Quan Jinxiao got into the car seemingly indifferently.

He waited in the car for a while, and Kwon Zhen was still there, immersed in his words, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

He was like a knife a lot of the time, always so hard that it made her angina.

Quan Zhen looked up at Kwon's position.

found that his gaze was not staring at himself, but was empty, staring directly in front of him.

He sat in the car, like an emperor, cold and noble.

She thought that if he wasn't her fourth uncle, she wouldn't have anything to do with her life.

Quan Zhen walked over with a disgraced face and got into Quan Jinxiao's car.

The distance between her and him seemed to be that the further she went, the more he would take a step back.

If he goes further, she will take a step back—

Retribution has no beginning and no end, and is intertwined and complex.

When Quan Zhen sat next to Quan Jinxiao, he seemed to be a little tired.

She didn't know he hadn't slept all night last night.

All she saw was that he closed his eyes.

She looked at his face and suddenly began to ponder.

Quan Jinxiao's eyes were closed, and he never opened them again.

He seemed to be really tired and sleepy.

Kwon Zhen scrutinized his face.

is so handsome and unparalleled, and her skin is not at all in the state of a person who is almost thirty years old, and it is still very full.

The driver reminded him that he had the right to wear clothes in the back of the car and help him put them on, otherwise he would catch a cold.

Quan Zhen looked behind her and took out a Quan Jinxiao's coat.

It seemed like the second time she'd hitched him something like this.

The last time he was given a sheet, when she was living in a public rental house at the university, he ran out of gas, so he stayed at her house.

She put a sheet on him.

That time, he seemed tired too.

Quan Jinxiao didn't fall asleep completely, but his consciousness was a little confused, but he felt that someone was helping him build something.

He didn't bother to open his eyes.

He once thought that it was just that he wanted to close the distance between them, but she didn't want him to be close.

But he didn't expect that when she asked such a thing today, his answer would be indifferent, and he himself was surprised.

The great sense of contradiction made his brows frown.

Suddenly, a finger landed between his eyebrows, quietly helping him to level his brow.

Quan Jinxiao wanted to hold that hand and never let go.

But some things, like the hourglass of the bottleneck, the fine fragments of colorful sand, are fleeting, and he can't wait to grasp them.

She fled like the wind.

On the way home, Quan Jinxiao had a dream.

In the dream, it was vaguely the summer four years ago, in that dark room, nothing could be seen in sight, and the air was filled with the innocence of a girl.

He tightly hugged the person in his arms, and in the thin words on his lips, he vaguely shouted "Luoluo".

He knew that the person who was beneath him was not his old love.

It was a complete stranger.

He made her, from a girl to a woman.

When I woke up from a dream, the car had already arrived at the villa.

He suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the empty seats beside him, and asked in a low voice, "When did she get out of the car?" ”

"When the car passed through Kowloon and rented, she got out of the car."

Quan Jinxiao held his forehead a little, sighed a little helplessly, he leaned back on the car seat and closed his eyes again.

"Did she say anything when she left?"

"No, Miss Quan was very quiet when she got out of the car, for fear of waking you up."

Quan Jinxiao didn't respond and got out of the car.

The little group ran out to greet him.

Suddenly, Quan Jinxiao seemed to see the appearance of both his children under his knees.

He's in his thirties.

There are many men at this age, and their children are a few years old.

It seems that he should have a family, too.

Quan Jinxiao smiled at Xiao Tuanzi, and the corners of his eyes narrowed.

He greeted the little guy with open arms, but his thoughts were suddenly pulled back to the rainy night four years ago, when he had not returned to China.

Standing in front of him was the person he once thought he loved very much.