I'd love to live next door to you

It's a kid who looks only five or six years old.

At this time, he was huddled in Chen Qingtian's down jacket, showing a pair of frightened eyes and a timid look up to Han Jinglun.

It was probably at this time that the sound of police car whistle came from a distance. Two police officers came down from the car and hurried to this side with flashlights. When they were near, they gasped and asked, "did you call the police? I'm really sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time. The road is slippery in snowy days, and there are many situations on the road

Chen Qingtian tried to stand up stiff, but did not know whether it was cold for a long time or numb legs. She just got up and the whole person staggered.

Han Jinglun quickly grabbed her arm, half supported her and let her lean on her.

Chen Qingtian, with the help of his strength, was able to stabilize himself, and then he replied to the police, shivering and shivering, "it's my police! Police uncle, the kid said he would wait for his mother to pick him up, but... "

But what she did not say, but a face of pleading to the police said: "please understand the situation, take care of this child."

She said that, the two police big brothers, including Han Jinglun, understood.

But the police are very responsible to ask: "you are?"

This time, before Chen Qingtian could speak, Han Jinglun said, "I'm a professor of medical school. This is my student. This kid will trouble you."

The police looked at Han Jinglun, a man of extraordinary bearing. Even in the snow hunting, he only wore a white shirt on his upper body, and his hair was a little messy because of the snow water, but it didn't affect his noble and elegant temperament at all.

It's subconsciously convincing.

So, they didn't ask any more questions at all, and they were busy saying, "OK, OK, here we are. The snow is falling more and more, you can go back earlier."

Then he crouched down to coax the children: "children, shall we take you to find your mother?"

The child struggled for a while, and then looked at Chen Qingtian. Chen Qingtian nodded to him. The child then replied to the police carefully, "HMM."

The police quickly picked up the children in down coats and walked to the police car which was not far away.

Seeing the police go far, Han Jinglun shoves the umbrella into Chen Qingtian's hand, then turns around and bends down. His voice is soft but indisputably spews out two words,

"come up."

Chen Qingtian looks at Han Jinglun's slightly thin back. There is a piece of damp on his white shirt. I don't know whether it's hit by snow or sweaty.

She lowered her eyes to cover the coolness of her eyes and fell on Han Jinglun's back.

Han Jinglun recited her, asked nothing, and walked silently towards the direction of medical college.

"When I was very young, my mother took me to the park, said to buy me lollipops, let me wait for her, and then never came back,..."

After going out for a long time, Chen Qingtian made a slow voice, which was shallow and mixed with wind and snow, and almost could not hear clearly

Han Jinglun listened to her voice. Her chest seemed to be blocked. It was stuffy and painful.

After a while, he said softly, "it doesn't matter."

…

It's late, and the dormitories are locked. Han Jinglun takes Chen Qingtian to his teacher's apartment.

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