A play? Scold! She also deserves to be called a young lady? Worthy of being called "Miss Joe"?!

"Miss Joe? I really don't know if it's a real lady or a fake daughter, you deserve it too? ”

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he saw Qi Sanshao turn around and stride towards Luo Dashao, next to his face is a punch, that one is like flying, vigorous and resolute, it is really scary.

The corners of Luo Chu's mouth were bleeding.

"What? Want to get your hands dirty? Luo Chu wiped the corners of his mouth, "It's okay, I just got tired of returning to China, and I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

(Wow, rich people are different, relying on fighting to get familiar with feelings, it's just not the same.) ）

And this "Miss Qiao" just calmly turned around, stood aside, and had the intention of continuing not to participate or express her position, looking at the man who fought for her and the man who was beaten because of her expressionlessly, it's terrible, these two men are the most valuable men in Nancheng, how many men are jealous, how many women want to marry, what a waste!

"I'm not worthy, Nan Qiao knows that the Luo family is rich and powerful, Luo Shao doesn't like it, it's okay," Nan Qiao opened his mouth this time for the first time, and stirred himself into it uninterestingly, the other party is still Luo Chu, Qi Rui's good brother, but Nan Qiao's eyes are still unwavering, "But the names of the left and right are also taken, and the names of the left and right are also called, twenty years have passed, and it is not Luo Shao who can be counted, and naturally it is not Luo Shao's turn to point fingers." ”

The clouds are light and the wind is light.

"Twenty years?! Where did you get twenty years?! Is it your twenty years? Oh, ridiculous! Even if it's another twenty years, you're not worthy! ”

Luo Chu is still like a hedgehog with a fried hair, especially no one knows why he blew up so suddenly, this Nan Qiao provoked her to provoke her, or, well, I understand, hey, I'm embarrassed.

But some old Nancheng people still vaguely guessed a few points, Young Master Luo opened his mouth and closed his mouth with a "You are not worthy", but it was because of the name Nan Qiao, the title of "Miss Qiao".

After all, everyone knows that in the past, there was also a Miss Qiao in the Jiang family, who was admired by everyone in Nancheng, Miss Qiao who was chased by all the celebrities in Nancheng, and Miss Qiao who was worthy of the name.

The two had a marriage contract, and later...

It's just that things have passed for too long, and it happened too early, and many people now, at that time, were just children, where can they still remember and remember, not to mention that they care, to put it bluntly, it's just a title, there are too many people named "Joe" in this world, and people are gone, and there are no more "worthy", to put it bluntly, compared to a dead person, anyone who is alive is worthy.

Maybe it's only Luo Chu, and I'm still haunted by it, and it's hard to think that the young master of the Luo family is still a person with deep affection.

"Luo Chu! That's enough! The Jiang family is gone, and so is she! It was Qi Rui who spoke, Qi Rui looked at Luo Chu, who was almost angry but smiling and sneering, and a layer of ice was cold under his eyes.

Others don't know, but he knows very well that Luo Chu's reverse scales, Luo Chu's thorns, piercing himself and others, are dripping with blood in his heart.

When Luo Chu left, Jiang Qiao was ten years old, Luo Chu was fourteen years old, and when the Jiang family was on fire, Jiang Qiao was twelve years old and Luo Chu was sixteen years old.

This year, Luo Chu is twenty-four years old, and Jiang Qiao stays at the age of twelve forever.

Luo Chu was always reluctant to believe that Jiang Qiao was dead, and no one later mentioned the word "Jiang Qiao" to Luo Chu again, and then mentioned the word "Jiang Qiao" in front of Luo Chu.

Qi Rui many times, what he didn't understand was that in those years, Luo Chu was only a teenager, where did he come from to forget the emotions that he couldn't let go of for so many years?

Later, Qi Rui gradually understood and began to understand that Jiang Qiao had become the demon of Luo Chuchu, and he had nothing to do with emotions, just because of the guilt and regret after being powerless, he couldn't get rid of it after a long time, and he couldn't forget it, torturing himself and torturing others.

Everyone's attention shifted to Luo Chu and Qi Rui, and no one paid attention to Nan Qiao anymore, except for Yan Tingyu.

