The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 362 I Like You Because You Are You (Part [-])

Ji Qian almost fled back to her bedroom.

Thinking of everything that happened just now, she couldn't help reaching out her hand to freeze her face, and then felt that it was too irresponsible for her to leave like this.

In order to make up for Comrade Old Song, she thought about it, then found her photo album, and went downstairs again.

Song Zhen was taking a shower in the bathroom, she secretly thought: he must have taken cold water.

Then she put down the photo album and walked away quietly.

When Song Zhen came out of the bathroom, he turned on the light and found a photo album on the bed.

He was sure that when Ji Qian came down just now, her hands were empty. The only explanation was that Ji Qian came again while he was in the bathroom.

While rubbing the hair on his head with a towel, he walked towards the bed and reached for the photo album.

After getting into bed, leaning against the head of the bed, he spread the photo album on his lap and began to look through it.

The first page is a photo of Ji Qian's coming-of-age ceremony. The photo should have been taken when she graduated in summer. Ji Qian was still wearing an ordinary middle school uniform. But the tall man is still eye-catching.

In the photo, she is wearing a simple high ponytail, full of youth. Although she is a little green, her facial features are already very bright, which is amazing.

The title page of the photo album is opposite to the photo, and a few words are written on it.

[Don't think about the past, don't fear the future. 】

The inscription is naturally Ji Qian, and the character is the same as hers, flamboyant, bright, and majestic.

Then, Song Zhen turned the page.

The moment he saw the photo, his eyes trembled slightly, a little shocked.

It was a baby with cleft lip and palate, his eyes were closed tightly, his face was chubby, his fetal hair was very black, his whole body was wrapped in a small quilt, but his exposed fists were clenched tightly, as if he was Crying, the whole face flushed.

He couldn't help but keep scrolling down.

The photos are arranged according to the trajectory of growth, [-]-year-old photos, one-year-old photos, two-year-old photos... until they grow up.

The baby in the photo opened his eyes. The pair of almond eyes are big, bright, and watery. It looks so beautiful, but the cleft lip and palate ruined this beauty, as if a delicate porcelain doll was The person fell through an ugly gap.

Looking down, the girl's hair has grown longer, she has two cute braids, hugs two little rabbits, and smiles sweetly at the camera.The eyebrows are curved, and the baby fat is no longer obvious, but looking at the nose and eyes, it looks like a little beauty.

He couldn't help reaching out and caressing the girl's face in the photo, feeling a little distressed.

Because in the next photo, there is no trace of that purely happy look, and the girl's face seems to be covered with shadows. She has learned to be sad at a young age.

At the same time, her beloved little rabbit was also missing.

The girl who is obviously getting taller every year and growing older every year, in the next two photos, she seems to have remained the same, thin, petite, and even her skin is the same colorless .

Scrolling down, finally, he saw some changes.

Beside her is a little border collie, with alternate black and white coat colors, and looks very cute. Although her expression is cold, there is a faint joy hidden deep in her eyes.

Next, the little Bianmu became a big Bianmu, and the shape of her lips was gradually changing and corrected little by little.

At the age of 14, her lip shape was finally the same as that of ordinary people, and even the arc was more perfect.

And this change took a full 6 years.

Until now, Song Zhen finally understood why Ji Qian's cousin bullied her. When she was a child, she was so different in the eyes of other children, so...

After closing the photo album, he closed his eyes, thinking of the little video uploaded on Weibo on the second day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

She, Qian Yu and Han Zhixian made moon cakes for children with cleft lip and palate. At that time, he thought she was just helping Han Zhixian regain her desire to survive in that way, but he didn't expect...

No wonder, occasionally when he touched her lips with his fingers, she would look a little unnatural, even - nervous.

Everything has a reasonable explanation, but Song Zhen no longer feels sleepy.

After closing the album, he didn't know how much courage she mustered up to reveal the past for him to see, but he knew that she must be hiding under the covers and feeling uneasy.

Grabbing the cell phone next to the bed, he called her.

Upstairs, Ji Qian turned her head to stare at the phone on the bedside table, looking at the call reminder from "Brother Xiao Song", suddenly feeling worried and scared.

She was afraid that he would be disappointed in her, that he would feel that he had cheated her, and even more afraid that he would leave.

