Sinian looked at the big bag of breakfast sent by Lin Xiao, and his face was a little sad.

Wanqiu suddenly stood up, ignoring that he was still wearing pajamas, and when everyone was still immersed in great shock, he rushed out of the dormitory with a quick lunge.

"Late Autumn, where are you going?" the first to react to the thought, shouted at the door where Late Autumn disappeared, but no one responded to her. Sinian had to stand up and rush out of the dormitory, while Tang Shanshan and Wei Wei followed closely behind Sinian.

As soon as Wanqiu ran out of the dormitory building, he saw that not far from the dormitory building, Lin Xiao, who was dressed in white casual clothes, was leaning on a black sports car, and saw Wanqiu walking towards him, and was about to step forward to greet her, suddenly, his eyebrows were frowned, he took off his warm jacket in a panic, and rushed to Wanqiu, and couldn't help but put it on for her, and said in a reproachful tone: "It's so cold, why do you come down with so little clothing?"

"Smack!", Wanqiu threw the magazine on Lin Xiao's body fiercely, and said in an authentic atmosphere: "Is it necessary for you to be so public? The whole city knows it, what if the elders take it seriously?"

"Then take it seriously, anyway, it won't let us get married in college, and in this way, it will not be the year for my aunt to marry you. Lin Xiao looked at Wanqiu's angry face, and said a little apologetically: "I came early in the morning, in fact, to apologize to you, I wanted to protect An An, so I had to drag you into the water." ”

As a last resort, it was intentional at all, but thinking of a submissive, shy and shy little girl, Late Autumn's heart softened: "Only this once, not for example, I don't like to be in newspapers and magazines." Even if it is "in love", the more low-key the better, as long as the two elders know. ”

"Good. Lin Xiao said guiltily.

Followed by the thoughts of going downstairs in late autumn, Tang Shanshan couldn't help but be stunned when she saw the two of them whispering over there early in the morning.

Beside the two of them, some girls who fetched water, exercised, and bought breakfast and were about to go back to the dormitory to eat, they were also shocked, and they stopped to watch, and there were even some gossip girls, hugging the windows in the corridor of the dormitory, and kept pointing at the late autumn and Lin Xiao downstairs.

San Francisco, Qin Fengyan Villa

Opening the magnificent wooden door, Qin Fengyan was blankly placed in the empty darkness of the room, and a cold air flow slammed into his cheeks in the silence, and the strong cold made him tremble for no reason. I touched the light switch next to the door, and with a slight press, the strange darkness was suddenly driven away by the light that filled the room, but what could not be driven away was the loneliness of the room, which was so big and empty.

He let out a helpless sigh, silently looking around this home that had been a little strange to him for a long time, everything in the house was still the same as before, every piece of furniture and accessories was silent with the bitterness and exhaustion of the past, looking at him sadly, and sighing.

Since going to ** in late autumn, he has not come again, because of the relationship between work and running back and forth on the international line, tirelessly circling around busy and socializing all day long, for half a year, he has been working day and night, running all over the world, he has no entertainment of his own, and he does not know how to relax himself, as if only in this way can he paralyze himself.

Qin Fengyan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the study on the second floor in a daze, looking at the cold night outside the building in a daze. There was no light in the room, it was pitch black, only the dim moonlight outside the window printed his vague outline, stretching his standing figure longer and longer.

The sky was thundering and drizzling. The rain was loose for a while, and when it rained urgently, I could only hear the sound of a tide on the roof. When it was time to relax, all the sound was gone, only the rain on the pine needles, ticking and ticking raindrops. Occasionally, a strong wind blew, and the raindrops followed, and a whole field of green vegetation outside the window swayed with the rapid wind and rain, like a black wave surging and rolling in front of you, and making a rattling sound. The sound of the rain through the wind whirring in the pines, that bleak scene, is simply unbearable.

He stood for a long time, like a cold statue, without flesh and blood, without a soul, and barely supported his seemingly handsome and resolute body by relying on his sense of responsibility to his family. And that bloody heart has long been fragile and broken.

In the dark night, under the cold faint light, Qin Fengyan stretched out his hand tremblingly, and gently stroked a photo of Yizhen on the table, in the simple wooden photo frame, the background of the blue sky and white clouds, and the heartless smile in late autumn, it was not the ultimate beauty, but it made the people who saw it feel that the sun was extraordinarily brilliant in an instant, and flowers bloomed all over the world.

Smiling shallowly, his eyes became warm and transparent at this time, and he reached out and caressed the face of late autumn in the photo, as if experiencing the delicate and tender touch of reality.

Looking at the smiling person in the photo, Qin Fengyan gradually sank into memory.

When was the first time he brought this photo in late autumn? three years ago? Or was it earlier? At that time, he had just kicked out his uncle and returned to the company, and he was busy all day, and after a long time, he realized that he suddenly had an extra photo on his desk......

"Who told you to put this on my desk?" he asked her with a calm face as he stood in this position, holding a photo in his hand.

Late Autumn muttered and whispered, "Put it here, you can see me every day?"

"I've seen you every day now. "I really regret giving her the key to the villa, causing him to come back from the company every day, and the first person he sees is always her.

"That's different. She took the photo from his hand with a smile, put it on his desk again, and kept gesturing with both hands: "I deliberately chose this position, you sit down and try it, see if you can see me in the photo as soon as you look up." ”

"Don't be bored, take it away. "He didn't want to make their relationship public, at least, not now.

"Don't. Late autumn nervously held the photo in his arms, pointed to the photos of the other few on the table, and asked confidently: "Why can grandpa's can be put in, uncle's and aunt's can be put in, but mine can't?"

"They're all my dearest!"

"Me too!" As soon as the words came out, Late Autumn regretted it, and wanted to take it back but it was too late, so she had to change her words timidly: "I mean, I also want to be your dearest..."

He had a headache: "Don't be willful, it feels strange that you put your photo in my study." ”

Late autumn held her photo in frustration, tears flowing: "It's because you don't like me that you feel strange, it's obviously very suitable." ”

"I didn't dislike you. He was a little dizzy by her, and surrendered: "Forget it, you can put it if you want, it's just a photo." ”

Late Autumn scratched her hair with her index finger and said listlessly: "... Why is it still like a block of ice? ”

Since then, the photo has been sitting here, and whenever he looks up from the pile of papers, he can always see her bright smile.

At first, he was a little unaccustomed to it, but after a long time, he gradually got used to every casual moment, and he could share her beautiful face.

Later, if the servant cleaned up his desk and moved the photograph so that he could not see it at a glance, he would find out in time, because no longer seeing her smile would make him lose focus.

It's just that at the time, he didn't know what it meant, and he didn't feel it with his heart.