Seventeen's bright eyes were obscured by the haze, and Rong Zhen's palm gently slid over her face.

"The beauty is empty, who is the fragrance for?"

Seventeen smiled at him, and Rong Zhen asked in a low voice, "You don't remember your father, do you?" ”

"Yes." Seventeen nodded, "He's tall, he's powerful, he hurts me a lot, but he's also very harsh." ”

"Do you remember what your father looked like?" Rong Zhen asked softly.

Seventeen's eyes flashed with hesitation, not nodding or shaking his head, probably remembering. She sat on the ground, leaning on his sturdy legs, her head resting on his knees, looking innocent but sad.

Rong Zhen looked at Seventeen, she must have gone through a lot of pain to become like this.

Seventeen raised his eyes, "I'm tired." ”

"Shall I rest here for a while or go back to you?" Rong Zhen asked her softly, and Seventeen shook his head, "No, here." ”

Rong Zhen was amused, but he sat still as he said, Seventeen put his arms on his knees and his face on his hands. Closed eyes and reluctant to talk about family.

Rong Zhen sighed softly, "Jingzhu does not move and condenses the two eyebrows, and the lead is innocent." If it were me, he would never have made my little angel so sad. ”

What could be more important than the joy of having a biological daughter?

Rong Zhen knew that he was just a passerby, just following his father to the capital for a two-day meeting, leaving early tomorrow morning, meeting her, it was an accident, just like a dream, waking up at dawn. Tomorrow morning, they will be separated. Her story, he wanted to explore, but he had no right to interfere, he could do nothing but sympathy and pity.

"I want to see the little angel." Seventeen let out a low voice.

Rong Zhen frowned deeply, and the palm that was slowly raised, in the end, still touched her head, and gently comforted her.

Seventeen raised his head, his eyes persistent, and with a request, "Is that okay?" ”

Rong Zhen stared at him so directly at Seventeen's eyes, which made him a little confused for a while, and after looking at each other for a while, he cautiously refused.

"Little angels are ...... far away"

"Will it be farther than my brother's place?" Seventeen questions.

"Where's your brother?"

"Far away." She replied firmly.

“…… The little angel may be closer, she is in Qingcheng, but not in the capital. When you see the little angel, you have to leave here, Baihuazhou, the capital, and your parents, relatives, and friends......"

"I just want to meet the little angel." Seventeen heads were buried again.

Rong Zhen's heart rippled slightly, a simple and beautiful child, no one could bear to hurt him.

"I will ask your father for instructions, he promised, I will take you to Qingcheng to play, I will be your tour guide, take you to see the mountains and waters, ancient cities and buildings of Qingcheng, taste the special snacks of Qingcheng, listen to the ancient songs of Qingcheng......"

Rong Zhen raised his eyes slightly, and saw the scene of the two of them wandering on the street with their daughter, they went to climb the mountain hand in hand, she sang, he played the piano accompaniment, like happiness in a fairy tale, simple, quiet, warm and warm.

Rong Zhen is a photography enthusiast, the label on his body during his study period is "literary youth", in his eyes, everything has the best angle can be presented in the picture of the camera, he is willing to see the truth, goodness and beauty of life, unwilling to accept the dark side. His idealism is rejected by the current society, and he hates worldly women, so he rejects the marriage partners arranged by the family.

Rather lack than abuse, why should the two who are not suitable be reluctantly together?

Marriage is not a day and a month, it is a lifetime, and it will be a lifetime, and it is difficult for yourself and the other party, why bother?

"I want to go." Seventeen said softly, still with a very light smile.

Rong Zhen's slender hand fell between her eyebrows again, obviously smiling, but it looked so rude, what kind of sadness was hidden behind these bright eyes?

"Kiki, if one day the little angel tells me that she wants to leave me, I think I must be in pain." Rong Zhen said softly, with a hint of sorrow between his eyebrows.

How can such a man be suitable for survival in a shopping mall? His strategy and method are too idealistic, too individualistic, without considering environmental factors, business is not a person who achieves him, not a photo exhibition for him alone, but a win-win situation for everyone. And he doesn't be with him, he thinks the businessman is full of copper smell, what can he do alone?

Seventeen looked at Rong Zhen puzzled, "Why did you want to leave you?" ”

"Just like you are now, if you want to go to Qingcheng, you have to leave your father and your home. One day, the little angels will do the same. Rong Zhen said softly.

Seventeen's eyes darkened, "It turns out that my hope cannot be realized, I want to live here forever, and I can't leave ......"

Her father was a sinner with angelic wings broken, and she was trying to wonder where her father was.

"What about your mother?" Rong Zhen suddenly asked.

Seventeen looked at Rong Zhen in a daze, "Mother? ”

Her eyes drifted away, flickering in and out, probably trying to find out where her mother was.

She began to pull her hair with her hands, pounding her head, shaking her head vigorously, making strange noises in her mouth, and her face became hideous. Rong Zhen subconsciously grabbed her with both hands and half-squatted in front of her.

"Don't think about it, don't think about it, I won't ask ......"

Her face was pale, her eyes were bloodshot, her eyes were glazed, her hair was messy, she was shaking like a fawn that had been driven astray.

Rong Zhen gently hugged her, stroked her back like a little daughter, and gently hummed the nursery rhyme.

She shouldn't be locked up here, treated like a psychopath, she's sane, she's able to answer him like well, as long as she doesn't miss her family, she's fine. Therefore, this place does not belong to her, her world is so beautiful, so simple, and should not be imprisoned here.

Seventeen fell asleep on Rong Zhen's body, his head resting lightly on his shoulder.

Rong Zhen watched the time pass minute by minute, two o'clock was approaching, and he was a little anxious, squatting so numb that he couldn't move.

Rong Zhen tried to adjust the position, wanted to put her on the sofa, he didn't dare to carry people into the room, this is the capital, he is not bold enough to that extent.

As soon as Rong Zhen moved, Seventeen woke up, slowly let go of him, leaned on the sofa, Rong Zhen smiled, and then stood up, he didn't move when he stood up, and the numbness in his legs came up, and he stood stiff.

Seventeen raised his eyes to look at Rong Zhen and said softly, "I often sleep on my brother's back, and he carries me home, knowing that I am asleep, even if I get home, he doesn't go in, and wants me to sleep a little longer." ”

Rong Zhen smiled, what a clever girl, she can understand his goodness, she understands.

Seventeen looked at Rong Zhen and smiled softly.

In reality, she hated Kou Quan and Qi Yao, but she didn't know that he had already been engraved into her heart.