The street lights outside Jinghua Mansion were already on. Before they reached the door, Luo Yan saw the man's slender figure already standing waiting for her from a distance.
The light from the headlight hit him below his waist, and his face was unclear in the hazy dusk.
Qi Si watched her park the car and get out of the car quietly. Seeing that she was fine, her calm expression softened slightly, but her facial features were still stern.
The man walked up to him, his pure face was a bit cold and white due to the cold, his black hair was partially wrapped in a scarf, and his clear eyes met his eyes.
"Have you eaten?" she asked.
"How can I eat without you coming?"
Qi Si's voice stiffened slightly, and when he was about to say something more, someone suddenly hugged him around the waist.
This move made the man's pretentious indifference stunned for a moment.
She put her head on his chest and whispered, "It's so cold outside today."
Looking at the fluffy top of her head, Qi Si reached out and hugged her back, "It's warm at home."
After hugging him quietly for a while, Luo Yan pulled away and bent her eyes at him, "Let's go, let's eat."
Qi Si observed her expression calmly and took her slightly cold hand into the house.
The people at the table ate quietly, and the words Qi Si wanted to pursue earlier were all absorbed in his heart.
Little Milk walked slowly towards the dining table wagging her tail. Luo Yan saw it, with a soft smile on her lips, "Milk, come here."
She gave Little Milk a chicken leg and rubbed its furry head. The gentle look in her eyes at the Shiba Inu made Qi Si feel a little bit disgusted.
Pushing the peeled shrimp on the plate, he said, "Eat it first, and I'll peel it for you after you're done."
Luo Yan raised her eyes and curled her lips, "That's enough."
When she was almost finished eating, she discussed with Qi Si: "I want to drink some wine."
"Fruit?"
She shook her head, "The ones in your wine cabinet."
After thinking for a moment, the man nodded, "Okay."
When she went upstairs to get the wine, Qi Si dialed Chen Qing's phone number.
"Who did your wife meet today?"
A moment later, a photo of Luo Shu and his son leaving the cafe came from the phone. Qi Si stared at the person in the picture with a cold look in his eyes.
It turns out that Luo Yan saw her.
The child she rescued in the afternoon turned out to be Luo Shu's son.
Over there, ever since meeting Luo Yan, Luo Shu's thoughts were confused on the way back.
The girl's appearance is very similar to her when she was young, and she seems to be... about the same age.
Thinking of the child, Luo Shu pressed her sore and stuffy chest. Nie Ziyuan next to her saw something and hurriedly pulled her sleeves.
Looking along, there was a lipstick advertisement on the street advertising screen. The woman with black hair and red skirt was the one in the cafe just now.
Looking at the lower right corner, the words brand spokesperson Xu Qingchan are written.
"Mom, that sister seems to be a star."
Xu Qingchan.
I took out my phone and searched for this name, and all her works popped up. I turned to her Weibo and clicked in to look at those photos one by one. The more I looked at Luo Shu, the more I felt a tightness in my chest.
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When Qi Si went upstairs, he didn't see Luo Yan. He thought she went down from the other side.
He went back to the living room on the first floor and didn't see her. Qi Si took his coat and went to the garden to look for someone.
At this time, Luo Yan had just come out of the innermost room on the first floor while carrying wine. When she passed the storage room, she thought of the bunch of keys in her windbreaker pocket. She took them out, tried them one by one, and finally opened the door.
Things in the storage room are arranged in an orderly manner. The large boxes in the center are very conspicuous. The material looks expensive. I wonder what Qi Si uses them to store.
When I walked over and opened it, the first thing that caught my eye was a moonlit picture of a lotus pond. In the center of the picture was a small boat, filled with summer lotuses. The woman on the boat, lightly dressed and plain-faced, smiled with her eyebrows raised, and her catkins were rowing across the water, disturbing everyone.
Pool star color.
This scene is very familiar to Luo Yan. It was the night she and Qi Si picked lotus flowers in the lotus pond last year.
Carefully taking the painting away, the picture below is of her looking back and smiling in the rose garden. It is very beautiful.
She looked at it carefully and looked at one painting carefully before turning to another.