When he saw it, Nan Qiao's hand was clenched tightly, his face turned pale for a moment, and his whole person seemed to be trembling.

"It's my gaffe, I'm sorry, your new love doesn't seem to welcome me very much," Luo Chu seemed to suddenly realize, his eyes suddenly lost focus, and his eyes suddenly looked like there was nothing, gloomy, indifferent, and confused, and continued to change into a cynical look.

"It's an old love." Before Qi Rui could speak, he heard Nan Qiao say these three words lightly, as if he was correcting the mistake of the "new love" that Luo Chu said.

"What do you have to do with me?" Obviously, Luo Chu didn't care about the meaning of these words, and he didn't hear the meaning of Nan Qiao's words.

"yes, it's none of your business."

New love and old love, what does it have to do with you, nature has nothing to do with you.

"I heard, you spoil her very much?" Luo Chu took a glass of wine, leaned half-leaning on the bar, looked at Nan Qiao playfully, and said to Qi Rui.

"Yes." Qi Rui didn't speak, just lowered his head and gave a sigh of gratitude, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

"I'm obsessed with her," Luo Chu took a sip of wine and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Have you fallen in love with her?" Luo Chu shook his wine glass, again and again, waiting for the man's answer, but there was no sound for a long time.

Nan Qiao couldn't see the expression of the man next to him, but he felt it, and the hand he was holding her hand was unconsciously tightened a little, and he was also sweating a little.

Luo Chu saw that Qi Rui didn't react for a long time, and couldn't help laughing, "Look, he can't even give you love?" So what are you trying to do by staying with him? ”

There was still unfinished red wine in the red wine glass in Luo Chu's hand, and in the light, it flickered again and again, making people look confused.

No one spoke, but the noisy laughter around them could not be ignored.

The atmosphere was awkward, but it seemed normal.

"Luo Shao said, a woman like me, I thought Luo Shao knew it," In the end, Nan Qiao broke the silence, "A woman like me naturally doesn't need love, it's enough to have a pet." "It's obviously a very sarcastic and despicable word, but it's normal to be bland, and it doesn't make people feel humble at all, as if they are talking about another woman, another thing, and then stating a fact lightly.

"Yes, a woman like you is a money, what love do you need?" Luo Chu took a sip of the unfinished red wine in the cup, "It's interesting,"

"Otherwise, how could I get into Qi Shao's eyes and stay by his side,"

Luo Chu looked at this woman, naturally leaning on Qi Rui's body, very dependent, very arrogant, one hand on Qi Rui's chest, pulling his shirt, smiling happily, curly hair, red lips and red dress, every place is beautiful and public, except for the beauty and gentleness of the eyebrows and eyes, such eyebrows and eyes are the unique gentleness of Jiangnan, it is very similar to that person, but it is only a little similar to the eyebrows and eyes.

Luo Chu naturally knows that there are many people like her in the world, and he has also met many, many people, eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, demeanor, movements, very normal, but none of them are her, and none of them are completely her.

And what's even more sad is that he hasn't had time to meet her when she grows up, some are just vague memories, relying on his own imagination, imagining what the girl in his heart will look like when she grows up, vaguely, and then looking for them one by one, but he can't find them.

"Would you be interested in throwing yourself into my arms and coming to me? You know, I have a good relationship with Qi Rui," Luo Chu put the wine glass in one place, and approached Nan Qiao a little, a little playful, a little mocking, and there was no half of truth in his smiling pupils.

"Since there is no love, I don't believe that he is reluctant to give up a woman, and he can't find a woman to spoil again?" The words were said to Nan Qiao, but it was Qi Rui who looked at him.

Luo Chu didn't know that he had taken the wrong medicine today, and he came to Qi's house as soon as he got off the plane, and he embarrassed everyone as soon as he entered Qi's house.

He just wanted to see, he wanted to simply see, the three young people of the Qi family, the three young men of the Qi family, who neither bought drunk nor lingered in vocal venues, and the three young men of the Qi family, who had never had a woman by his side, spoiled a woman for two or three years and was not tired, and even brought it home, invited friends, and held a birthday party.

