"Huh?" Qin Yinan moved his gaze from the medicine box to Song Qingchun's face.

Song Qingchun lowered his eyelids, as if he was thinking about something.

Qin Yinan waited patiently for a while, seeing that she never meant to speak, and asked again, "What's wrong?" ”

Song Qingchun's hand on his knee subconsciously clenched into a fist.

Some words, before they were spoken, there was already a warm sourness in their eyes.

She pursed the corners of her lips, and carefully weighed the things she had thought about in her heart, and made sure that she really planned to do this, so she raised her head, met Qin Yinan's eyes, and asked, "Brother Yinan, are you still in touch with Tang Nuan now?" ”

Qin Yinan didn't expect Song Qingchun to suddenly ask himself this question, he was a little surprised for a moment, and then shook his head calmly, and explained truthfully: "I haven't been in touch for a long time." ”

After a pause, Qin Yinan added: "Me and her ...... Broke up. ”

Song Qingchun thought that if she heard this sentence from Qin Yinan's mouth a year ago, she would definitely be very happy.

It's a pity that the time of a year has changed too much, and this sentence that she had waited for so long and so long fell into her ears at this time and became a senseless situation.

Qin Yinan saw that Song Qingchun was silent and didn't speak, pulled his lips and smiled, and said again: "Besides, I'm really not very suitable for her...... It's not interesting to dwell on it like that, but ...... Why did you suddenly remember to ask this? “

Song Qingchun heard Qin Yinan's question, his dark eyes moved slightly, and he continued to press the tears that had been surging upward, but she was desperately pressing down, into his stomach before he spoke, and what he said had nothing to do with what Qin Yinan asked: "Brother Yinan, on the second night of my father's hospitalization, you called me, do you remember?" ”

Qin Yinan was silent for a few seconds, remembering that Song Qingchun was referring to that time, he nodded his head: "Remember." ”

Song Qingchun didn't seem to know how to speak, he lowered his head a little embarrassed, grabbed his hair, and after a while, asked, "Then you, do you remember what you said when you called me that night?" ”

What did he say that night?

He said, Song Song, Uncle Xiang is not in good health now, and he may want you to have a support as soon as possible, a while ago, didn't you tell me that you need me to cooperate with you in acting? I'm calling you now to tell you that I can take care of you for the rest of your life if you need it......

Qin Yinan filtered these words in his mind, and then seemed to guess Song Qingchun's purpose in mentioning this matter, so he asked, "Do you want me to cooperate with you in acting?" ”

Song Qingchun shook his head gently, and it took about ten seconds before he spoke: "It's not acting." ”

Not acting? Qin Yinan's eyes fixed when he looked at Song Qingchun.

Song Qingchun bent the corners of her lips and smiled again, then she turned her head, stared at Qin Yinan with clear eyes, and said, "Brother Yinan, didn't you say that if I need to, you can take care of me for the rest of my life?" ”

Song Qingchun said this, took a deep breath, and continued in a smooth tone: "If I say that I need it now, you ......"

Song Qingchun didn't seem to think of a good rhetoric, and stopped again, but soon, she spoke again, and expressed her meaning completely in a different way: "To put it simply, it's Brother Yinan, let's get married." ”