Mr.Qiao, love me, are you afraid?

Su Jinse wandered in the cold wind in the middle of the night, until Qiao Yi's phone call, he sneered in the microphone: "sister-in-law Qiao, are you ready to go home at night?"

Fierce hear Qiao Yi's voice, Su Jin se Leng for a long time.

Suddenly she felt that the feeling of hearing his voice was completely different from before.

Before, she hated Qiao Sheng and Qiao Yi.

Now, she has no right to hate others.

All hate is intended to disappear in an instant, disappeared without a trace.

"Su Jinse!" Qiao Yi's voice increased a little.

"Well." She heard, "I'll be right back."

Su Jinse's tone on the phone is different from that in the past. When she comes home with her cold body, she doesn't have to look at her face to feel that her whole atmosphere is different from that in the past.

She was weird yesterday, and even more so today.

Su Jinse changed his shoes and looked up. Qiao Yi was standing in front of him.

She stepped back inexplicably. Qiao Yi held out her hand to hold her wrist, and suddenly found her arm shaking in her palm.

Qiao Yi wrung his brow: "is there a ghost chasing you?"

She shook her head and pulled back her hand. "Is Mr. Joe asleep?"

"Well, I went to bed a long time ago." He looked at Su Jinse who passed by him. Suddenly he ran up to her and pressed her shoulder. He noticed the confusion in her eyes: "what did you do today to make me sorry? Dare not look me in the eye? "

Su Jinse did not dare to look into his eyes. She was flustered, guilty, and had a strong sense of guilt.

She did not pass his gaze, hastily said: "I go upstairs first, the wind blows all over me cold."

Her body is really cold. Qiao Yi just touched her finger, as if it had been frozen in the freezer.

Su Jinse fled back to her room, took a hot bath and put on her warm pajamas.

But she's still cold, bone chilling.

She couldn't sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, he was lying on the ground with blood all over his face.

He opened his mouth and said a word to her. She couldn't remember what Johnson said to her.

Suddenly, she remembered.

What Johnson said to her was, "come on, don't look at me. You'll be scared."

The crystal lamp on the ceiling is dazzling.

Su Jinse looked for a moment, closed his eyes, but the halo in front of him depicted the appearance of Qiao Sheng.

When she first met Qiao Sheng, she felt that Qiao Sheng was like a Clivia. She was beautiful.

Later hate to his good are broken, now hate no, that group of good is also messy.

Qiao Yi sat in Qiao Sheng's study for a long time in the evening. She didn't read or do anything else, but was in a daze.

He didn't have the problem of being in a daze before, but now it's OK. He can be in a daze until the middle of the night.

He got up a little sleepy, wiped the dust off the table with his palm, and closed the door gently.

When I went to my room, I suddenly smelled the smell of burning paper.

The whole Qiao family was asleep, and the big house was empty.

There is a side hall at the end of the corridor on the first floor, in which Qiao Sheng's urn is dedicated.

Qiao Yi refuses to send Qiao Sheng to the cemetery for burial. He is afraid that Qiao Sheng will be lonely when he stays alone in the cemetery, so he always puts it at home and goes to incense every day.

The smell of burning paper should come from the side hall.

Who would burn paper in the middle of the night?

Qiao Yi went downstairs to the side hall. There was a voice controlled light in the corridor. His steps were very light, so the light didn't turn on. He saw the fire from the door of the side hall.

Sure enough, someone was burning paper in it. Qiao Yi walked in quickly. The man half kneeling in front of Qiao Sheng's huge portrait shivered, and all the yellow paper in his hand fell into the iron bowl of paper ash.

The orange fire reflected her pale face. It was su Jinse.

She has been eccentric since yesterday, and even more so today. In the middle of the night, she came to burn paper for her brother.

He went to pick up Su Jinse's collar and lifted her up: "you are really full of tricks. My brother has been dead for such a long time and you haven't come in. Now you suddenly burn paper for him in the middle of the night. What do you want to do?"

Su Jinse is so meekly carried by him, just like a kitten caught stealing food by him.

I've never seen Su Jinse so obedient. His eyes swept her little face, and suddenly stopped on her face,

He released a hand and touched her cheek. He twisted two fingers and asked incredulously, "are you crying?"