How did he choose to forget, how to choose to successfully forget, he also wanted to know, and wanted to ask, what kind of paralysis he had to make in order to choose, at least sleep peacefully.

"Why not? I'm much better than Miss Qi's popularity, isn't it? Luo Chu glanced at Nan Qiao teasingly, "Follow me, it's not a grievance," and hooked Nan Qiao's chin by the way.

"Okay, who to accompany is not to accompany," who knew that Nan Qiao left Qi Rui's arms, grabbed Luo Chu's hand, and wanted to lean towards him, but was dodged by Luo Chu, but Nan Qiao didn't care, "Qi Shao is willing, I am willing, Luo Shao is willing, I am also willing." ”

Standing in the middle of the two men, leaning against the bar, brushing the curls that fell on his shoulders, his figure is really good.

Because he lowered his head, he couldn't see Qi Sanshao's expression clearly.

I secretly glanced at a few glances next to me, and I was blinded.

This Qi Shao is really generous, he can bear this, thinking about it, it seems that he is just a woman, and he doesn't care very much, or is it that he loves too deeply and can tolerate it.

If it's the latter, it would be terrible.

"Okay, Luo Shao, you still lack women? Didn't you just return to China, strange? What kind of woman did you rob with your brother in vain," there was an interesting person next to him, who noticed the gesture in Qi Rui's eyes, came up and handed Luo Chu a glass of wine, and put it on Luo Chu's shoulder, "Dude, find you a few, you are satisfied!" ”

"Yes, yes, let's go, play together, don't delay others." Another person came up, pulled Luo Chu and left.

"Let's go," Luo Chu patted Qi Rui, who was bowing his head and holding his hands in his pockets, with a deep smile, "If you have time, drink together, it has nothing to do with new and old loves." ”

"Let's go, Sanshao have fun."

Now it's really scattered.

A man's friendship, a glass of wine, a fight, and a party can all be established, and they soon become one.

"Excuse me, are you angry?" After Luo Chu left, Nan Qiao stood in front of Qi Rui, lowered his head, didn't dare to look at the eyes of the man in front of him, and didn't dare to pull the corners of his clothes, without the coquettishness and publicity just now, he whispered, "I didn't mean to," if only she hadn't had the impulse to say that Yuwan was dressed in red wine.

She always pretends to be proud when she is not qualified to be willful, Nan Qiao, Nan Qiao, you are not qualified, you are just a drama, a in the mouth of a few people, a courtesan in the eyes of others, you are not worthy, you are not worthy.

Qi Rui put his arm around Nan Qiao and forced Nan Qiao to look at him, his eyes were distressed, "There's no need to apologize to me, I'm not angry, you don't have to be sorry, it's them who want to say you're sorry, it's them, not you." ”

"Qi Rui?" Nan Qiao wanted to say something, but was interrupted,

"My clothes are dirty, I'll go upstairs and change them?" Qi Rui looked down, the mark of the blueberry cake on Nan Qiao's skirt, Nan Qiao also glanced at him,

"Don't bother, it's not clean anymore, why stain a new one," he smiled at the man after speaking, but the self-deprecation between the words was very obvious.

But obviously, Qi Sanshao didn't like or was happy to hear her say such things.

Qi Rui held Nan Qiao's hand, his hands were very cold, his palms were sweaty, and he looked at this woman's relaxed smile again, and the unknown feelings in his eyes were mostly distressed and reluctant.

"Tired? Send you to rest, or send you back? Qi Rui took off his blazer and draped it on Nan Qiao's shoulders, not forgetting to fold it.

"Qi Rui, will you regret it? Think I'm not worthy? Stay by your side, even..."Even appear in this circle, and even live in this world.

"Don't say such things again, I don't like to hear them," probably realizing that his tone was a little heavy, Qi Rui pulled Nan Qiao's broken hair behind his ear, and said in a gentle way, "You are good enough, as for family background, status, identity, or background, these are not for you to choose," If you want it, I will give it too, this is what Qi Rui wanted to say but didn't say.

"Really? Am I good enough? "Am I good enough? But why are there still so many people mocking me openly and secretly? Insulting me? Talking about me?

