The car was parked here, and he stared at the page of his phone for a long time, smoking cigarettes one after another.

After all, he still didn't have the courage to call her again.

Zhao Siqing just came out of the shower here, remembering Yang Jingqiu's words not long ago, she walked to the window and gently opened the curtains, looking at the black Maybach downstairs and losing her mind.

It was snowing heavily outside the window, the snowflakes were like goose feathers, there were very few pedestrians on the road, and occasionally cars passed by, and the headlights were projected far away in the snow, and it was a little lonely in the night.

There was a thick frost on the window, and Zhao Siqing didn't see it very clearly, she reached out and gently wiped the glass a little.

Faintly, she could see the car in a silvery white field, with a thick layer of snow falling on the roof.

He leaned against the car in a black coat, his head bowed and smoked, and the snow fell all over his hair and shoulders, making his face even whiter.

Not long after, a text message came in on the phone, it was Huo Jingchen, and there were only two short words: [Go downstairs. 】

Zhao Siqing looked at those two words and lost his mind for a while, and then put the phone back in silence.

She lowered her eyes, gently closed the curtains, turned around and turned off the bedroom headlights, leaving only one bedside lamp and climbed into bed.

The night was dark, and the heating in the house was so good that a thin sundress was enough.

But the more this is the case, the more I can feel the bitter coldness outside.

Huo Jingchen repeatedly turned out her number for a long time, but in the end only these two words were issued......

Unfortunately, the lights in the room went out shortly after the text message was sent.

Huo Jingchen looked at the darkened room, and his eyes darkened a little.

He put his phone away and lit another cigarette, clearly with no intention of leaving.

After Zhao Siqing went to bed, she wanted to sleep well, but lying on a somewhat unfamiliar bed, she didn't feel sleepy.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she could think of the man standing outside in the snow, and the black umbrella he held up for her on that rainy night.

Tossing and turning for nearly an hour, there was no movement on the phone, as if he had never sent that text message.

After a while, Zhao Siqing got up again, walked to the window, lifted the corner of the curtain, and looked down.

He's still there, like he's smoking.

The lights had gone out, and it looked as if he was going to wait here without the slightest intention of leaving.

He was downstairs, and Zhao Siqing was in front of the window.

When Yang Jingqiu pushed the door in, he saw Zhao Siqing wearing a shawl, holding his arms and looking downstairs in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Not going to see him?" Yang Jingqiu asked.

Zhao Siqing was silent for a while and shook his head gently.

Yang Jingqiu stood in front of the window with her for a while, and her eyes fell on Huo Jingchen through the small piece that was wiped clean on the glass, and said lightly: "He has been standing for four hours." ”

Zhao Siqing didn't make a sound, but the hand wrapped in the shawl tightened a little.

Yang Jingqiu raised her eyes to look at her and said slowly: "Distressed? ”

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing was in a trance, and didn't know how to speak for a while.

After a while, she just asked softly, "Before, why didn't you agree with me to be with him?" ”

Yang Jingqiu sneered and said bluntly: "You haven't seen his methods, he is ruthless and ruthless, and I don't know how many families have been overturned in the past few years." If he falls in love with you, you can only be his, but I have raised you for so many years, I know best what kind of character you are, how can you be willing to be raised as a canary. ”

Zhao Siqing was silent and silent, looking at the man downstairs in a mess.

Yang Jingqiu didn't care about her anymore, turned around and said, "It's best to disperse, as long as you can disperse." ”

Zhao Siqing retracted her gaze and couldn't help but call out to her: "Mom." ”

Yang Jingqiu paused in her footsteps, turned to look at her, Zhao Siqing was silent for a few seconds and said softly: "You... Can you help me persuade him? ”