Only a small candle was lit in the dark room, slender and slender.

A small halo reminded Qing Qian of the big red lantern that had just been along the lake. It's so big and so red, it's bright and bright all the way, the weather is cold at night, and there are actually no more people on the shore of the lake. The small candle in front of me was so faint, but it illuminated the warmth of the room.

The candle sprout made a clear sound, and a small halo broke. He Shiyi retreated to the outer room, and only Qing Qian and Liang Biqi were left in the dark room.

"Didn't you say don't bring outsiders here?" Liang Biqi's voice was obviously angry, and her sharp and cold eyes stared at Qing Qian, making Qing Qian dare not look directly.

"I'm sorry, I ...... I. Qing Qian originally wanted to explain something, but when he thought that Liang Biqi did have instructions, he could only be silent.

"How little experience do you have?" Liang Biqi has already had a plan in her heart since she saw He Shiyi. Seeing that he was guilty, he was in such a situation now, and it was in vain to say anything. After a moment of silence, he said again; "Do you have a silver ticket with you?"

"Huh?" Qing Qian didn't expect her to ask this question.

"I want to buy something...... "Liang Biqi has a slight impatience on her face.

"What do you want? I'll buy it for you. Qingqian was apologetic, and he didn't doubt him, so he hurriedly spoke.

"No, you don't." Liang Biqi's tone was stiff.

"Well, that's all." Seeing Liang Biqi like this, she hurriedly opened the small bag in her hand and gave Liang Biqi all the silver tickets.

"Thank you, even if I borrowed you, he will pay it back one day...... You don't have to come here these days, since your father said don't go to Qianqian, you don't have to go. Take care of yourself, too. Liang Biqi carefully put away the silver ticket and took a look at it. There was a sad look on his face.

"Well, don't worry, my father will come out soon." Qingqian's mind was slightly chaotic, and he just said a few words of comfort to Liang Biqi.

"How did you work in the military department? Father ...... "I can't help it, and I think about my tone lightly."

"You don't need to know this, it's not too late, you can go back quickly!" Liang Biqi suddenly changed her cold face again.

"Okay." A shallow retracted hand.

Yan He and the others came out of the six alleys, and it was almost late at night.

The driver, Xiao Zhang, waited outside for most of the night, and Ran Ben was curious about what the two of them were doing in these six alleys. Six alleys, Jinyuan's famous "fireworks alley". The so-called "dazzling land" is also divided into three, six, nine and so on. The area around Liutiao Hutong is the activity place of some women with poor appearance, old and decrepit, or secret prostitutes.

Seeing that the two of them looked solemn after they came out, Zhang Ben knew each other and drove dutifully without saying a word.

Entering the living room, the maids and maids had already fallen asleep, and Qingqian made strong tea for the two of them.

"You've met Aunt Bi, and it's not as simple as you think." The reason why Qingqian decided to let He Shiyi go to see Liang Biqi was that he hoped in his heart that He Shiyi could help more. Actually, there are still some concerns in my heart. However, since he has decided to believe everything he has been treating himself in the past few days, it is a complete trust and entrustment.

Since the afternoon when I heard Aunt Bi mention He Wetyi, I began to think a lot. The many encounters with He Shiyi, the sudden arrest of his father, and the things left by his father...... Is there really no doubt? However, there seems to be no doubt. Maybe that's how it happened! It's just that Aunt Bi actually did something in the military department, and she never expected it.

"Well, it's a long-term matter." He Shiyi took a sip of tea and frowned slightly; "Aunt Bi is being wanted by the military department, you know?"

"Ahh Why? Qing Qian was shocked.

"I don't know the specific situation internally." He Shiyi's brows were tightly locked, and he seemed to be distressed.

"But what to do? Is it because of Aunt Bi that the military department arrested his father? At this moment, Qing Qian's eyes showed a rare panic.

"Since the person arrested by the military department is Aunt Bi, as long as she doesn't show up, my uncle will not be in danger. I'll go to Colonel Qin's trip and think of a way. He Shiyi put down the cup in his hand, as if he had made a decision after repeated discussions.