"To rest? Or go back? Kindness? Qi Rui obviously didn't want to continue the topic, and he was already very unhappy, so he repeated it again, rest, or go back.

Although it is still gentle and spoiled, it seems to outsiders to be more impatient.

"I'd like to go out and walk alone, okay?" Nan Qiao winked at Qi Rui, as if asking for his consent.

"Okay."

Qi Rui nodded, raised his hand to find a bodyguard over, and instructed them, "Take care of Miss Qiao." ”

Nan Qiao walked to the courtyard outside, the bodyguard followed behind her, halfway through as if she remembered something, turned her head to Qi Rui, and pointed to his blazer draped on herself, meaning to say, I took the clothes.

The smile is bright.

Qi Rui looked at this woman, the back of the fading away, she kept her hands in her pockets after she left, until she disappeared from her sight, the corners of her mouth slanted, smiled, and turned to look at Luo Chu, who had already played with them, indifferent, indifferent. (I'm short of words)

Luo Chu sat in the crowd, drinking wine, toasting, chatting happily and laughing happily.

The villa of the Qi family is a typical Italian architecture, inheriting the architecture of ancient Roman gardens, and in the courtyard, sculptures, fountains, and steps are all necessary.

Nan Qiao walked out of the indoor hall, the courtyard was large, there were few people, it was quiet.

"You don't have to follow me deliberately," Nan Qiao looked behind him, not far away, not close, following a man, quite unaccustomed.

"The young master ordered, let me take care of Miss Qiao," the bodyguard replied with his head down.

"The Qi family is very safe, no one will make trouble, I'm fine, I don't need to take care of it," the voice was cold, not at all like the coquettish wind in front of the man just now.

"But,"

"I said, I want to walk alone."

"Okay, Miss Joe." In the end, the bodyguard didn't say anything, just walked back a few steps, separated by a distance of a few meters, and still followed Nan Qiao, just giving Nan Qiao enough space to go and walk alone.

Nan Qiao didn't say anything more, he listened to people's orders, in order to survive, the work he did was not easy for anyone, and there was no need to make too many difficulties.

Nanqiao likes this courtyard of the Qi family very much, the plants are composed of boxwood or cypress trees with floral pattern tree altars, rarely decorated with flowers, and attaches great importance to the treatment of water, borrowing terrain steps to build channels, gathering water sources at high places, forming layers of falling waterfalls, using the height difference pressure, forming a variety of fountains of the same shape, in the shape of a tower, or installing the statue on the wall, forming a wall spring as a decorative ornament, the shape is diverse, there are exquisite carved stone railings, stone altar jar inscriptions, and marble statues with the theme of classical mythology, etc., As a result, it has formed an Italian terrace-style garden with its own style, and it can be seen that the owner is very exquisitely decorated.

The wind was very strong, she unconsciously gathered the blazer on her shoulders, the faint smell of perfume, it smelled very good, it was not strong or glamorous at this time, fresh and elegant.

Nan Qiao smiled, took off the coat on his shoulder, put it on his hand, and continued to walk back and forth slowly, never deviating from the track.

"Luo Chu?"

Nan Qiao saw the figure of a man, swaying and walking in his direction with his head down, his suit jacket was held in his hand, his tie was torn off, and his shirt was unbuttoned.

Because Luo Chu is very tall, even if he lowers his head, Nan Qiao can still vaguely see his appearance clearly, his face is pale, but the roots of his ears are a little red, obviously drunk.

Nan Qiao seemed to remember something, and respectfully shouted politely when he walked in front of him, "Luo Shao,"

Luo Chu raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him with a puzzled expression, why is it so familiar?! Looks okay?! Who is this!

As soon as he wanted to speak, he was stopped by the man who followed closely behind.

"Miss Qiao, Mr. Luo is drunk, don't you mind,"

Nan Qiao watched him skillfully take the suit jacket from Luo Chu's hand, and saw that his relationship with Luo Chu was also quite close, it should be a secretary or assistant, so he didn't ask too much, nodded, and turned around to leave.

Drunk, don't provoke it at will, someone will care anyway.

