A man in blue and white striped clothes sat in front of Han Qingwei's house, shrunk into a small ball.

Han Qingwei looked at Xiao Rui angrily and funny as Xiao Rui was still wearing a hospital gown, and his injured foot was still tied with bandages, so a big man was curled up at the door, and when he looked at her with his lips pouted, his small appearance made her heart soften in an instant.

"You woman, why did you come back so late?" This woman herself has been guarding the door of her house for a long time. Coming back so late, I don't know where to go.

looked at Xiao Rui in surprise, now the focus should not be on why she came back late, "Uncle Xiao, why are you here?" ”

Han Qingwei had a ghostly expression.

Xiao Rui raised the mobile phone in his hand and muttered softly, "Didn't you send a text message, my uncle came over to comfort you." He couldn't explain what was going on with the slight nervousness in his heart the moment he saw Han Qingwei's text message. I can't even explain what it was like to run out of the hospital to find her at the risk of being caught at night with an injured leg.

Han Qingwei's tears fell out of her eyes, although she didn't call him for help when she was downstairs in the Beijing Hotel, she sent a text message.

Anyway, he usually treats her as a trash can, and now it's her turn to vent a little bit, so it shouldn't be a problem.

There was no problem, but the great god was provoked.

Trying to stand up, Xiao Rui struggled to step forward to comfort her, and the feeling of watching her cry was really unpleasant. Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, he was just concerned about the niece he had just recognized.

The best thing in the world is not the icing on the cake, but the charcoal in the snow. Han Qingwei admitted that the moment Xiao Rui raised her phone, she was full of emotion.

This man, although he usually looks out of tune and will joke with her, can always appear in front of her when she needs it most.

She ran over to open the door and helped Xiao Rui into the door.

The two of them finally tossed into the house, and Xiao Rui hugged Han Qingwei. "Silly girl, you still have me, and I am also your family." He had read her issue of "Secert" and couldn't imagine that she had been living alone for so many years.

The nervousness that came all the way, until I saw her holding her, my heart settled.

His voice is unusually warm, different from the strict sù when he is busy with work, and even different from the little milk voice when he is coquettish, shallow with the low voice of a man.

Anger, resentment, insecurity, all the negativity is eliminated when he says you still have me.

Han Qingwei prides herself on being a strong person, and she didn't find out until now. Her strength is all disguised, and she adds layers of protective color to herself.

At this moment, the shackles in her heart collapsed. Sometimes, it's just one sentence that can destroy the wall.

In the twenty years of her life, no one has ever told her with such a gentle voice, she is not alone, she still has a family.

"yes, I still have you. Uncle Xiao, you have to take care of yourself for my sake. I'm still waiting to get through the back door with your uncle. Han Qingwei's voice was still a little choked.

Tears soaked Xiao Rui's entire shoulder.

"We Qingwei have to work hard, uncle, I will always be your fan."

He just wanted to be nice to her. That's all.

He's not a sensationalist, he just wants his silly girl to live happily.

"Uncle, you're dead." Han Qingwei's voice was thick nasal, and she said it as if she was coquettish.

Because of Xiao Rui's leg injury, he pressed most of the weight of his body on Han Qingwei.

"You little conscienceless, uncle came all the way to see you, and you still dislike me, ~~~~(>_