Fall in love with kissing you

Yan Siyuan recalled a shallow smile, and at this time, Chu Qing just looked back after the inspection.

Their eyes were opposite, and the warm halo fell around them, which was very trance.

"It's your turn to check."

"OK."

Yan Siyuan nodded, followed the police's instructions, finished the inspection, and the three met.

He said hello in advance, and Chu Jianguo was also taken to a small room with transparent partitions. When they entered the small room, Yan Siyuan saw Chu Jianguo sitting on the stool opposite the partition with his head down.

Chu Qing felt a little uncomfortable when she saw Chu Jianguo. She took Yun Qinghua's hand and not only trembled slightly, but she soon felt the difference of Yun Qinghua. Yun Qinghua looked at Chu Jianguo in prison clothes. Her spirit was not very good. Tears instantly fell on her hands, drop by drop.

The early founding of the people's Republic of China seemed to have an induction. He soon raised his head and saw the tearful cloud Qinghua at a glance. He opened his mouth, fixed his eyes, subconsciously stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, but soon realized the distance between himself and her.

Very close, but so far away.

Chu Jianguo dropped his hand dejectedly. He touched the transparent plastic partition and looked a little excited.

"If you have anything to say, please hurry up. You only have half an hour to visit." after the policeman reminded them, he stepped back and locked the door for them.

Yan Siyuan first reacted and asked Yun Qinghua to sit on the stool while he stood with Chu Qing.

"Mom, just say what you want to say to Dad. Siyuan and I are right next to each other." Chuqing glanced at yansiyuan and took him to the corner of the room. She wanted to give yunqinghua and chujianguo some space as much as possible.

Yan Siyuan understood her idea and followed her.

Half an hour passed in an instant. The police came in and took the three out. Chu Qing was the last one. She looked back and took a deep look at Chu Jianguo, who was still lying on the glass partition. After enduring for a long time, the tears in her eyes finally fell. She looked at Yan Siyuan with red eyes and said softly, "he is wronged."

"Well, I know."

Yan Siyuan stared into Chu Qing's eyes with a firm tone.

He knows, he knows.

He knew she was very sad, but he had to pretend to be strong and calm in front of his mother, because if she cried first, her mother would cry even more. He also knew that she was wronged to death. Everything she tried to do was to save her father, but she couldn't save it after all.

I can only watch him stay inside alone.

Across the distance of a partition, it seems to be separated by a piece of * *.

You can only see, not touch.

Chu Qing lowered her head, and her thin shoulders trembled slightly, which made Yan Siyuan feel more distressed. He stretched out his hand and wrapped her whole thin body in his arms. The warm body temperature wrapped her, and the faint pleasant smell soothed her mood.

Let her gradually calm down.

Chu Qing sucked his nose, raised his head, looked at Yan Siyuan, wanted to escape from his arms, but he stubbornly circled in again. "What are you hiding from?"

Yan Siyuan took her all the way forward, sighed and said, "everything will be all right."

Really... Will everything be all right?

Chu Qing silently recited what Yan Siyuan had said, but familiar faces appeared in her mind. Li Aiwu, Zhang Yuan, Ning Yaner... One by one, the intricate relationship of constant reasoning and messy cutting gave her a headache.

I hope so.

"Qing Qing?" Yun Qinghua, who was walking in front, waited for a moment. He didn't see Chu Qing and Yan Siyuan following up. He looked back and saw Yan Siyuan comforting Chu Qing, who had just cried.

She smiled, turned around and stopped calling them.

She thought their family was unfortunate, but when she looked at Yan Siyuan and Chu Qing standing together, she felt lucky.

Her daughter really met a good man, didn't she?

Yunqinghua smiled and waited for them silently.

Chu Qing quickly sorted out her emotions, walked out of the gate and watched the heavy rusty steel gate close slowly again behind her.

A heavy sound, like a heavy knock on your heart.

A sudden lag.

Chu Qing turned back and proposed to go back with Yun Qinghua first. How can Yan Siyuan rest assured?

"I'll come with you." then he didn't give Chu Qing the chance to refuse. First, he took Yun Qinghua to the back seat of the car waiting at the door, and then bypassed the front of the car to open the co pilot's position for Chu Qing.

He himself let the driver get off the bus and personally wanted to send Chuqing and yunqinghua back to Yun's house.

The sky gradually darkened, and the clouds in the distance were suppressed by the light, dyed a crimson purple, and moved slowly with the wind. Chu Qing opened the window a little, and the cool night wind blew in through the window.

The rapidly receding scenery gradually blurred her eyes.

He soon returned home.

Yunqinghua got out of the car and turned to enter the room, but Chuqing stood by the car and didn't walk around. She was very close to the main driver's seat, and her eyes looked slightly away from Yan Si in the car, "today..."

"What can I do? The car ran out of gas and couldn't go back." Yan Siyuan said in front of her for fear that she might say something he didn't want to hear.

Is the car out of gas?

At first glance, hearing Yan Siyuan say so, Chu Qing was a little stunned. She wanted to say thank you to him. But... How will she answer? Since there was no gasoline, he naturally couldn't drive the car back.

"Don't you invite me in?" looking at Chu Qing thinking, he looked very hesitant and tangled. Yan Siyuan guided her a little bit patiently and further proposed to go to chujia for a seat.

"Oh, good." Chu Qing responded. As soon as he nodded, he saw that Yan Siyuan had pushed open the door and walked down from the car. Standing still, his hands didn't go into his trouser pocket, slightly turned his head, looked at Chu Qing, "what are you still in a daze?" after that, he slightly picked the tip of his eyebrows, stretched out his right hand, firmly hugged her shoulder and took her to the house.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Yun Qinghua sitting alone on the sofa, holding a photo album that seemed to have some time. She turned page by page very slowly. Sometimes she would reach out and gently rub back and forth on the photos, with a soft look.