Hong Zhao stood at the top of the city, staring at Die Xiaoyue and others' figures getting farther and farther away, and was silent for a long time. Junci heard about her changes and came to take care of her when her body recovered.
Seeing her thin body swaying in the wind, she kindly untied her coat and draped it on her body.
"It's a lot of cool when you get up in the morning, be careful of catching a cold. Why not, let's go back first."
Touching the clothes on his shoulders, Hong Zhao withdrew his gaze and spoke low.
"Okay, I'm really tired after standing for a long time."
"I'll support you."
Jun Ci was very happy to support her, but before they walked far away, they saw a beautiful figure in front of them, staring straight at them.
No, to be precise, it was looking at the man beside her, her senior brother.
Hong Zhao curled his lips, brushed his hands away, and looked forward with a point of view.
"Senior Brother, I can go back by myself, Miss Qinghua is still waiting for you."
"Hongzhao...I..."
Junci still wanted to send her back, but before he could finish speaking, he saw Hong Zhao had already walked away. His outstretched arm stopped in the air and then slowly let it go.
The sound of footsteps in my ears suddenly stopped beside me, and Jun Ci's face looked bad and his chin was tight.
"I said everything, don't come to me if you have nothing to do, why just don't listen!"
Mimi's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Mr. Junci, are you blaming me? My duty is to take good care of me. Is it my fault that I am waiting quietly?"
He covered his face and sobbed, accusing his grievances and confusion. Junci helped to his forehead and coaxed her.
"I don't mean that, don't think too much. I just... feel uncomfortable and treat you as a tool to vent my anger. I'm sorry..."
Qinghua's eyes were tearful, sobbing in a low voice, raising her hand to cover the wetness at the corners of her eyes, and her tone was weak.
"I know that the adults care about Miss Hongzhao. A few days ago, Miss Hongzhao rarely came to visit him. I wonder if it was because my existence hindered you, or did Miss Hongzhao misunderstand something and deliberately targeted me?"
"Hongzhao is not that kind of person, so you should not be customized."
Junci's eyes moved, and his expression changed unpredictably and pursed his lips.
"We'll go back first if this matter ends here."
"good."
Qinghua carefully raised her eyes and looked at the man opposite her, lowered her head and thought for a moment, and then followed closely.
Hong Zhao stepped into the threshold without any thought, but unexpectedly, he looked up and stood there in a daze.
"Zhuge Jinqing? Why are you... here?"
Jin Qing lay on a sandalwood chair and turned his head and glanced at her faintly.
"You are back. I thought you were going to be back later."
"This is not the point, I ask you, why are you here?"
Hongzhao looked at him seriously and strode over.
"Did you not set out? Or are you back?"
"The answer is the first half, I didn't leave at all."
Zhuge Jinqing sat upright, crossed his legs, held an apple on the table next to him, and opened his mouth and bit it. He didn't see it at all. The person in front of him had already sunk and was covered with clouds.
Her eyebrows and eyes were curved with a smile, and there was no trace of warmth in her eyes.
"Okay, Zhuge Jinqing, you dare to fool me? It seems that I may not be very important in your heart, but I overestimated myself."
"Huh? Don't be worthless in saying anything."
He supported his arms on both sides and stood in front of her, bringing each other closer together, clearly showing the other's obscure and dissatisfaction pupils.