couldn't stand at the door of Ni's house all the time. Su Ling walked out and closed the door.

Qin Xiao saw the scene in the room at the last glance. Everyone looked depressed and watched Su Ling leave. There was a flash of coldness in his eyes.

He still held an umbrella for her and kept her firmly under the umbrella.

The lights on both sides of the road were dim, and there were car whistles from time to time in the distance. The raindrops were also stained with a light yellow color.

He was wearing thin clothes, and his clothes were wet in a blink of an eye, and he could vaguely see the man's strong texture.

Her pale hands were holding a letter tightly.

Su Ling stopped.

"What's wrong?" Qin Xiao helped her lift the hair on her cheeks behind her ears. She looked at him, her pupils were clean black.

Then he raised his hand and let him see the letter he had been holding.

Qin Xiao's heart beat, but there was no change on his face. He smiled and asked, "Hmm? What?"

Her voice was awkward: "Grandma's suicide note."

Qin Xiao felt a warm heart, but was instantly smashed to the bottom of the valley.

Su Ling tilted her head to look at him: "Qin Xiao, don't you have anything to tell me?"

The smile in his eyes dissipated and he couldn't pretend anymore.

He did not defend anything and looked down at her: "I love you."

At that time, the rain became heavier. He was like a persistent madman, covering her umbrella tightly. The rain flowed down the man's cheeks, his eyebrows, chin, and finally dripped to the ground, mixing with other rainwater.

His black hair was soaked and his black eyes were heavy.

There is only one she in my eyes.

Su Ling's eyelashes trembled slightly: "You know I don't want to hear this."

He sneered: "Then what do you want to hear? Want to hear what dirty ways I have thought of behind my back to get you? Or do you want to know what I can do for you."

He smiled with a sarcastic look in his eyebrows: "Can I kneel down for you? Do you love me if you kneel down? Don't you need to do it too much." He pulled her hand, his hands were as cold as ice, but her little hands were soft and warm.

He put it in his heart: "Don't need too much, one percent of it is OK."

Her eyes were stagnant for a moment.

Qin Xiao sneered coldly: "However, even if I want to, you may not be happy, and you still feel disgusting?" He locked a beast with sharp fangs in his heart, and stood in the court she dominated.

A thought can make him live, and a thought can make him a prisoner of death.

Qin Xiao didn't suppress him anymore. He told her what he thought: "Or I'll help you kill the people in the room who want to squeeze you and kill them all." He smiled softly, "When you say I'm sentenced to death, will you pity me and look at me more? I'm really fed up with your back."

Her eyes were full of disbelief.

She always knew that Qin Xiao was paranoid, but she didn't expect that she would be so.
To be continued...