In her hazy tearful eyes, she seemed to see a face very similar to Xi Chen's. He was so gentle, and his face was full of bewildered fear.
In the end, as if she had grasped the last straw, she tightly grasped the corner of that person's clothes, slumped down and nestled in that person's arms, and her consciousness gradually blurred.
I don't know how long it took, but when Su Wanqing regained her consciousness, she realized that she was already sitting in the largest cinema in X city. Luo Mingxuan was sitting next to her, and she was nestling on his shoulder.
The moment her consciousness became clear, Su Wanqing shivered with fright. She sat up suddenly, and all the muscles in her body almost convulsed at that moment.
What is she doing? Why is she here?
"Qingqing, you're awake. It's great." Luo Mingxuan was keenly aware of her movements and quickly handed over a cup of warm latte coffee and said, "You're crying too much. Come on, drink some."
Moisten your throat.”
Su Wanqing's lips instantly turned frosty. She felt that the voice of the man opposite her seemed to have magic power, and she had to do what he said. It was like an absolute suppression.
So, she took the latte cup, held it in her hand, put the straw in her mouth, and took a small sip.
The fragrant coffee went into her throat and was very comfortable. She cried so hard that she almost cried all her tears for a year at once, so much so that her body lost some water.
Immediately afterwards, she became a little greedy, sucking in big mouthfuls, and quickly drank more than half of the cup.
At the end, Su Wanqing breathed a long sigh of relief and burped.
Luo Mingxuan's magnetic chuckle came to his ears: "Qingqing, you are so cute."
His voice was like a spell, making her couldn't help but think of the scene that happened in the car before, and her face turned pale.
After drinking more than half a cup of coffee, Su Wanqing's body regained some strength. She did not raise her head, but said in a very cold and indifferent voice: "Thank you, Dad."
Luo Mingxuan's smiling face froze. The word "Dad" was like a long sharp thorn that completely penetrated his heart, stuck in it, and continued to bleed.
His fists were clenched tightly, his face turned a little pale, and his voice seemed to have suddenly aged several years: "Qingqing, why do you do this to me?"
"Do you want to say that I'm cruel?" Su Wanqing turned her head and looked at him with an extremely unruly attitude, with a hint of ridicule on her lips, "Yes, I am cruel, I do it on purpose, why?
Sample?"
How about it?
Luo Mingxuan smiled helplessly, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, what could he do to her?
After being strong and domineering, her indifference is the most powerful revenge against him.
Luo Mingxuan turned his gaze and said: "The movie is about to start, Qingqing, let's watch it together."
Su Wanqing didn't say anything else. Her glazed black eyes were a little hollow. She was in no shitty mood to watch a movie, and her eyes were wandering around aimlessly with a dull look.
Sure enough, it was Chinese Valentine's Day, and the movie theater was full of couples. Seeing them lovingly clinging to each other, Su Wanqing felt sad.
She had imagined a thousand scenarios of spending Valentine's Day with the person she loved, but never one like this.