"Miss Joe? Where did you come from, Miss Joe?! Luo Chu suddenly opened his mouth and shouted.

Miss Joe? Where is it? Where is anyone?!

"Mr. Luo, I'll send you back, you're drunk," the secretary looked at his own president, and then at Nan Qiao, and he was also helpless, it was really a narrow road.

Usually the amount of alcohol is not very good, and it is quite homemade, there is nothing wrong with it, and the wine is also very good, what happened today, my brain is pumping, and I plan to go crazy on the spot?!

"No one is my Acho! No one is qualified to replace my Aqiao as Miss Qiao of Nancheng! Luo Chu staggered up from the secretary's body and stepped back, maybe he was really drunk, a little unstable, looking like he was about to fall, Nan Qiao pulled his hand in time to help him, and suddenly, the distance between the two people was very close.

Luo Chu saw the long eyelashes on Nan Qiao's big eyes, and also brushed light orange eyeshadow, which was shiny, and looked good in the night. Nan Qiao could also feel his breath and the faint smell of perfume on his body, which was different from the smell on Qi Rui's body.

Luo Chu raised his hand, wanting to touch Nan Qiao's eyelashes, they were sparkling, they were so beautiful.

The scene was awkward at one point.

Nan Qiao pushed Luo Chu away in time and pushed him to the secretary, "Mr. Luo really seems to have drunk too much, you send her back, don't forget to tell the servant to make him a cup of sobering tea," he was very calm to the secretary, as if nothing had happened.

Also, nothing happened in the first place!

"Okay, Miss Qiao, let's go back." Secretaries are also sensible.

"Miss Joe?" How do you know that Luo Chu hasn't played yet, he pulled Nan Qiao's wrist again, pulled Nan Qiao, and the whole person's center of gravity went down.

It hurts, big brother!

"Ajo? Ajo, is that you? Ah Qiao, are you back, I know, Ah Qiao, you will definitely come back,"

"I'm not,"

"Aqiao, I miss you so much, you know?"

The secretary watched his president get drunk and go crazy and threw himself at others.

looked at this Miss Qiao with a sympathetic look and retreated, waving her hand to refuse, but she was afraid that he would really fall, so she looked very embarrassed and cramped.

It's funny.

"Luo Shao, you are drunk, I am not your Aqiao, do you see clearly?" Nan Qiao finally pushed him away, forcing the man to look at himself and take a good look at himself.

"And who are you?"

"I am..."Nan Qiao was interrupted by Luo Chu before he could finish speaking,

"Okay, I don't want to know who you are, not my Aqiao, everyone is the same, everyone is the same,"

It's not my Acho, it's the same for everyone.

It's not Luo Chu's Aqiao, everyone is the same.

After speaking, Luo Chu was like a ball that was deflated all of a sudden, and the whole person collapsed.

If there were some children's willful nonsense just now, now it has dropped to the freezing point, and no one is allowed to approach.

"Mr. Luo, the driver is here, I'll send you back." The secretary saw a car parked outside the courtyard not far away, and whether he saw it or not, whether it was his car or not, took it away first.

We can't afford to lose face any longer.

Nan Qiao watched the two get into the car and walked away completely, before he withdrew his gaze, and when he turned his head, he met the gaze of Qi Rui, who was standing under the lamp and looking at him.

"Qi Rui?"

How long has he been standing? He saw it all just now?

"He, he's drunk." Nan Qiao was a little nervous, like a weak explanation, and he could only say that he was drunk, was he really drunk! Didn't lie!

Qi Rui frowned, "His alcohol consumption has always been very good. Approaching Nan Qiao, he picked up the coat that had fallen to the ground and draped it on her shoulders again, and then he stretched his brows slightly, although his face was still cold.

So, he frowned and got angry just now, because he was afraid that he would catch a cold?

"Maybe I encountered something sad and remembered a sad person, so no matter how good the amount of alcohol is, it's useless," Nan Qiao seemed to be moved.

"I know."

Qi Rui's eyes were gray, "Today is that person's birthday, no accident, that is, the day she died, he should be sad." ”

Qi Rui is the same as Luo Chu, no matter how many years have passed, no matter how long has passed, when describing that girl, he will unconsciously avoid words like "death day" and "death", as if that person is just leaving, asleep, and still living in a corner of the world, and even avoids mentioning her name and mentioning those two words.

