The tall figure of the man stood by the window, his big hand in his trouser pocket, he stood against the light, his other hand on the lattice, and between his fingers he held a half-lit cigarette.

It is no longer known how long it has been standing there.

The window was not closed tightly, and the wind carried the cool rain through the window, raising the corner of the white curtain, and wetting the curtain.

The blue-white smoke swirled around his slender fingers, and Lu Qingshi's gloomy eyes looked at the heavy rain curtain outside the window, and he suddenly remembered that the two of them had been together under the same roof for seven years.

For seven years, he was both her brother and her guardian.

He taught her rules and principles, watched her grow up little by little, and grew into a famous lady, and watched her naughty and troublesome behind his back, while he taught her, he had to help her clean up the mess.

But in general, the girl is an obedient and good child, she can be regarded as well-behaved and sensible in front of him, and in the past seven years, they have abided by the Chu River and Han Realm between the brothers and sisters.

But now.

Lu Qingshi's mind was full of the bath towels she had scattered in front of him all night, and when she cried and looked forward to him staying, she looked forward to Ai Ai's appearance, and the blush that couldn't be hidden in her tear-wet eyes.

Lu Qingshi is already a thirty-year-old man, and he has also experienced a bloody love when he was young, how could he not understand that when Jiang Qian looked at him, it belonged to the little daughter's unspeakable affection.

If she bit his lip and untied his belt on the night she was drugged some time ago, he could barely comfort himself that she was young and couldn't help the control of the drug.

But tonight, she was awake.

Lu Qingshi clearly recognized that in this Chu River Han Realm, the girl was ignorant and fearless and wanted to cross the line.

He stood there, only to feel a faint pain in his head.

It's just that as an elder brother, she has witnessed countless mistakes in the past, so even at this moment, at least on the surface, he can still be calm.

But he could pretend not to see the scenery on her chest, and he could pretend not to read the affection in her eyes, but he couldn't, and continue to deceive himself as if nothing had happened.

"Boom!" Lightning.

Thunder fell on the treetops, outside the window, and the wind rose.

The rooms of the two were connected, and the glass window in front of him shook violently, and he didn't close the curtains, so he could naturally hear the crackling sound of the window glass on her side being shaken by thunder.

Since she was a child, she was most afraid of thunder.

The thunder fell, and he suddenly heard Jiang Qian's exclamation.

With a thin cry, it was like sitting up from the quilt.

Lu Qingshi lowered his gaze.

His eyes fell on the cigarette butt that was about to burn out in his hand.

The scarlet light was clearly extinguished between his fingers, and the firelight jumped under his eyes as deep as the sea, obviously a warm color, but it seemed that it could not dissolve the coldness floating in the depths of his brow bones.

He pinched the cigarette butt and threw it directly into the ashtray next to him, and his slender legs turned and walked towards the desk. 818

He decided not to care.

Girls have to grow up.

He couldn't care about her for the rest of his life.

There were several documents on the bookcase that he had to finish, which should have been finished in the first half of the night, but because of Jiang Qian's matter, he had to put it on hold.

He picked up the pen and opened one.

But not a word has fallen, and in the half-open window, there is a faint cry of the little girl.

Lu Qingshi, "......"

He continued to put pen to paper, his eyebrows calm, still not intending to care.

Time ticks by.

The two brothers and sisters, only a few feet apart, one was curled up on the sofa with a blanket and crying sadly, and the other was concentrating on his work, his mobile phone was on the desk, and the screen was always dim.

The elder brother didn't have the idea of making a phone call to comfort his sister, and the younger sister also cared about what her brother said before, and aggrievedly protected her fragile self-esteem, even if she was scared to death by thunder, she stubbornly refused to contact her brother.

Outside the window, there was a thunderstorm, and lightning pierced the dark night.

The downpour has not been abating.

Xu hasn't rested well for too long recently, and it should be a two-hour job that can be solved in normal times, but tonight's efficiency is unprecedentedly low.

The words he landed on the pages were strong and powerful, but if you look closely, the pen seems to be not as calm and calm as usual.

Lu Qingshi had no choice but to put down his pen, covered his sore temples with his big hand, and planned to close his eyes and take a break for ten minutes.

The plane tree outside the window rustled by the wind and rain, and in the quiet night, the sound became more and more gloomy, reminding Lu Qingshi of many years ago.

At that time, he had just taken the little girl to him to take care of him, and it was already midnight after the operation that night, and it was also such a rainy night of lightning and thunder, he came home and found that all the rooms were brightly lit, but Jiang Qian was nowhere to be seen.

He searched around, but he couldn't find her, and the phone was turned off, and just as he was about to go out to look for it, he suddenly heard a cry coming from the cabinet.

He opened the cabinet of miscellaneous items, and saw that the little girl was red with teary eyes, wrapped in a heavy blanket, sweating profusely, and it had been raining for hours, and he didn't know how long she had been hiding so uncomfortably.

When he carried her out, her body was still shaking, hugging his neck and crying, and it was from that time that he knew that she was extremely afraid of thunder.

She cried and told him that she was afraid that the thunder would turn into a monster, so she ate her without a sound while he was away.

Lu Qingshi has popularized the thunder to her several times, but the little girl's fear of thunder is deep-rooted, and it is also from that time that he has developed the habit of not going out on rainy nights.

Memories flowed quietly in the night, and the sound of the wind poured in from the window, overshadowing his calm breathing and bringing the coolness of the night rain.

Lu Qingshi opened his eyes in silence.

Looking deep into the windowsill, through the light blue glass, I saw that the curtains of her room were brightly lit. m.

obviously didn't want to care about her, but she couldn't help but worry in her mind, she was now afraid to shrink and cry.

"Boom!"

Another thunderclap.

Lightning struck and illuminated a corner of the night.

Next to the curtain, a dark shadow was alarmed.

The layout of the two executive rooms is the same as the furnishings, and there is a sofa next to the window, knowing that she is hiding on the sofa, it seems that it is still where he sat before.

Lu Qingshi quietly withdrew his gaze.

The handsome and clear eyebrows are half-hidden in the shadows of the lamp, and the clear outline of the facial features is rendered by the light and shadow into a cold and hard color, but in the dark tone of the coldness, there is a bit of helplessness.

He was silent for a moment, but finally picked up his phone and dialed her.