She really didn't have much confidence, especially in her past self.

But the phone rang so persistently that she couldn't ignore it.

Finally, she picked up the phone and put it sideways to her ear to answer it.

"Miss me?" Song Zhen asked.

His deep and sexy voice suddenly sounded like this. Ji Qian was a little surprised, and then her nose turned sour. After understanding his subtext, she nodded seriously, "I think."

As if the word "think" couldn't express her mood at the moment, she immediately added another sentence, "I really, really want to."

"Put the photo album down and leave, are you afraid of my reaction when I find out? Ji Qian, when did you lose confidence in yourself?"

"Song Zhen..."

"Hey, I want to hug you," he said.

Ji Qian held the phone and choked up in an instant.

"Open the door."

Hearing the sound from the microphone, Ji Qian hiccupped, then looked up in the direction of the door in a daze.

Open, open the door?Is he at the door!He actually went upstairs?

She threw off the quilt immediately, then ran out of bed, and ran towards the door barefoot.

When he opened the door, he saw his tall body as expected.

The next moment, she threw herself directly into his arms.

She also wanted to hug him!
Song Zhen hugged her in his arms, and his heart was full of distress.

The two stood at the door of her bedroom, embracing each other without any scruples.

The light in the bedroom shined through, hitting the two of them, and casting figures hugging each other tightly on the wall.

After a long time, she finally raised her head and met Song Zhen's focused and doting eyes. Immediately, she stood on tiptoe, held his face in her hands, closed her eyes and kissed him reverently.

It was at this time that Song Zhen saw her bare feet.

The next moment, Ji Qian felt her waist and knees bend tightly, and then her whole body flew into the air, and she opened her eyes immediately.

Song Zhen had already closed the door and put her on the bed.

"I haven't recovered from the cold, and I don't have a long memory at all!" Immediately afterwards, she received a chestnut on her forehead.

She frowned in pain, with tears in her eyes, and with a pitiful face, she stretched out her hand towards Song Zhen.

Although she didn't make a sound, Song Zhen understood what she meant - hug.

He had no choice but to reach out and pull her into his arms, then pulled the quilt to cover her up, covering the little person in his arms tightly.

"Song Zhen, I love you." She found a comfortable position to lean against, then raised her eyes and said to him seriously.

Without any foreshadowing, she confessed directly, only his handsome face was reflected in her big beautiful eyes.

"Silly girl." He sighed.

But she reached out and grabbed him, begging like a puppy: "Sleep with me tonight, don't go down, okay?"

Song Zhen looked at her intently, patted her on the back, but couldn't refuse, "Go to sleep."

Satisfied, Ji Qian shrank herself back into the quilt, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up.

Patting her on the back, looking at the peaceful sleeping face of the girl in his arms, Song Zhen said softly, "Ji Qian, just like you like me no matter whether I have a beard or not. Similarly, I like you only because you are Kissy."

"Just like it?" She raised her eyes, frowned beautifully, and stared at him.

Did this silly girl miss the point?
"Go to sleep." He coaxed.

She stared at him closely, her eyes gradually becoming watery.

Song Zhen couldn't help laughing, knowing that she was pretending but couldn't bear to see her like this, so she couldn't help reaching out to caress her delicate and beautiful brows, rubbing them, and then printed a kiss on her forehead, "Good night, I love you."

The sound of "I love you" was very light and shallow, like a lullaby before going to bed, but Ji Qian's ears keenly caught it.

Her eyes stared at him brightly, like stars shining brightly.

Then she discovered that Song Zhen's ears were turning red!

"Brother Xiao Song, your ears are red." She couldn't help but pursed the corners of her lips, trying desperately to suppress the overflowing smile.

"Sleep!" Song Zhen reached out to turn off the light, and the room was suddenly plunged into darkness, making his crimson ears no longer visible.

Ji Qian held back her laughter, squinted her eyes happily, then arched in his direction, and said softly, "I see, I won't be in the future, good night."

The two immediately hugged each other and fell asleep, smelling each other's peaceful breath.

It was cold and windy outside the window, but the embrace of the lover inside was so warm and comfortable, reassuring.

The winter nights are long, and it seems that they are reluctant to separate the young couple prematurely.

(End of this chapter)