They know that they can't deceive others, so they start to deceive themselves, and in the end, the people around them can only deceive them gradually.

It's not just Luo Chu who is sad, but also him, and many people.

"It's getting late, I'll send you back." Every time "she" is mentioned, even if it is just one word, this man, even the excuse is very clumsy, "it's late", "tired......

"Okay." However, Nan Qiao got used to it.

Because it's not just her.

At the beginning, when she appeared beside Qi Rui in a high-profile manner, there were a lot of gossips.

Most of the media reported on some, "Cinderella counterattacked a high-class socialite", "entered the entertainment industry and entered the upper class", "Qi Shao is affectionate and obsessed with love", some are not, they are all watched, they are very general, the same, all are routines.

It's just that occasionally there will be some people who will associate her with the Miss Jiang family back then, especially, when someone calls her "Miss Qiao", instead of Miss Nan, or Miss Nan Qiao, and the three young men of the Qi family, who have the slightest involvement in the Miss Jiang family in their hearts, can shrink themselves The three young men of the Qi family, this time, there is no reaction after hearing it, it can be regarded as a tacit acquiescence to such an appearance and existence, this is Nan Qiao, so that more people notice the difference of Nan Qiao.

At the beginning, Jiang Qiao, also called Miss Qiao, was also known as "Miss Qiao".

Old lady Jiang named her "Joe", in addition to emulating the glamorous dignity of the ancients "Big and Small Joe".

"Joe", towering, arbor, housewarming, beautiful meaning, arbor family, that is, noble, and "proud", proud and noble, but, Joe, and pretend, pretend, but still does not affect its own meaning, beautiful and noble, proud and dazzling.

And Nan Qiao may be the negative meaning that is not considered.

Later, Nan Qiao starred as the heroine of the movie invested by Qi Rui and officially appeared in front of the public. Some people say that Nan Qiao's face, the facial features are very soft, especially the eyes, big and godly, rare and pure, but the whole is aggressive and plastic, some people say, but it is just a little drama, but fortunately, the topic is high and the box office is not bad.

Everyone compared Nan Qiao with the previous "Miss Qiao", but no one dared to mention the "Miss Qiao" casually, and only secretly discussed a few words behind their backs.

Everyone said that Qi Rui fell in love with her appearance, her name, and her resemblance, so he tolerated her temper, her habits, and her debauchery.

"Stop."

When the car was halfway through, Luo Chu, who was sitting in the back seat, opened his mouth, and his tone was calm and self-controlled, not at all like the man who was drunk just now.

"Mr. Luo?" The secretary sitting in the passenger seat, through the rearview mirror, looked at his president, still with his head down, this place is not easy to park.

"Stop."

The driver still found a place and listened to the car on the side of the road.

"Mr. Luo, what's wrong?" The secretary turned his head to look at the president he had followed for many years.

Today's Luo is really capricious and judgmental.

"Get out of the car." Luo Chu raised his head slightly, "Leave the car keys." It was a commanding tone, cold and unrefutable.

"Mr. Luo?" What's going on here?

"I'll get you out of the car." The tone was a little heavier, and he seemed a little impatient.

"Mr. Luo, you're drinking," the secretary persuaded him with good words, hoping to persuade him to come back, "Where are you going, the driver will send you the same." "A drunkard, just got drunk and went crazy, calmed down for a while, and now I still want to drag racing, big brother, the domestic drunk driving investigation is very strict, even if you just returned to China, you have to have a little basic common sense, the most caught to go to jail, when the time comes, I will make headlines, I have to go to prison to hand over the work to you.

However, it is of no avail.

"Die, will you come with you?" Luo Chu raised his head and looked at the secretary's gaze, deep and cold, but it seemed to be saying extremely flat words.

"Get out of the car." Obviously, Mr. Luo didn't want to explain too much, so he opened the car door, got out of the car, and walked to the driver's seat of the front door.

"Okay, Mr. Luo, take care of yourself." The driver was the first to get out of the car, leaving the keys in the car, looking like I couldn't mess with.

