Back at Zhai's house, it was still the dark carved gate, and every time Qin Qian looked at it, he felt cold.

It's as if this is not a family's residence, but a cold cage.

"Brother Lin, you're back!" A delicate figure stepped forward from the house, pounced on Zhai Junlin, grabbed his arm, and leaned on his shoulder affectionately, "I made you your favorite coffee, come into the house and taste it!"

As he spoke, he pulled Zhai Junlin into the house, as if there was no Qin Qian in the huge courtyard at all.

"Just leave these things to your subordinates. ”

Zhai Junlin raised his feet and faced forward, and while walking inward, he took off his coat and handed it to his subordinates.

"But I just want to do it for you myself!"

Qin Qian followed behind the two, watched Zhang Yunqian stick up again, and beckoned her subordinates to bring her the coffee she had carefully brewed for Zhai Junlin.

She stood at the door, looking at the big and small, rigid and soft, reluctant figures, white horses passing through the gap, after seven years, just like the first day she came to Zhai's house.

At that time, it was the same.

She followed behind Zhai Junlin, and as soon as she arrived at the door, the man was pulled into the house by Zhang Yunqian, a delicate girl, talking and laughing, leaving her alone to blend in with the air.

Why didn't she know, why didn't she know, Zhang Yunqian's thoughts about Zhai Junlin were so blatant, undisguised, and so wanton.

Suddenly, there was a darkness in front of him, and a shadow fell.

Qin Qian raised his eyes, and what came into his eyes was Zhai Junlin's face. She frowned in confusion, and her hand was heavy.

She looked down, a cup of coffee in her hand, and the mellow aroma lingered with heat on the tip of her nose.

"Brother Lin......" Zhang Yunqian looked at the cup of coffee she had carefully ground and brewed, and it arrived in Qin Qian's hand.

Grievances can be cautious.

"She hadn't drunk expensive coffee. The man said deliberately, as if waiting for her to be embarrassed.

Under the man's gaze, Qin Qian took a sip to his lips and frowned, "It's so bitter." ”

ushered in the two of them with a look of playful disdain.

"It's bitter. She repeated, looking at Zhang Yunqian, "When you want to come to Miss Yunqian to grind coffee, it must be very bitter." ”

Isn't it bitter? You can't say you like it, but you can't get love.

The words fell, and in an instant, Zhang Yunqian's face changed greatly.

Angry, "It's obvious that you don't know it!

"You're right. Qin Qian was not annoyed, but replied with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes were soft, and he looked gentle and obedient, "I am this kind of layman, like the red wine treasured in his cellar, for me, it is worse than Wen Baikai." ”

Zhai Junlin: "......"

"Shallow. ”

A kind voice came from the side.

When she heard the voice, she saw the old man sitting in front of a few cases, his silver-white hair was fine and neat, and he was fiddling with the white bellflower that had just been trimmed in his hand, "Grandma." ”

The light outside the window came and shrouded the old man, peaceful and quiet.

"Come on, come over Grandma's. Zhong Meiqin beckoned.

Qin Qian stepped forward, Zhong Meiqin handed her the emerald white bellflower, and asked with a smile: "Did Xiaolin send you over today?"

Hearing this, Qin Qian was stunned, and suddenly Zhai Junlin's whim today.

Although she wanted to tell Zhong Meiqin that she didn't have to do such a thing, she nodded lightly in the end, inserted the bellflower diagonally into the bottle, and said "um".

Zhong Meiqin chose the most tender lily of the valley from the flowers and plants, and sighed lightly, "Xiao Chu is already six years old, right?"

Qin Chu has always been unacceptable, and it is not a taboo for the Zhai family. On the contrary, it is always used by them to humiliate her to bring it up.

Qin Qian didn't know what Zhong Meiqin meant, so he nodded in response, "Yes." ”

"Next year you are going to give Xiaolin a baby. Zhong Meiqin said.

What she said was, you want to.

Simple and straightforward, with a firm tone.

After all, this matter was brought up again.

But she and Zhai Junlin ......

Not to mention having a child, it is a problem to live under the same roof.

"I'll talk to him. She said.

"What I want is not to discuss, but to result!" Zhong Meiqin's words suddenly became cold, and her cloudy eyes flashed sharp, "If there are no children, then Qin Chu doesn't have to keep them anymore!"

Qin Qian's breath was suffocated, and his face was as white as snow.

"When your grandmother was alive, her favorite was lily of the valley. You're so much like her. Don't fight or grab, don't care about anything. Should you say you're gentle and indifferent, or should you say you just don't take it to heart?"

Zhong Meiqin picked up the scissors, and her tone changed from sudden gentleness to coldness, "I don't know if your grandmother told you before she died, my words are never just words." ”

The blade cut off part of the flower branches, and only a "click" sound was heard, sharp and crisp.

The cold light is over the eyes, and the chill is in the bones.