Song Ruoxi smiled, "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

"I'm going to the bathroom, too."

With that, she stood up and walked out.

The tournament takes place in Kyoto's largest gymnasium, and it twists and turns inside.

Song Ruoxi walked around for a long time before she saw the sign of the bathroom.

Walking through the long corridor, as soon as she turned the corner, she saw a tall and tall figure.

It's Song Jingshen.

The man leaned against the wall, one leg slightly bent, a cigarette between his fingers, and the mist was shrouded.

He bit the cigarette in his mouth and smoked it, and then spit out the clouds, and his deep eyes couldn't see the bottom, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Song Ruoxi was surprised, and stood there and watched him quietly for a while.

Until he smoked his third cigarette.

Song Ruoxi frowned, walked over with her feet raised, stood still in front of him, and shouted glutinously, "Uncle." ”

The man turned his head to look at her, and the emotions in his eyes were all constricted.

"I don't wear a coat when I come out." Song Jingshen said, took off his coat and draped it over hers, frowning, "Isn't it cold?" ”

There was plenty of heating in the arena, and Song Ruoxi came out without a coat.

The man's coat was big and long, enough to wrap Song Ruoxi's whole person.

He wore a white turtleneck sweater inside, and a pair of casual pants underneath, the clothes were very good, and he was dressed like the male protagonist of an idol drama.

Song Ruoxi bit her lip, "I'll come out...... Go to the toilet. Uncle, when did you start smoking? ”

Song Jingshen in his impression, if he is in a suit and leather shoes, he is meticulous and cold and abstinent.

If you dress up every day, it is like a breeze and a bright moon, hanging cleanly on the tip of her heart.

He never smoked.

Seeing him smoking such a low appearance, Song Ruoxi was of course surprised.

"Smoking is not good for your health." After thinking about it, Song Ruoxi added.

She tilted her head and frowned.

"No more smoking." Song Jingshen glanced at her, walked to the trash can, extinguished the cigarette, and threw it in.

Song Ruoxi smiled, "Uncle, you finally don't treat me as a child." ”

"Huh?" Song Jing looked down at her and paused.

Today he seemed surprisingly silent, and his words were concise and to the point.

In the past, in front of her, he was always like teaching a child.

Song Ruoxi pursed her lips, "Whatever I told you before, you would think that I was a child, and what I said was not convincing." Today you listen to me and stop smoking. ”

"Don't go to the bathroom?" Song Jingshen pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

He didn't seem to want to discuss this topic with him, so Song Ruoxi had no choice but to nod, "Okay." ”

She took off his coat and shoved it onto him, "I'm not cold. ”

After the words fell, I went to the bathroom.

When Song Ruoxi came out, he found that Song Jingshen was still here and didn't enter the arena.

She thought he must have gone in.

The man has a coat hanging in the crook of his arm, and he is talking on the phone with his mobile phone in the other hand, which should be a work thing.

"Let's go."

Seeing her come out, he casually said a few words to the other end and hung up the phone, and put his coat on her again.

The two walked side by side.

In the past, Song Ruoxi always chattered a lot, but today she didn't speak, just walked with him.

When he walked to the door of the arena, Song Jingshen seemed to be unable to adapt to the quietness of the little girl, he stood still, turned his head sideways, and lowered his eyes to look at her, "I really want to fall in love?" ”

"Huh?" Song Ruoxi was distracted, and she didn't react for a while.

When she raised her eyes, she saw the man's eyes, as if hiding a lot of emotions, staring straight at her.

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