Su Mo held his cell phone and stared straight ahead outside the car window. For a long time, he couldn't say a word.
He just heard Su Jiayao's voice on the phone suddenly trembled more and more. She asked again and again, "Su Mo, do you want to be with me?"
Su Mo just closed his eyes and slowly turned off the phone.[
Exhausted, I leaned against the back of the car's seat. After a long while, I took hold of the steering wheel and headed home.
Inside the apartment, the lights are bright.
He inserted the key, opened the door, and walked in.
Seeing his bed, Jin Qiu was sitting there with his clothes neatly dressed.
His eyes were red, as if he had cried after he left.
His heart stung slightly, he took out the tissue beside him, dipped it in some water, stepped forward, and carefully wiped away the tears from her eyes.
I couldn't help but frown and muttered: "It looks so ugly when I cry..."
Jinqiu didn't say anything and just let him wipe it clean.
After Su Mo wiped it clean, he reluctantly took his fingers away from her face, and there was still a touch of her warmth on his fingers.
His heart couldn't help but tremble, and then he calmly raised his head, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Rest here for the night, I will take you back tomorrow."
While he was talking, Jinqiu's cell phone rang. Su Mo quickly stepped forward, went to the living room, took her cell phone, and handed it to her.
It was Jinyu calling, asking where she was.
Jinqiu smiled slightly, and his mood had obviously calmed down. He slowly said into the phone: "I'll go back right away."
Then he cut off the phone call, raised his head, and looked into his eyes, there was no wind, no waves, a calm and dead silence.
"Master Mo, please take me home."
Su Mo nodded. He held a lighter in his hand and fiddled with it casually without looking at Jin Qiu or making a sound.
After a long while, he said something else casually: "I'm sorry."
Then he stood up and hugged Jinqiu without waiting for her to speak.
