Rongcheng is different from many cities in the north and south.

There is no autumn sunny day, and there is no autumn bleakness, always a rainy and cloudy look, like a pair of sleepy and loose eyes, always unable to wake up.

Qin Qian was delayed for a while, and called the school teacher and said that he would come over to pick up Qin Chu later.

So when she arrived, the school gate was empty.

"Qin Chu's mother, why are you here?" The school's security guard knew her, and he was very surprised to see her arrive.

"Uncle Li. She smiled and said hello and replied. "I'll pick up Qin Chu. ”

"Pick up Qin Chu?" Uncle Li looked puzzled, "Didn't you call the person who came to pick up Qin Chu before?"

"What?!" Qin Qian's face froze, "What person?"

"Just a black car, come and tell Teacher Qin Chu that you have something to do today, so let him pick up Qin Chu. Qin Chu also knew that person, so he ...... "Speaking of this, Uncle Li's words stopped abruptly, and without saying a word, he immediately opened the door, "Qin Chu's mother, you come in, I'll monitor you!"

Qin Qian's brain "buzzed" for a moment, forcing himself to calm down immediately.

Qin Chu won't leave with anyone casually!

Ah Jue was in the United States at this time, and it was impossible for him to pick up Qin Chu.

The few other friends who came to pick up Qin Chu would definitely call her in advance.

With such a strong behavior, among the people she knows, there is only the Zhai family!

As soon as I thought of this possibility, the phone in my bag rang.

After Uncle Li walked two steps, he saw that Qin Qian didn't follow, and when he turned around, he just saw that she was answering the phone, she had always smiled gently, and her complexion at this time seemed to be the frost of autumn.

"Uncle Li, thank you. I know where the child is. Qin Qian smiled politely at him and turned to leave.

Mikawaen.

Qin Qian doesn't remember the last time he came, when was it.

The surrounding scenery has become familiar and unfamiliar.

She looked at the villa in front of her, hesitated for a moment, and finally took a deep breath and rang the doorbell anyway.

The one who opened the door was still Aunt Wu, who knew her, and when she saw her coming, she was a little surprised, a little happy, and a little expected, she called her respectfully, "Second young grandmother, the little young master is reading a book in the living room." ”

She nodded lightly, walked past Aunt Wu and entered the door, and saw the small figure nestled on the sofa.

"Mom. Hearing the sound, Qin Chu immediately stood up, met Qin Qian's eyes, and whispered, "I'm fine." ”

Qin Qian stepped forward, squatted down, rubbed his little head, and chuckled, "I know, Xiao Chu is the best." ”

Hearing this, Qin Chu's delicate and white little face showed a smug smile, and he said "um" crisply.

"Come, say thank you to Grandma Wu, we are going home. Qin Qian put Qin Chu's book into his schoolbag, took Qin Chu and said.

"Grandma Wu, let's go. Qin Chu greeted Aunt Wu very politely, like a little gentleman, "The little biscuits you made are delicious, thank you!"

When Aunt Wu heard this, her face immediately changed, "Second young grandmother, you can't ......"

She was about to persuade her to stop her, when she heard a "click" and the door opened from the outside.

Cloaked in the night that had fallen outside, the man stood under the light of the doorway, like a shallow pillar of light, cold and ghostly.

The cold eyes swept over the two people in the line of sight, one big and one small, and snorted coldly, "What's the matter, I can't get by outside, so I want to lick my face and come back?"

"No, the second young master, the second young grandmother is ......"

"Aunt Wu!" Zhai Junlin's voice condensed, interrupting Aunt Wu's words, and raised his feet into the house.

The soles of the shoes stepped on the floor, making a noise, and they became colder and harder each time.

Pausing two or three steps away from Qin Qian, the light hit his shadow, as if his aura was pressing straight down on her.

"Who swore that you would ruin your legs and never come back, and take a step here?" the man took another step forward, even more imposing, condescending, "Now ......"

The man's voice paused, then continued, "You mean you don't want these legs?"