"You don't want me to spend my whole life in self-blame. I blame myself enough now," he put his hands in his pockets, and there was a hint of pleading in his tone. He, Su Zhetuo, had never begged anyone in a low voice.
But now, as long as she is willing, he can put down all his dignity, just to treat her well.
Xiang Qinglan raised her head. The clothes on her body still seemed to be carrying the warmth of his body. She pursed her lips slightly, and finally nodded slightly, but she did not see what she saw in Su Zhetuo.
At that moment, there was a perfect treachery in his eyes that could only belong to a businessman.
"Then let's take the car." He opened the car door and stood at the door, waiting for her like a gentleman. He glanced at Qinglan at the very far road, then stared at his car, and finally stopped at his
on his face, and there was an expectation that no need to be hidden on his face.
She pursed her lips and walked to the extremely high-end car. Then she sat down and closed the door. The temperature inside suddenly made her feel like spring. Sure enough, the inside and the outside were two different worlds.
Su Zhetuo turned on the stereo in the car, and a very touching piano music played softly.
She leaned back on the chair and looked at the world outside through the windshield. The car was driving very slowly. The driver seemed to be enjoying the speed, and she fell asleep without knowing it.
In fact, what Su Zhetuo remembered was that she could not listen to piano music. Whenever she listened to it, she would fall asleep. This was a very strange hobby of hers. But he actually remembered it clearly, and now, he used it in her
However, he didn't mean anything malicious, he just wanted her to relax, because he could see that she had been tensing up her body. Was riding in his car a punishment? It was that painful.
Smiling to himself, he stopped the car, picked up the blanket next to him and gently covered her body. She was sleeping soundly, but her brows were still slightly frowned, which showed that in her dream, she was still not beautiful.
. And her nightmare, in fact, was brought to her by him.
He stretched out his fingers and gently smoothed her eyebrows, and his fingers lingered on her smooth forehead. There was always a faint mint aroma on her body, which seemed to be related to her commonly used shower gel. It turned out that there was something missing from his life.
If you just use mint, you will lose so much.
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen her like this. I didn’t realize until I lost her that I would have been so happy when I had her. However, it seemed that he understood it too late.
"Lan Lan, I will not give up. I will definitely let you come back to me." He leaned down, his breath sprayed on her face, and he slightly turned his face towards Qing Lan, maybe just
Away from him in consciousness.
He sighed, returned to his seat, and drove the car very slowly.
When Xiang Qinglan woke up, it was already an hour later. Su Zhetuo's car had just parked at the door of her house. Because the road was too difficult to walk, Su Zhetuo could park the car here.
, if she really likes to live here, then maybe he should consider building a building here. It is really too remote here, and he is not worried about her living alone. They have lived there for two years.
He was planning to no longer live in the apartment where they lived when they were 18 years old. It contained their happiest memories and of course the most painful ones.
The coexistence of happiness and pain was actually a great torture. He couldn't stand such a deserted room or such a deserted home.
Xiang Qinglan walked to the car and bent down to Su Zhetuo. This was her way of apologizing.
But Su Zhetuo just stood leaning on his desk, staring at the information in her arms. She was unwilling to accept everything from him and was still as stubborn as ever.
"Why don't you invite me in for a seat? After all, I'm your driver," he raised his eyebrows and returned his eyes to Xiang Qinglan's face. "I'm thirsty. You can always buy me a glass of water, right?"
Xiang Qinglan blinked her eyes. This kind of Su Zhetuo was unfamiliar to her. It turned out that they had changed a lot inadvertently. His domineering temper seemed to have changed too much. Even the previous one had changed a lot.
The edges and corners have also been smoothed away. In fact, not only him, but also herself.
It was only a few months, but it felt like a lifetime had passed.
A lifetime is very long, but it can also be very short.
She nodded. It was not far from where she lived, but his car couldn't get through. She was used to walking, but what about him.
The very clean black high-end sedan looked particularly awkward parked here.
Su Zhetuo just smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, I'll just go with you." He was already slowly understanding what she meant, so he was getting to know her bit by bit, who she is now.
Xiang Qinglan pursed her lips slightly, turned around, and let the man follow behind her. Her thin shoulders supported her. In fact, she didn't need anyone else's. She had been alone for too long, and she had already gone.
She is used to it. Because she still has a lifetime to go there.
Su Zhetuo, on the other hand, followed her, matching her footsteps and walking very slowly. When he opened the door, there was still the same furniture. Su Zhetuo got it. He threw away her old furniture, but gave it to her.
Despite her, in fact, she still likes it before, but she can only accept it, she can't throw it away, because she doesn't have the ability to move it.
Putting down the materials in his hands, Su Zhetuo was already sitting on the sofa aside, as casually as his own home, and he had obviously regarded this place as his home. Sure enough, there was something here that made him feel at ease.
He felt that no matter what kind of things he encountered in the company, no matter how busy he was at work, as long as he went home, everything would seem to become easier. However, he forgot about this ease and finally gave up like this.
.
What a beautiful thing it is to have. In the past, he always said that man was a fool, but in fact, he was the real fool.
Xiang Qinglan walked to the kitchen and took a glass to wash. There were no guests in her house, so there were only two glasses in the house, one was clear and the other was hers.
The clean cup was still there. Fortunately, Su Zhetuo kindly left something for her to miss. After washing the cup, she poured a cup of boiling water. She only drank boiled water, so she only drank boiled water.
I can wrong him.
Putting her arms in his hands, the warmth in his hands suddenly dropped, making her feel an indescribable sense of loss. It was really winter, and such a temperature was so short-lived.
Because there are some problems at the end of the previous chapter, I will add more than 400 words here. I'm sorry everyone, the VIP chapter cannot be changed at will.