The secretary glanced at it uncomfortably, and then got out of the car.

Before he could stand still, the car started and drove away.

At eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening, on the day of returning to China, the secretary and a driver who did not have a car could not stop shivering, but it was not entirely because of the cold.

The secretary faintly felt that in the city of Nancheng, he shouldn't have come back with his family Luo, or I should go to the airport, buy a plane ticket, and go back to the United States.

I forgot to mention that this secretary is called Wang Xizhou, and he is a key person.

"I'm here, thank you for sending me back, see you tomorrow."

Qi Rui drove Nan Qiao to the downstairs of Nan Qiao's community, because of the second half of the night, and it arrived quickly, and it was very quiet along the way, there were no people or even any vehicles.

"Okay, good night." Qi Rui smiled sideways at Nan Qiao.

"Good night."

Nan Qiao unbuckled his seat belt and was about to get out of the car with half the car door, "Aqiao,"

"Huh?" Nan Qiao turned his head, and the hair scattered on his shoulders was gently shaken, and was brushed aside by Nan Qiao.

"Don't grieve yourself,"

"Okay."

This is a sentence that Qi Rui often says to Nan Qiao, "Don't wronged yourself", and Nan Qiao told Qi Rui more than once, I am not wronged, really, not wronged.

Many times, Nan Qiao doesn't know where this grievance comes from, which makes people feel very wronged, and Nan Qiao doesn't know what it means to be wronged or what not to be wronged.

But Nan Qiao is undoubtedly lucky, and she will never wronged herself.

Qi Rui sat in the car and watched Nan Qiao's departing back, and did not drive away until he completely disappeared from his sight.

Qi Rui often picks up and drops off Nan Qiao, but he never gets out of the car, not once, always parks the car to the side, and he sits in the driver's seat, quietly waiting for Nan Qiao to get in the car and send Nan Qiao off.

"Nan Qiao,"

Nan Qiao entered the house, didn't plan to turn on the light, changed his shoes, and saw a figure sitting on the sofa, with his head down, his hands supporting his forehead, depressed and anxious.

"Why are you here?" Nan Qiao said very sparsely and ordinarily, but he walked towards the restaurant without caring about him, nor did he intend to entertain him, but just poured himself a glass of water and took a big sip.

She's really tired, tonight, especially tired.

"It's so late, where have you been? With the young master of the Qi family again? "Listening to the voice is a man, the tone and attitude are very forbearing, and he is also very impatient, probably waiting too long.

Nan Qiao didn't answer, which was a tacit acquiescence.

"Is something happening to Aunt Nan?"

Nan Qiao poured herself another glass of water.

"No, she's in the hospital, she's fine."

"With Sanshao's care, she will naturally be fine." That's how Nan Qiao replied.

Yes, with the care of the three young people of the Qi family, it is naturally good, and everything is convenient.

"Is there anything else?" Nan Qiao took a big sip of water, put the cup on the table, and said, "I'm tired, if it's okay, I'll go to rest, it's late, you can go back too." With that, he went to the back room, not intending to keep him.

No one turned on the lights in the room, it was always dark, but fortunately, there was a slight hint of light in the night outside, so I could still see some directions, and simply look at an outline.

When he was halfway there, he suddenly seemed to have something important, and turned his head and pointed to the table on the side, "There is some money on the table, which is considered living expenses, Aunt Nan is not in good health, buy her more things." "I didn't look at the people on the couch too much.

The man sitting on the sofa is called Nantian, and Nan Qiao's aunt who has been mentioned from the mouth after entering the door is Nantian's mother and Nan Qiao's adoptive mother.

was sick, had surgery a few years ago, and her health has not been particularly good, and now she is nursing in a nursing home, and she has been living in a nursing home, and Qi Rui entrusted someone to take care of her.

Over the years, the money for Aunt Nan's illness and hospitalization and surgery was all from Nan Qiao, to be precise, from Qi Rui, including Nantian's daily living expenses.

