An Xiaoli easily saw the red sports car parked not far away.

After seeing the young man with his eyes closed, An Xiaoli couldn't help but speed up her pace and ran towards him.

She ran out of the car door, panting slightly and breathing heavily.

The boy in the car had his eyes closed and his forehead tilted, as if he had fallen asleep.

Black bangs covered the corners of his forehead, and his clothes were very thin, and the light from the window came in, leaving a hazy halo around his body.

He sat there alone, and two words involuntarily appeared in An Xiaoli's mind.

Lonely.

When I think about it, my heart stabs.

An Xiaoli adjusted her breathing, took a light breath, and raised her hand to knock on the car door.

"Knock, knock, knock."

In a quiet space, it is exceptionally clear.

Jiu Lan frowned, and then opened his eyes slowly, the gaze at the bottom of his eyes was sharp at first, he turned his head, and the originally chaotic vision slowly cleared, and he saw the person standing outside the door.

The originally cold face froze for a moment.

The terrifying emotion in his eyes immediately dissipated and lightened.

He didn't speak, and An Xiaoli didn't speak.

The two looked at each other quietly through the car door.

An Xiaoli's face was a little pale, in order to see that he had just opened his eyes, that moment was terrifying.

I don't know how long it took.

It was Jiu Lan Crack who spoke first, he sat up straight, buckled the steering wheel with his slender fingertips, looked at her, and spoke in a lazy tone as much as possible: "You don't sleep well, why are you here?" ”

An Xiaoli breathed softly, and then asked, "What about you, what are you doing in the middle of the night when you run to the car and open the window to sleep?" ”

A flash of emotion flashed in Jiu Lan's cracked eyes, and then smiled indifferently: "I'm hot, come here to escape the heat." ”

“……”

An Xiaoli pursed her lips and looked at him without speaking.

Jiu Lan's face was a little uncomfortable, or rather, it was to avoid her pure and clear eyes, so she didn't look away and didn't speak.

A cool breeze from outside blew in and blew on the skin.

Jiu Lan Crack opened the car door and said coldly: "Come in, it's cold outside." ”

An Xiaoli grabbed the car door, sat in, and closed the door.

The Nine Orchids Crack lifted the window, blocking out the cold wind outside.

The car was quieter.

Jiulan cracked the window and turned her head, not speaking again.

An Xiaoli raised her eyes and looked at him.

"You're upset, you're venting, aren't you?" He asked.

Jiulan cleft his eyes lowered, thick long eyelashes, and delicate eyebrow bones hidden in the darkness, so that people could not see his emotions.

But inexplicably made her feel that a faint anger was suppressed by him.

An Xiaoli seemed to be out of the way, and said, "Jiu Lan Crack, you're not okay at all, but sad, right?" ”

"You have nowhere to vent, so just punish yourself to vent, right?"

In fact, he is not as indifferent as he seems on the surface, he is high up and no one disdains, he actually cares a lot in his heart, after all, it is his father.

And said such insulting words.

In front of so many people, he smashed him mercilessly.

How sad and sad that must be.

He was also his only father.

He said "that person" on his lips and his attitude was cold, but the fact is that he just cares about family affection.

But he has endured it, hidden, and has not even implicated a word in her, even the slightest emotion.

Instead, they take this form of self-punishment to vent.

How is he, so stupid.