Chapter 35: The second brother has never looked through Xiao Nuan
The smile on the corner of Song Zhiyi's mouth became even more presumptuous, and this time he really looked back at her.
The amber eyes were extraordinarily transparent, revealing some meaningful traces.
"It's worthy of Xiao Nuan, so can you guess what I'm thinking?"
Song Zhinuan was also honest, and shook his head directly, "Xiao Nuan has never been able to see through the second brother." β
Think about it carefully, when did you start to become estranged from Song Zhiyi?
vaguely remembers that it seems that when she was a few years old, Song Zhiyi's temperament suddenly changed, and since then, there has been an inexplicable gap between her and her.
Although it has never been broken.
Song Zhiyi raised his eyebrows and smiled, indeed like a goblin who charmed all beings, he squinted at her slightly, as if he was careless and said with emotion: "Second brother is also ...... I've never seen through Xiao Nuan. β
Song Zhinuan raised his eyes, and something seemed to flash in an instant.
"What does the second brother refer to?" She asked lightly.
The smile on his face remained the same, this time he didn't look at her again, he kept looking ahead, and his voice was soft as if he didn't, "Of course...... It's the part that was hidden by Xiao Nuan. β
The street lights outside the window suddenly went out for some reason.
The interior of the car was plunged into darkness for a moment.
The transparent window seemed to reflect the corners of her slightly raised lips, which were fleeting overnight.
Inexplicably, there is some coldness.
The night was even colder.
Until, the car arrived at the door of Song Zhinuan's apartment.
Song Zhinuan got out of the car, looked at Song Zhiyi who got out of the car with a smile, and said, "Thank you, second brother, be careful on the road." β
She waved at him.
Song Zhiyi leaned in front of the car door and looked at her, squinting and smiling, "Xiao Nuan is not curious about what the second brother wanted to ask you just now?" β
Song Zhinuan tilted his head, his delicate and cute little face was an extraordinarily pure look, and his eyes were even more ignorant of the world: "Isn't the second brother going to ask now?" β
The curvature of the corners of his mouth deepened, and his eyes were as deep as darkness, "That...... Good night. β
Song Zhinuan nodded, then turned around and went back to the apartment.
Song Zhiyi didn't leave immediately, but leaned on the car door and looked at Song Zhinuan's door, the night was thick, the snow had not yet melted, and the tips of the branches and trees were hanging dotted.
He was about to turn around and get into the car when a steady footstep sounded from far and near.
"Puff" "Puff"
The sound of shoes stepping on the snow is inexplicably weird in the neighborhood in the middle of the night.
He paused slightly, then turned back.
I saw a plain black figure slowly coming in this direction along the green pine trees on the side of the road.
The warm orange color of the street lamp elongated the figure infinitely.
It seemed to blend into the darkness behind him, silently.
His face gradually became clear under the street lamp, and the moon was breezy.
The curvature of the corners of Song Zhiyi's mouth seemed to fade a little, until the man's bleak gaze came over.
Quiet, cool, peaceful.
There are no emotions whatsoever.
The two men seemed to look at each other for only a second, but it seemed extraordinarily long.
Then, as if they didn't see each other, the man continued to stroll through the night, he turned to get into the car, and drove away.
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Dingββ
In the early morning of the next day, Song Zhinuan was woken up by a rapid ringtone of his mobile phone.
was disturbed to sleep, and his expression was naturally a little annoyed, but this expression was even softer and more cute on such a face.
She got up, sleepy-eyed, picked up her phone and picked it up.
The voice of Team Yang was heard.
"Miss Song...... Su Jun also died. β