Falling tonight

Chapter 84 Don't Ask
The wind blew in the cemetery, and Li Sijin walked in front, his steps frivolous, and the strong wind blew up the hem of his shirt, making him look lonely and cold.

Zhao Rou followed him, looking at his back in the bright moonlight. The two of them were so close that she could even feel the invisible and deep sadness emanating from his body.

After getting in the car, Zhao Rou fastened her seat belt and put her hands on the steering wheel.He turned his head and asked Li Sijin, the co-pilot, "Are you going back to Li's house?"

Li Sijin put his coat on the back seat of the car, bent his long legs, looked straight ahead, was silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "Take me to the hotel, I don't want to go back."

He looked in the direction of the cemetery, his eyes darkened, and the corners of his mouth curved into a slight mocking arc, "Their family reunion was very lively, so I won't go and count them."

Their family?
Zhao Rou was confused and frowned. She stared at him for a while and asked, "If you don't get along with them, why did you come back?"

Why do you want to come back?

Li Sijin's mind was in confusion, and he turned to meet Zhao Rou's concerned eyes. Maybe he had drunk too much, but his usually gentle face showed a slightly different slant from usual, "When I come back, of course I will make the murderer pay what he deserves." price."

what did he say?Let the murderer...

Zhao Rou's pupils trembled. After a long time, she struggled to spit out a few words in her throat, and asked tremblingly, "Auntie... didn't she get sick and leave? Was she killed by someone from the Li family?"

As soon as these words came out, Li Sijin's chaotic thoughts gathered together, and he narrowed his beautiful eyes under the mirror frame. His eyes were turbulent, like rough waves hitting the rocks, a storm suddenly rising, his thin lips pursed into a line, and the aura all over his body suddenly disappeared. get cold.

He suddenly came close to Zhao Rou's face, and there was only a fist distance between them.

The smell of liquor from the shop filled the tip of her nose, and Zhao Rou was startled. When she was about to retreat, Li Sijin grabbed her wrist on the steering wheel and blocked her movement.

His eyes darkened, and his voice became soft inexplicably, "Xiaorou, don't ask, this is not what you should know, you shouldn't be dragged into it, I just want to protect you."

There was no sound of wind in the empty night inside the car. It was as quiet as water. The alternating breathing sounds of the two people were extremely clear in the confined space. Zhao Rou could also hear the pounding sound of her own heart.

It wasn't because of the close proximity between the two that her heart was beating wildly due to shyness, but because the person she was used to relying on now seemed to have a different face in an instant. Under the gentle and harmless face was a bottomless pit of deep thoughts and words. He also became strong and rude.

Zhao Rou temporarily forgot what to say to him.

The two of them remained silent, reading each other's emotions in each other's complicated eyes.

I don’t know how long it took, but a sudden ringtone broke the silent moment in the stagnant time and space.

Li Sijin let go of her wrist, sat back in the passenger seat, and inadvertently scanned the screen of her mobile phone on the center console. His face darkened almost imperceptibly, and then he regained his composure. He pinched his temples and pressed them, sighing softly. "Xiaorou, I'm sorry, I'm not in a good state right now."

Zhao Rou stared at the movements of his hand, tightened the corners of her mouth, and her face was slightly tense. She picked up the phone from the center console and saw that it was Mu Zhou calling.

It's only 8 o'clock now. Did he find that she was not at his house when he returned to Yuewan Mansion so quickly?
Taking a quick look at Li Sijin next to her, she hesitated for a moment, hung up the phone, and sent him a WeChat message, "I have something to do. I'll call you back later."

She didn't answer his call. On the one hand, she and Li Sijin were alone now. If Mu Zhou knew about it, she would have to make sarcastic remarks. There was also the news that she came to pay homage to Li Sijin's mother today. Li Sijin probably didn't want others to know, so he asked her to come over. catch.

After replying to the message, sure enough, Mu Zhou didn't call again, but just sent back a message, which Zhao Rou didn't click on.

Start the car and drive toward the city.Halfway through the journey, Li Sijin said nothing. While waiting for the traffic light to change, she glanced at the person next to her and saw that he was leaning on his neck brace, his eyelids had been closed, and he looked like he was asleep.

When the green light turned on, Zhao Rou stepped on the accelerator, her thoughts wandering.

In the past, Li Sijin had a good personality, was gentle, and talked a lot, but if I think about it carefully, I had never heard him talk about himself and his mother at that time.

But occasionally she could see a look of sadness on his young face that was different from those of his peers. She was still young at that time and had never understood the meaning of his emotions.

Tonight's worship, the murderer Li Sijin just mentioned seems to mean that there is an unusual secret behind his return.

While thinking about it, the car had already entered the city center. Zhao Rou slowed down the car and paid attention to the buildings on both sides while driving. After a while, she saw a high-end hotel.

Zhao Rou drove into the underground parking garage, reversed the car, loosened her seat belt, and poked the arm of the sleeping co-pilot with her finger, "Wake up, Si Jin, we're at the hotel."

no response.

She switched to pushing his shoulders with her palms, but there was still no response.

isn't it?
Zhao Rou frowned, a hint of helplessness appeared on her fair face. How could he ask for a room in this state? Could it be that she was asking him to search him for any documents and help him go to the front desk to ask for a room?
It's a bit difficult.

After sitting for a while, Zhao Rou gave up, put on her seat belt again, and drove back to her apartment.

The streets in the old city are not wide, and the street lights glow with old dim light. A brand-new Pagani drove into the community, which was incompatible with the surrounding outdated environment.

Pagani parked in the ground garage and opened the car door. The first thing that caught Mu Zhou's eyes was a slender white calf, glowing softly under the dim light. Mu Zhou in the car squinted and noticed that The short boots on one leg looked familiar, and I couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling.

Sure enough, in the next second, the familiar back of the woman slowly emerged. She had black hair, a thin waist, and long legs. She got out of a car he had never seen before. Who was Zhao Rou if she hadn't just cut off his phone call?
Mu Zhou was about to get out of the car when he saw Zhao Rou in front of her walking around the front of the car, opening the passenger door, bending down and pulling out a man from inside.

Mu Zhou's hand on the handlebar paused, his pupils narrowed, and he stared at them sharply.

Li Sijin was sleeping deeply, his head ached, and his arm was pulled by a force.

He half-opened his eyes, and what he saw was Zhao Rou's tight-lipped face, pulling his arm to the car. This small movement still woke him up a little.

He held Zhao Rou's hand, slowly stepped out of the car door and stood up. Perhaps he had just woken up, but his expression was still a little unclear. He held Zhao Rou's shoulders, supported his body to stand up straight, and looked around. Looking around, he lowered his head and asked Zhao Rou with a lazy tone, "Where is this? It doesn't look like a hotel."

Li Sijin's fingers were clasping her shoulders. Although he didn't use much strength, for an adult man nearly 1.9 meters tall, the weight of half-leaning on her was not light, not to mention that Zhao Rou had been cleaning the whole afternoon. My waist was already a little sore.

Zhao Rou endured the pain and refused to push him away, and said helplessly, "I just dropped you off at the hotel, but you ignored me, so I had to bring you to my house."

From Mu Zhou's perspective, a man and a woman not far away were close to each other, as if they were whispering.

(End of this chapter)