Lin Qinghe wore a lot of clothes, and her body was very warm, which made Lin Qingrou, who had been in the rain for a long time, feel very comfortable, she didn't pay attention to what Lin Qinghe said, tilted her head and buried it in his chest.

After Lin Qinghe picked her up, he moved forward steadily, put her in his car, and then drove away from the cemetery.

It was half an hour after Du Zeming received a call from the DMV.

"Hello Mr. Du, your car was towed to the vehicle management office by the traffic police on duty because of illegal parking, please come to hand over within five working days and pay the fine, thank you for your cooperation."

"Where was it towed?"

"On the traffic artery of Nanshan Cemetery, parking is not allowed there."

"Okay, I got it."

After Du Zeming put down the phone, he immediately drove to Nanshan Cemetery.

Just now he called the school and even called Lin Qinghe, but he didn't know it. This woman actually ran to her dead parents.

I walked around the cemetery twice, but I didn't see anything, Du Zeming got out of the car with an umbrella and walked around again, but there was still no one.

I guess I ran somewhere to hide or was borrowed by someone else.

Although he was still a little worried, his clothes were already a little wet, and he returned to the car with some distraught and drove straight home.

Lin Qingrou fell asleep shaking in the car, and she didn't even know when she was carried out of the car by Lin Qinghe.

Lin Qinghe is nearly thirty years old, but he is not married yet, he always goes alone, and since their father died, the entire company has been supported by him alone, and the business world actually doesn't take him seriously, so he has no reason or partner to get married.

Lin Qingrou was awakened when he put him down, and just met his gaze.

I don't know if it was Lin Qingrou's illusion, she saw the sporadic killing intent in Lin Qinghe's eyes at that moment.

Lin Qinghe staggered his eyes with her, stood up and walked towards the room next to him.

Lin Qingrou looked around, Lin Qinghe was six years older than her, he had always been in a boarding school, and after graduating from college, he bought an apartment outside directly, so she rarely saw him, and she never came to his apartment.

The living room is clean, with a row of red wine in front of the spacious sofa and crystal TV, a huge floor-to-ceiling window and hanging chairs next to it, and a whole wall of bookcases behind the sofa, all show that this is a man with a fine life and a mood.

There was a gap with Lin Qingrou's imagination, but she didn't think too much, because Lin Qinghe, who walked back, threw a white handkerchief from afar, covering her entire face.

"Go take a shower and change your clothes, and I'm coming out and seeing." Lin Qinghe pointed to the bathroom behind him and said.

Lin Qingrou put a handkerchief on her head, sucked a little water on her head, and then said to Lin Qinghe, "Send me home." ”

Lin Qinghe naturally understood, but quickly sneered: "Home? Aren't you in your mother's house now? ”

This sentence was a bit mocking, but Lin Qingrou knew that what he said was indeed what he said. The Lin family is gone, and Lin Qinghe has become her only maiden family.

"Not long after I finished talking to you, Du Zeming told me that you were gone, others don't know, but I know that you like to run to the cemetery whenever you have something that can't be solved, as if those two people could climb up from the ground to save you that day." Lin Qinghe said this with some disdain, but after looking at Lin Qingrou's expression, he didn't continue to say it.

"I'll call Du Zeming, you go take a shower, and wait for the rain to stop." Lin Qinghe took out his mobile phone and said.

Lin Qingrou saw that he was resolute, so she didn't say anything and walked into the bathroom.

The temperature of the water in the bathtub was just right, and I thought that Lin Qinghe had just come in and put it before calling her.

She took off her soaked clothes and sat down, the hot water slowly warmed her body, and her eyes gradually moistened, I don't know why, she just wanted to cry a little.

Don't cry, what's hypocritical.

She wiped the corners of her eyes, and then carefully washed her body.

When she came out wrapped in a bath towel, Lin Qinghe was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass and drinking the red wine in his hand, and the lights in the distance fell on him, making him taller and more slender.

Lin Qingrou suddenly discovered that Lin Qinghe was actually about the same height as Du Zeming, and looking at the back, he had the same attractive eyes as Du Zeming.

Lin Qinghe felt Lin Qingrou's scrutiny, and glanced at her with a slight side face: "The one on the right hand is my room, you can find a place to sleep with the rest, there are beds in the study, you can sleep." ”

Lin Qingrou looked at it, and still went to the study.

As soon as she sat down, she suddenly felt something move in the quilt, and she jumped up in fright.

She looked at the air conditioner quilt and found that a black cat actually came out of the quilt, obviously frightened by her, and shrunk into the quilt with only one head exposed to look at her.