"But, ...... so late." Qing looked at the night outside, and felt slightly apologetic.

"There is no time, I must go to Linjiang tomorrow as ordered." He Shiyi had already gotten up and was ready to go out.

"I'll send you." Qing Qian knows that the matter is urgent, and this is not the time to be formal.

In the end, I drank the heavy wine, and I tossed several times at night, and in the second half of the night, I still couldn't wait, and I fell asleep.

At dawn, He came back from outside.

The green sara tent was lifted lightly, and the light sleep in front of him was lovely, gentle and supple like a kitten. His cheeks were slightly red, and a few strands of hair were scattered on the quilt. Such a quiet and quiet sleep time, she is afraid that it is rare in the near future!

"I'm sorry." Bowing his head and kissing Qingqian's forehead, He Shiyi whispered in Qingqian's ear.

I'm really sorry, I don't ask you to forgive me for my decision at this moment. There is not much I can save here and now. The next time we meet, it's time to send you abroad. He Shiyi silently looked at the shallowness in his sleep, and the obsession in his eyes was probably the concentration that he had never been aware of.

"Hmm." The sleeping people seem to be disturbed. Lean slightly to the side for a more comfortable sleeping position.

In the dream, I felt that I was in a reckless plain, with nothing to lose. When he was panicking, he suddenly felt a chill on his wrist and woke up suddenly. When he opened his eyes, He Shiyi was sitting on the edge of the bed, smiling lightly. Looking at his wrist, there was already a blue jade bracelet.

"You're back." Gently tuck your long hair and sit up lightly.

"Well, I've already discussed it with Colonel Qin, and we'll make plans after I get back. During this time, he will protect his uncle. The corners of He Shiyi's eyes were gloomy, and he knew that he must have been running around all night, and he suddenly felt very sorry.

"Well, this?" The jade bracelet is light and lightly caressed, clear and lush, and the pure natural green lining of the wrist is thin and fair.

"This bracelet is a good match for you." He Shiyi stood beside the bed, staring at the jade bracelet on Qingqian's wrist.

"I'll go and tell the kitchen to prepare some breakfast, and you can finish eating before you leave!" Looking up at the window, Qing Qian picked up his coat and prepared to get up.

"No, the car is already waiting outside, I'm here to say goodbye to you." He wet clothes pressed Qing Qian's body to get up.

"......" Qingqian lowered her head, and He Shiyi couldn't see her expression clearly.

"I'll go first, and someone will be sent to Linjiang to find me." He Shiyi let go of the hand that was holding Qingqian's shoulders and prepared to get up. As soon as he turned around, behind him, Qing Qian suddenly pounced and hugged He Shiyi.

Outside the window, a hazy mist floats and sinks in the air, and the yard seems to have fallen into an ignorant dream. The huge red pomegranate also seems unreal in this layer of vanity. He Shiyi stood quietly in the room, looking at the pomegranate with bent branches in the yard, his mind crossed that day in the hospital, holding a bouquet of pomegranate flowers in his shallow hand, slim and elegant, and his stiff body slowly relaxed.

In the room, the two of them were motionless, and there was a lingering silence in the air.

"You'll be back early." Qingqian's voice was very low, but He Shiyi still heard it.

"Hmm." He Shiyi's throat tightened.

Stepping out of the shallow room, He Shiyi sat quietly in the living room of Yan Mansion for a while, the hall was still the same set of rosewood Ming-style furniture in the past, the rich dark purple seemed to be faintly black in the silent morning mist, and it was no longer as smooth as a layer of lacquer. In the window of the living room, the piano was covered with a dark white gauze cover, which was carefully shelved by the owner.

He Shiyi just sat silently, quietly without a sound, cold and hard. But there is a slight difference from the fog around it. It seems colder and harder than those dead things. Wu Wu came in from outside to urge He Shiyi to leave, and when he saw his appearance, he hesitated for a long time, and finally He Shiyi got up by himself.

It was still dark, there were people who got up early to sell breakfast, and cars were driving slowly on the cold streets. Through the rearview mirror, He Shiyi looked at the outside of Yan's house, and the little bit of fire gradually moved away, blurred, and finally disappeared.