The middle-aged man was still saying something, but Ruan Jiaojiao couldn't hear it at all.

Her whole mind was on Fu Qiran.

She looked at his back, thin and thin, the hands hanging at his sides clenched, as if she was trying to suppress something.

The man who should be Fu Qiran's father scolded and scolded, and finally turned to leave.

Fu Qiran stood there alone, not moving for a long time.

The moon overhead, which was supposed to be bright, didn't know when it was covered by dark clouds, and no light could be seen at all.

Darkness seemed to envelop Fu Qiran's whole body.

The darkness was consuming him, and it seemed to want him to become darkness too.

The thin back gradually shrank in Ruan Jiaojiao's eyes, and she suddenly had a thought that she would regret it if she didn't do something.

Ruan Jiaojiao bit her lip and raised her foot to walk towards Fu Qiran.

She wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, gently rubbed his back with her little face, and said in a coquettish voice, "Mr. Fu, why are you standing outside?" It's so cold outside. ”

Fu Qiran's body was stiff, and his body was terrifyingly cold.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "When did you come?" ”

Ruan Jiaojiao said "hmm", and said coquettishly: "Just now, I came down to buy water, and I saw Mr. Fu at the door, so I came over." ”

"What is Mr. Fu doing standing here?"

Fu Qiran let go of his fist, turned around and hugged Ruan Jiaojiao into his arms.

He pressed Ruan Jiaojiao's head his chest, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't do anything, I just stood casually." ”

"Then Mr. Fu has stood enough?" Ruan Jiaojiao asked.

"Well, enough of the stands." Fu Qiran's voice was still low.

Ruan Jiaojiao laughed, took the initiative to hold Fu Qiran's big hand and said, "Mr. Fu, your hands are so cold, it's so cold outside, let's go back." ”

"Okay." Fu Qiran held Ruan Jiaojiao's little hand and squeezed it gently.

He pulled Ruan Jiaojiao towards the hotel, and the light hit him, as if to dispel the deep darkness.

Under the dazzling light, Fu Qiran squinted his eyes slightly, looking down at Ruan Jiaojiao, whose face was flushed with a touch of ruddy.

"Jiaojiao wants to drink water, why don't you let the people in the hotel bring it to you?" He asked.

"I don't think it's better to trouble others, and Mr. Fu hasn't come back so late, I think if I go downstairs to buy water and just happen to meet Mr. Fu?"

"It turns out that I made the right decision, didn't I meet Mr. Fu?"

Ruan Jiaojiao said with a smile, her delicate little face full of joy.

Fu Qiran hooked his lips, and his face showed a little tenderness.

He raised his hand and rubbed Ruan Jiaojiao's soft hair, and said with a bit of praise: "Jiaojiao is so smart. ”

"Of course~" Ruan Jiaojiao raised her little face proudly, "I'm a person who can fix air conditioners!" ”

The smile on Fu Qiran's face deepened.

"Well, Jiaojiao is amazing, Jiaojiao is awesome, even the air conditioner can be repaired."

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded vigorously and entered the elevator hand in hand with Fu Qiran.

The temperature of Ruan Jiaojiao's palm spread to Fu Qiran's palm, warming his body and heart.

Today's mood that has deteriorated because of the so-called father has gradually dissipated in Ruan Jiaojiao's delicate voice.

Fu Qiran looked down at the hands held tightly by the two, and the smile on his face was more real.

"Jiaojiao."

He called her name.

"Don't let go of my hand.".

Otherwise, he didn't know what he would do.