He walked into the kitchen, his bony hand taking the cup and placing it on the side of the water dispenser.

In fact, he does not have the habit of drinking water before going to bed.

He couldn't tell him why he had to come out and pour the glass of water.

When the warm water was filled, he took the cup back to his room.

The kitchen was not far from his master bedroom, but the moment he left the kitchen, it was as if he had been spelled, and he couldn't move any further.

The living room is always quiet late at night.

In the corner next to the sofa, there was a lantern of the Sheep's Horn Palace, and the warm yellow light and shadow fell silently on his dark eyes.

He remembered that it was five years ago, he took her to the ancient town of Jiangnan for a vacation, and when she got off the canopy boat, she was a little seasick, and cried coquettishly in his arms for a while, and then saw that the store was selling a dazzling array of palace lampshades, and she was suddenly attracted by those beautiful patterns, so she forgot to cry.

Memories flood in on an inopportune night.

His eyes were as deep as the silent deep sea in the middle of the night, surging with endless darkness, and the light could not shine into a single star, nor could he see half of the true emotions on his face.

After about a dozen seconds of silence, finally, with an imperceptible sigh, he walked towards the bedroom on the other side.

The girl's room was closed.

Half a meter away from the door, he heard a faint cry.

Sad, whimpering.

It's like covering yourself under the covers, not wanting your cry to be heard, and trying to suppress your sadness and despair.

He stopped.

His eyes fell on the door of the pear blossom tree in front of him.

In the past few years, Lu Qingshi did not think that his sister would encounter emotional confusion after entering adolescence, and he also thought of countless ways to teach her to go through an emotionally sensitive period.

But he never thought that the person who confused her emotionally would be himself.

He didn't know how long he had been standing in her doorway.

The huge living room, the quiet pin drop can be heard, and the clock on the wall ticks softly.

The little girl sat on the bed, crying and using up a whole pack of tissues, her nose was red, and Lu Qingshi didn't reply to her a word.

Her mind was full of Lu Qingshi and her sister daunting her, how could he think of her, she felt pitiful and sad, even if she cried to death, no one would care about her.

But what she didn't know was how long she sat on the bed and cried, and how long her brother stood silently outside the door.

He knew everything about her heart, her sadness.

One of the brothers and sisters is in the door, the other is standing outside the door, and the distance between the door panel seems to be separated from reality and the world, and they are also destined to be unable to get rid of the shackles and shackles.

Lu Qingshi didn't knock on the door.

The tall figure stood in the boundless light and shadow of the night, quietly accompanying her in a way she would never know.

......

Jiang Qian didn't fall asleep until five o'clock in the morning.

When I woke up at noon, Lu Qingshi and Jiang Yu were gone.

Sister-in-law Qi said that her husband had already taken the luggage away, and gave her a large sum of money before leaving, asking her to take good care of Jiang Qian.

Sister-in-law Qi was not embarrassed to accept this money, because Lu Qingshi's usual salary for her was already several times that of the Lu family's maids, how could she still take his money from time to time, she wanted to give this money to Jiang Qian, but Jiang Qian didn't ask for it. www.

She stubbornly walked to Lu Qingshi's bedroom, and saw that the huge room was cold and spotless, and the computers and documents that were originally placed in front of the desk were gone.

She went to his closet again, and pulled it open, revealing that there were several missing shirts and trousers.

Jiang Qian held the handle of the wardrobe with one hand, and the fingertips were embedded in the palm of his hand, gradually straining until he turned white.

With his head down, he tried to hold back the tears that welled up in his eyes.

She knew he wouldn't come back.

She stood in front of the cabinet door for a long time, taking deep breaths repeatedly, not allowing herself to cry.

Then take out your phone.

Seeing the message she sent him last night, "Lu Qingshi, you can only be mine", there was finally a new reply this morning. 818

"The illness is just right, but also pay more attention to the body, the temperature difference between morning and evening outside, you must bring a coat when you go out, eat three meals regularly, and learn to take good care of yourself in the future, don't let me worry anymore."

Word by word, it was all my brother's advice and concern for my sister, and she could even imagine the expression on his face when he typed this paragraph, maybe it was helpless, maybe it was not at ease, or maybe it was a thousand kinds of worries and worries about my brother's heartbroken heart for my sister who was not worrying.