Deep love never ends

Fortunately, the woman didn't find Ni Duan, but looked at me suspiciously.

The drawer was still half open. I met her, shook my head and said I didn't need anything.

The woman was well-trained. She did nothing but look at me and went out.

At the moment of closing the door, there seemed to be several people looking inside at the crack of the door.

Should be curious about my identity.

I didn't think there was anything wrong, but when I saw the line of sight outside, I was still a little uneasy.

Lin Zhu was right when he warned. This is not a game. It's easy to play myself.

At the beginning, I sneered, but now it seems that I really lost control.

This is not a good phenomenon.

My heart sank to the bottom. I'm afraid I have to get out in advance. Otherwise, without waiting for the success of revenge, my relationship with Qin Langjun will be completely unclear.

Maybe in the eyes of others, this is the best opportunity, but I dare not continue to contact the Qin family.

I fell head broken and bleeding here at the beginning. I can't fall to death in the same place.

The more I think about these things, the more irritable I am.

I can't think of how to get away from him smoothly.

I haven't thought about it yet. The mobile phone over there starts to vibrate again.

It's Xia Qinghe.

Keep flashing.

I just glanced and hung up.

I don't intend to learn from those in TV dramas. I deliberately connect provocation, which can't have any effect. I also give myself a meal of anger for no reason. Why.

The drawer was closed again by me.

I didn't take out what was inside.

Some things are like Pandora's box. Once you find something, your heart will itch and you can't control it.

I'm like this now. I can't help but want to see it, but I know it's a bottomless pit. I'm sure I'll be finished myself.

I tried to resist the urge to open it and look again, and I didn't care about the vibrating mobile phone.

The caller ID is still Xia Qinghe. He is persistent, like he has to get through.

I glanced. I wanted to sit back on the sofa and pretend that nothing had happened, but I saw something on the bookcase.

There is a relatively abrupt thing with a corner, which is sandwiched in the middle of the book and looks like a photo.

I didn't want to go, but I suddenly remembered what I saw in the document just now.

After thinking about it, I still tiptoe to get it.

Sandwiched in the pages, because the books here are arranged closely, I can't take them out for a while.

"Can I help you?"

There was a sudden heat in my ear, followed by a cool hand wrapped around my hand and took out the picture together.

The book, which is similar to a book and a diary, was not taken out, but the photos were taken out.

I haven't seen what's in the picture, but my body suddenly stiffened. The heat, like a cold, spread along my ears.

Cold to the bone.

Stiff and wooden, but for a moment, I followed his arm and turned around, "the meeting was over. I thought I had to wait for a long time."

I only glanced at the things in the picture and stuffed them back down his hand.

I'm not going to say anything if he doesn't ask.

I'm guilty of being a thief. I can't do anything except cover up my emotions as much as possible.

"Yes."

Along the back, the picture was put on the table by him.

When I looked down, I glanced. It was an old photo. The corners were a little white. On the top was a group photo of a young man and woman.

The woman doesn't know, but the man is Qin Si.

Even if Qin Si turns to ashes, I know him.

It's just that I seldom see the photos of him when he was young. Now I'm surprised to see them at first sight.

Just glancing at it, I took my eyes back.

Holding his arm, he looked up and smiled at him like a spring breeze.

Smile is always my biggest disguise. Any emotion can be hidden under it.

Just when I met his dark eyes, I still couldn't help shivering. The feeling of crispness seemed to spread all the way down the spine.

The palm on my waist suddenly closed. Before I could react, he stuck it on the wall.

Here comes a solid wall Dong.

He bent over and looked at me with deep eyes and focused as if I were the only one, but it also surprised me.

He said: "this photo was taken decades ago. At that time, my mother hadn't married and the Qin family didn't have the current achievements."

I don't know why he suddenly explained the picture to me. He was still trying to fool me. Now the smile on the corner of his mouth is really stiff. I don't know whether to continue smiling or follow his words.

Although I didn't see it very clearly just now, I always felt that this was not aunt Qin. The temperament of that hole was completely different.

Of course, I need to make sure I'm right, or people won't change when they get old.

I forced myself to look at his line of sight, tried to remind myself to be sober and not let myself sink into this dark color. I organized several times without thinking about the language, but I heard him continue to speak.

It seems that I'm not going to wait for my response at all.

"The person in the picture went to teach with him at the beginning. Speaking of it, some places look more like you."

I'm holding my ears and waiting to hear what's next.

But it's gone.

It's not good to continue asking. It's obvious that there is something in the middle.

Otherwise, if he can't think about it all the time and really think deeply, I'm really impressed with the woman in this picture.

I saw it once in Qin Si's wallet, but it was only once that Qin Si pulled it away with a bad face.

At that time, I just glanced at it and thought it was a picture of his baby before he got married.

But I never thought that it was not Qin Si's current wife, but someone else.

"Oh."

I nodded, but I didn't feel much.

If I had known this before, maybe I would still feel angry and even tasted it, but now I'm rare to have no emotion, as if I heard something from a stranger.

This is a real bystander.

Qin Langjun also seemed to think my attitude was more interesting. He rubbed my chin a few times, raised it and looked at me like a smile.

"Not interested, huh?"

The question was direct, with a hoarse voice, but the ending was raised slightly and looked at me playfully.

About Qin Si, I haven't talked between us for a long time. I clattered in my heart, but I still looked at him with a smile.