The first few paintings were all scenes that actually happened. Later, the scenes in the paintings were all scenes in which she had never participated - they were painted by his imagination.
And it also has an inscription.
This painting shows a bright-eyed and white-toothed figure wearing a velvet blue dress, with the inscription: [She is also a wife.]
That painting shows Wen Jing in Tsing Yi cheongsam, looking down at a book: [I wish her peace every year.]
…
He painted too many paintings, and she was clear, bright, gentle and peaceful in every painting.
Almost holding her breath to endure the steaming mist in her eyes, she turned the page to the end of the painting.
There was only one bright window left in the dark night sky, and the woman beside the window was twirling her hair and playing with jasmine in the vase.
[Sending you Jasmine, I hope you will never leave me.]
The date of writing is August this year.
After staring down for a long time, a drop of clear tears finally fell from the tip of my nose, hitting the picture and blooming into a colorless flower.
No wonder.
No wonder he always likes to put jasmine on her bedside.
Qi Si, who is omnipotent, is also afraid of not being able to catch her.
A proud man will also retain his extreme softness for her.
The soreness in her eyes seemed to have opened a floodgate, and she squatted there with her arms folded and cried profusely.
It must be because I drank too much that I became emotionally unstable without warning, and all the wine turned into tears.
Qi Si, who went to the garden but couldn't find anyone, heard intermittent sobbing as soon as he entered the hall. He followed the source of the sound and found that his locked storage room was wide open, and the person inside was squatting on the ground crying sadly.
Feeling nervous, he strode over and said, "Yan'er?"
As I approached, she smelled very drunk, and I didn't know how much she had drunk.
Seeing him, Luo Yan shed more tears.
Qi Si hugged the person into his arms, his voice slightly hoarse, "Are you sad?"
"Qi Si..." Her voice was choked with sobs, and her tears wet the man's clothes, "You seem to really love me..."
"Love, why don't you love me." Knowing that she had seen those paintings, Qi Si patted her back gently, his voice was deep and pleasant, "No one in this world will love you more than me."
She cried again, hugging his back tightly, "Only you want me..."
She was probably a little drunk, and she cried so much that Qi Si's heart ached, "You don't know how good you are. Your friends, your fans, there are many, many people who love you, and those who don't want you are their loss."
"They don't deserve it," the man said in a cold tone while wiping the tears from the corner of her eyes, "they don't deserve to make you sad and shed tears."
"Stop crying, baby, it makes me feel uncomfortable too when you cry like this."
After meeting Luo Shu during the day, he was in a bad mood when he came back in the afternoon. He knew that some scars from childhood would not be easily erased over time.
Especially this kind of painful memory of being abandoned by the person closest to me.
No matter what, Luo Shu is her biological mother, and it is false to be completely unaffected by her emotions.
"I'm not feeling sorry for her, I just can't figure it out." She choked, "Mothers in this world love their children, and there are only a few cruel people. It happened to be my biological mother, and it happened to be me. Things that others can easily have.
, why can’t it be just me?”
"I was very well-behaved when I was little, Qi Si."
The tears in the corners of her eyes were so hot that the man's fingertips were numb.
Qi Si caressed the side of her face lovingly, his eyes turning red, "I know, you have always been very good."
"I really liked her when I was a kid. I always looked forward to her coming to my uncle's house to visit me during the holidays. When she took me away that year, I was so happy that I couldn't sleep all night. I thought I would always have my mother by my side.
With the children around me hurting me, I thought I would be greeted by a happy and complete childhood like other children. But I never imagined..."
"Stop talking." Qi Si followed her back, lowered his head and kissed the salty tears on her face, "Don't think about it."
"Can I clean up those people who hurt you?" Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb, the man said word by word in a cold voice, "I will make them pay the price."
Luo Yan looked at the person in front of him, describing his handsome outline with wet eyes, and something in his heart felt hotter than ever before.
She sobbed, "Qi Si, there is something I have never said to you personally."
"You say it and I listen."
"I love you, Qi Si."
The man stared at her, his fingertips paused slightly, thousands of ripples rippled on the lake in his heart, and her words firmly grasped his heart in her hands.
Qi Si opened his thin lips and said in a low voice, "I know."
Knowing it and hearing it from her own mouth are completely different feelings.