Nantian is Aunt Nan's biological son, regarded as Nan Qiao's elder brother, and has no serious work, and has been doing some part-time jobs sporadically, half of which is because of Aunt Nan's illness and needs to be taken care of from time to time, and part of the reason is because of Nantian's character, he is always some, with low eyes and low hands, and complains about life excessively.

Fortunately, in these years, there is Qi Rui.

Nan Qiao has always been very grateful to Qi Rui, and it is precisely because of this that Nan Qiao is reminded all the time that Qi Rui is good, and she and Qi Rui are never people of the same world, and they are always vigilant about Nan Qiao.

Nantian, who had been sitting on the sofa, finally stood up, got up from the sofa, sat down again, lowered his head and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Today is your birthday, happy birthday." ”

"Thank you." Nan Qiao didn't look back, but said thank you lightly, and then walked into the room, closed the door, and didn't care about the person outside the door.

Nan Qiao, who entered the room, closed the door and leaned against the door.

Today is your birthday, and everyone is wishing you a happy birthday, but this is Nan Qiao's birthday, my dear Aqiao, what about your birthday? Does anyone still remember?

Nan Qiao didn't even want to take a shower, lying on the bed, too late to take off the high heels on the soles of his feet.

It is said that Cinderella's crystal slipper will bring good luck to people, and even princesses envy it.

Why didn't she like it at all.

If she could, she would not want to wear a crystal slipper or meet a prince.

Nan Qiao looked at the gray ceiling, the apartment where Nan Qiao lives now was arranged by Qi Rui, the night scene is very beautiful, Nan Qiao is afraid of loneliness, and he is also afraid of the dark, he can't sleep at all without turning on the light, but Nan Qiao is afraid of turning on the light.

There were no stars outside the window, but they were still mottled and shining, but she fell on Nan Qiao's body through the window.

The corners of Nan Qiao's mouth twitched, but you are Cinderella.

Nan Qiao closed his eyes.

She hates the night, she hates quiet, she hates loneliness, but she lives in the dark and lives a lonely life.

After a while, Nan Qiao heard the sound of the door being closed outside, very lightly, very lightly, and the person who closed the door was really careful and careful.

Nan Qiao opened the door of his bedroom, the person who was originally sitting on the sofa left, and Nan Qiao finally turned on the light.

The lights in the living room were bright and harsh.

The whole room was empty, it was Nan Qiao left, and it was quiet.

There was an obvious indentation on the sofa cushion, and it was obvious that the person who had just sat there had been sitting there for a long, long time, in such a quiet and dark place, for a long, long time.

Nan Qiao, you are so cheap.

Nan Qiao squatted on the ground with herself in her arms, helpless and hesitant, her small body shrunk into a circle, small, very weak, and kept trembling, if she hadn't seen the tears oozing from the corners of her eyes, she couldn't detect or hear at all, it turned out that she was crying.

On the other side, Luo Chu had already crossed most of the city at this time. When the sky began to light slightly, he came to a cemetery on the outskirts of Nancheng, where his Aqiao was buried.

Luo Chu knelt in front of a cemetery, his hands trembling and his eyes teary-eyed.

He trembled and touched her name engraved on the tombstone, Jiang Qiao, there is nothing else, not even a photo, Luo Chu is almost unable to remember her appearance, the girl he put in his heart, the girl who has not had time to grow up, the eyebrows and eyes are crooked, the smile is shallow, and the soft and glutinous call, "Brother A Chu", it's so good.

That's his Acho, it's his unique Ajo, and it's the best Ajo.

"Ajo, happy birthday."

"Ajo, I miss you."

"Aqiao, I don't dare to miss you."

At this moment, the proud and sunny teenager was like an addict, and he didn't have any life, just blindly lowered his head, against his head, and his hands hung down in one place, but he clenched his fists.

Past events.

When Luo Chu first met Jiang Qiao, he was in the Qi family.

That day was the ninth birthday of the third young master of the Qi family, that is, Qi Rui, and the eight-year-old Luo Chu met the five-year-old Jiang Qiao, and he looked at him for ten thousand years.

"Third brother, happy birthday,"

When little Jiang Qiao handed the gift to Qi Rui, Luo Chu and Qi Rui were in the courtyard outside.

"When did you have an extra sister?"