"Oh, I said how I couldn't find her." Lin Qinghe's voice came from the door, obviously he had just heard the movement here and came over to take a look.

"Octopus, come here." As soon as Lin Qinghe shouted, the black cat in the quilt immediately came out, and Lin Qingrou found that the black cat actually had four white gloves, which looked very cute.

The black cat grabbed Lin Qinghe's side, and then ran into the living room.

"You sleep, the remote control of the air conditioner is on the desk over there, you can look for it yourself." Lin Qinghe turned on the light for her, pointed to the table and said, "By the way, I just told Du Zeming, he said that you can stay with me for a few more days, although the tone is very bad, but at least this sentence is sincere." ”

After speaking, Lin Qinghe shrugged his shoulders and closed the door of the study.

Lin Qingrou naturally knew what Lin Qinghe meant by saying that the tone was not good, I was afraid that Du Zeming was angry at this time.

She took out her mobile phone and found a lot of Du Zeming's missed calls, as well as a lot of text messages, most of which accused her of how she ran out by herself. She looked at and replied to Zhou Rui and Song Miao that it was okay, and then turned off the phone.

has been swept forward by the torrent, and now here she actually has a feeling that she has found a pure land.

Although there is already a bookcase in the living room, there are more bookcases and books in Lin Qinghe's study, and many of them look very old, which are often read by the owner, unlike many rich people who just use them as façades.

She was lying on the bed, just able to reach out to a book on the table next to her, and there was a table lamp on her right, she was lying on the bed just enough to read comfortably, and Lin Qinghe often did this.

She turned off the light in her room, turned on the small table lamp, flipped through the book in her hand, and just turned to the first page, the corner of her eye jumped.

"My life coach once taught me to find the core that supports you in life, whether it's a job or a hobby. But that core can't be a real person, because people will betray and change, and more importantly, people who are regarded as the core of life are pitiful. ”

She seemed to think of something for a moment, a thought flashed through her mind, but she couldn't grasp it quickly.

She thought of Du Lin, and also thought of Du Zeming, maybe it was really like what the book said, she regarded Du Lin as the core of her life, she was very confused, and Du Lin would be very painful in the future.

She lost interest in reading it, put the book back in its place, rolled over and turned off the lamp.

When she woke up the next day, Lin Qingrou felt that her throat was a little inflamed, but fortunately, she didn't have to speak, so others couldn't notice it.

When she opened the door of the study and found that there was no one outside, she shook around, went into the kitchen, rummaged through the refrigerator and found a little bread and milk, so she fried two eggs, and the eggs were just cooked, and she heard the sound of the door closing.

Lin Qingrou hurriedly turned off the fire, and when he got out of the kitchen, he saw Lin Qinghe, who was dressed in sportswear, walked in, he just threw the umbrella in his hand outside the entrance, and he was still carrying two cups of soy milk and some food in his right hand, and the two of them were a little surprised when they looked at each other.

"Heh, you're up early." Lin Qinghe put the breakfast he bought on the table, and then walked to Lin Qingrou's side, "What did you cook?" It smells so good. ”

Lin Qingrou hurriedly turned around and took out the eggs, and brought the hot milk over.

Lin Qinghe replaced the milk in front of her with soy milk and said, "This is delicious." ”

Then he went to the side of the living room with the milk, and poured it into a small basin there, and in a short time the two black cats came out and drank the milk.

Only then did Lin Qingrou know that the milk in Lin Qinghe's refrigerator was actually bought for the cat.

After Lin Qinghe walked back, he watched her bow her head and eat two bites of eggs, and then said, "Don't talk about the company's affairs if you don't tell Du Zeming." ”

Lin Qingrou's movements paused, and she looked up at Lin Qinghe with some surprise.

"You don't mean that much to him, and he may not be able to help you." Lin Qinghe ate the fritters in his hand and said, "And look at your own appearance, how much thinner than before you got married?" There's not a good life over there, right? ”

Lin Qingrou never heard this kind of greeting from Lin Qinghe's mouth first, her heart was sour, and she immediately lowered her head to look at the eggs on her plate and blinked, afraid that tears would overflow from the corners of her eyes.

Lin Qinghe didn't speak after saying this, and after the two of them had breakfast quietly, Lin Qingrou consciously stood up and cleaned up the table.

The rain outside has not stopped, although the momentum is much less, but it is still dripping.

Lin Qinghe didn't seem to be going to the company, so after eating, he turned on the TV and stared at the morning news.

This seems to be the picture of Lin Qingrou's dream of home.