Song Qingchun, who found the light, also turned his head, and met Su Zhinian's line of sight through the windshield.

The phone between him and hers has already been disconnected because of no signal, but he is still holding the mobile phone in one hand and sticking it to his ear, the moment he collides with her line of sight, because it is a little far away, the car lights are too dazzling, she actually saw faintly in a trance, his expression seems to have become a little relaxed at that moment, and even he, who has always been calm and calm, seems to be too nervous, his mouth moved slightly, as if he was relieved.

Song Qingchun thought that he was hallucinating, blinked his eyes, and was just about to look more clearly, Su Zhinian's car roared past her, and the speed was extremely fast, like his person, with a sharp, cold and hard wind.

The car turned around not far ahead, followed by an emergency braking sound, the tires rubbed the ground, making a screeching sound, and then the car stopped steadily in front of Song Qingchun.

The car door was pushed open, and Su Zhinian got out of the car quickly, without even closing the car door, and strode towards Song Qingchun.

He got out of the car in a hurry, he didn't put on a coat, but only a thin white shirt, and the wind on the hillside was very strong, blowing his hair messy, and his skin was red from the cold wind.

Song Qingchun looked at Su Zhinian's tall and straight figure walking towards him step by step, and his brain was a little confused.

Her heart, as he approached, began to beat at a miraculous pace, until when he stopped in front of her, it was completely still.

He was much taller than her, and stood in front of her, shielding her from almost all the cold wind that blew in her face.

When he saw her red and swollen eyes crying, his eyebrows wrinkled inadvertently, and then he spoke, his voice indifferent: "Let's go." ”

History is always strikingly similar, just two simple words, but Song Qingchun's eyes turned red inexplicably, and the long-sleeping pictures scattered in his memory were completely awakened.

She remembered that Christmas in the year he lived in Song's house, she traveled thousands of miles to find Qin Yinan, but returned sadly, it was also such a cold winter night, she was penniless, and she couldn't go home at the Beijing airport alone, so she made a call home purely with the mentality of trying it out, and then he came......

At that time, he didn't look as calm and deep as he does now, but his performance was exactly the same as today, he braked so urgently, and he hurried towards her without closing the car door, and when he stood in front of her, his expression was impatient, his tone was light, and even the words were exactly the same two words "Let's go".

At that time, she was still very young, and she was just grateful to him at that time, unlike now, she also experienced similar scenes, but her heart was irrepressibly moved.

Su Zhinian saw that Song Qingchun was looking at him fixedly and didn't move, his eyebrows wrinkled again, and asked, "Why don't you leave?" ”

She still didn't make a sound, and Su Zhinian's light voice revealed a trace of nervousness: "Is there something uncomfortable?" ”

Su Zhinian said, raised his hand and touched Song Qingchun's head.

Song Qingchun came back to his senses and shook his head at Su Zhinian: "I'm fine." ”

Then he lowered his eyes, covered his somewhat pantothenic eyes, paused for a moment, and spoke again, in a thin, very soft voice: "...... Let's go back. ”