Chapter 114: Night

The man sitting on the sofa frowned.

Wearing pajamas, with newspapers in his hands, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he hadn't heard An Yuanyao's words.

His eyes scanned the newspaper.

After a while, I turned over and continued to look.

Seeing that the father did not notice himself.

An Yuanyao's inner uneasiness decreased slightly, and she looked at her father again with some nervousness, slowly turned around, and raised her feet and stepped up the first step.

The atmosphere did not dare to come out.

"Where do you want to go?"

The sound from behind made An Yuanyao's preparation to go upstairs stop in place.

The neck turned with difficulty like a rusty patch.

A weak smile was revealed.

"I'll go back to sleep......"

"In the middle of the night, you're still carrying a bag, you want to sleep?"

"No, no, I don't have that idea!"

Hearing her father's inquiry, An Yuanyao stretched out her hands and swayed them, denying it vigorously.

"I just want to...... I want to come and have a glass of water. ”

After saying this, there was no response from the other party.

An Yuanyao looked at her father nervously, only to see that he was still reading the newspaper.

Time passed minute by minute, and An Yuanyao's heart gradually rose with time.

With both hands together, the newspaper was folded in half.

After folding it again, Ahn Quancheng put the newspaper on the coffee table in front of him.

Raising his head, he looked at his daughter not far away, and the moment they looked at each other, he could see the panic in his daughter's eyes.

After all, he was a child who grew up, how could he not know his daughter's true thoughts?

After thinking for a moment, he sighed helplessly.

"You haven't changed at all."

"Dad......"

"You go back to sleep first, stay at home honestly during this time, and after your brother's banquet is over, your mother and I will take you to see how the person in your mouth is doing."

This sentence reached An Yuanyao's ears, and her face instantly began to turn a little pale.

She clearly knew that if her parents went with her, the lie would be exposed.

Because...... There is no such person as Liu Changqing at all.

When the time comes......

Recalling the memories of her father as a child, An Yuanyao couldn't help but be a little flustered.

The words blurted out as if they had not been polished by the brain.

"Dad! I can go back by myself, you and my mother don't have to ......"

"Nonsense!"

Before he finished speaking, he was rudely interrupted by An Quancheng.

The sudden two words made An Yuanyao startled, and her neck shrunk.

An Quancheng stood up from the sofa and walked in front of An Yuanyao in three steps and two steps.

With a serious face.

"I've never constrained your decisions before, how many more things do you want to do wrong before you stop?"

"Dad, ...... this time"

"No need to say any more, just do as I say, and we'll go with you when the time comes."

Looking at his daughter, Ahn Kwon Seung's eyes narrowed.

"See you...... That Liu Changqing. ”

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Sitting next to the computer and stopping the action of tapping on the keyboard, Liu Changqing crossed his hands with ten fingers, raised them above his head and stretched out for a long time.

He looked back at the bed.

The son lay on his side, with his eyes closed, and slept soundly.

I looked at the time on my computer.

12:24 a.m.

It's a little late......

Thinking like this in his heart, Liu Changqing didn't feel too sleepy.

Stared at the screen for a while, his eyes were a little distracted.

After a while, he quietly got up from his chair and tried to keep his footsteps as low as possible so that the footsteps would not disturb his sleeping son.

Walk to the door, open it, and close it quietly.

Standing outside the house, Liu Changqing looked around, the lights in the living room had been turned off, and the dark environment could only be illuminated by the faint moonlight.

Liu Changqing took out the cigarette in his pocket, lit one, and then walked to the window.

Thinking that when he first smoked in his previous life, at first it was just because he watched his roommate in college smoke, and Liu Changqing refused to smoke at first.

It's just that when eating and drinking at dormitory parties, my roommate always drinks and washes his face red, and then staggers to give himself a cigarette.

After refusing a few times, the other party still insisted.

I couldn't take it, and I really didn't think there was anything to smoke about this thing at first.

It wasn't until he was working in his senior year and stayed up late working overtime every day that Liu Changqing knew why some people became addicted to smoking.

Sometimes, smoking isn't just about smoking.

It's a man's way of being able to get rid of the unhappiness in his heart.

After smoking one, no matter what is unhappy, he will change his decadence and continue to face it with a smile.

Everyone has a mask, or...... Everyone lives under a mask.

Liu Changqing's eyes looked out the window.

The moon seems to be brighter tonight than usual......

After flicking the cigarette ash, Liu Changqing took another puff, and after exhaling the smoke in his mouth, he seemed to subconsciously look towards the window.

He still remembers the mistakes he made a while ago.

His eyes swept to the half-cut plastic bottle that his daughter had placed by the window, and the two tadpoles with two legs still exuded vitality in the night.

Staring at the half-cut plastic bottle, Liu Changqing's heart struggled a little.

He...... It seems to be waiting for his next decision.

Since the vitality of these two things is so tenacious, why don't you give them a ride?

He looked at the cigarette in his hand, and then at the plastic bottle that was set aside.

Liu Changqing thought of repeating the old trick.

But the idea only came to mind for two seconds, and then it was quickly dismissed.

That's too obvious, if my daughter sees it in the morning, she may not know how sad she will be.

Be colorless and odorless...... God doesn't know it......

A flash of inspiration.

Liu Changqing came up with a brilliant idea.

Salt is a good thing.

When exposed to water, it melts, colorless, but it has a taste, but no one is bored enough to taste the water with tadpoles on their tongue.

Killing tadpoles and invisibly ......

Liu Changqing's gaze gradually became firm, he threw a few puffs of cigarette out of the window, and then strode towards the location of the kitchen.

I found a small jar of salt and scooped it with a spoon and put it in the palm of my hand.

Clutched towards the window.

Standing by the window, Liu Changqing stretched out the hand containing the fine salt, and without the slightest hesitation, he wanted to open the palm of his hand, allowing the fine salt in the palm to slide freely into the plastic bottle.

"Click......"

The sound of the door being pushed open rang out.

Liu Changqing didn't have time to put the fine salt into the water, and the moment he heard the movement, he reacted quickly and threw the fine salt out of the window.

After throwing it, he quickly turned to look at the person who opened the door.

Through the moonlight outside the window, Liu Changqing saw the person who opened the door clearly.

Blue Ixian.

It seemed that because of the backlight, Lan Yixian noticed a person standing by the window, but he couldn't see his face clearly.

I took a few steps forward, and it wasn't until I got in front of me that I could see who it was.

Surprised, I didn't forget to lower the volume.

"Liu Changqing? What are you doing here in the middle of the night? ”

"Moon ......"

In reply, Liu Changqing pulled his hand out from behind his back and patted the fine salt in his palm.

This action made Lan Yixian on the opposite side very puzzled, a pair of eyes looked at the moon outside the window, and then looked at Liu Changqing who was standing by the window and rubbing his other palm.

Somewhat puzzled.

There are some doubts.

"Did you touch anything dirty with your hands? It's up to you...... I've been rubbing the ashes all the time. ”