But no matter how she cried and bit him and hurt him, his hand always protected her, afraid that she would bump, afraid that she would be hurt even a little bit.

"You bastard! Lu Qingshi, you bastard! She cried breathlessly, she kissed him intimately and fiercely, but no matter what she did, he did not resist or respond, just closed his eyes tiredly.

There was a sharp pain in his back, a girl's sad and desperate plea in his arms, and the deep tiredness in his bones made him unable to make any response, just like his body that was now running out of oil, he wanted to give her everything he could, he wanted her to live happily, and he wanted her to forget him smoothly.

If there is anything he still can't forget and can't let go of in his life, it's probably only her.

She made him feel distressed, made him worry, and made him worry about whether she could take good care of herself when he was dying, and when he was gone, would she be bullied, if she was bullied, who could hold her in the palm of her hand like him, and protect her for the rest of her life, as long as he thought of these days, he would not be at peace all night long.

The quality of sleep is getting worse and worse, accompanied by strange dreams, a few days ago he had a dream, in the small mountain village of the mudslide disaster in Province B, the snow is falling, he dreamed that his girl is already gray-haired, standing in the snow, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, the children surround her, chattering and telling her jokes, and there are snowmen in the yard.

He stood under the porch, looked at her quietly, and saw a warm smile at the corners of her eyes, but he was about dead, because no one saw him, and his girl didn't see him.

The dream was very chaotic, but the way she looked when she got old, her smile, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were clearly reflected in his mind when he woke up, and he was reluctant to forget.

No one will know how much he thinks about it, how much he wants to really see what she looks like when she gets old. www.

But God won't give him a chance. Jiang Qian was tired of crying, he had no strength at all, lying in his arms, Lu Qingshi's hand always held her steadily, and when she calmed down a little, he said in a low voice, "I'll send you home." ”

Jiang Qiancai didn't want him to send it, his eyes were red like rabbits, he got up from his arms, and he was angry and wanted to leave.

Lu Qingshi held her wrist.

The girl was forced to stop, endured it, but still didn't hold back her tears, bowed her head sadly and wiped it away, and turned her back to him, "You avoided me, and now you want to send me again, aren't you afraid that we will be photographed by the media again, and you will be disappointed by random reports?" Lu Qingshi stood behind her. m.

Deep eyes looked at her thin back.

He didn't let go.

After a long silence, he only said five words, "But I want to send you." ”

Jiang Qian's eyes suddenly seemed to be raining.

Eventually, she got into his car.

Jiangcheng has entered the rainy season.

The whole city was damp.

The black Bentley sped through the road covered with the dead leaves of the sycamores, and outside the window was a vast rain and fog, rendering the dusk sky an endless and gloomy white.

It was quiet in the carriage, except for the occasional ticking of turn signals, and neither of the two men spoke.

Lu Qingshi's mobile phone rang in the middle.

He glanced at it and pressed the speakerphone.

"Sir, Mrs. asks when you will go back to dinner tonight?" Zhang Chuan's voice came.

Jiang Qian looked at the rain outside the window, the deep and shallow water marks on the smoky gray glass window, her eyes fell on it, and she was lonely and empty.

Lu Qingshi didn't say anything, only said that he would go back on time, and then hung up the phone.

The car continued moving.

The buildings on both sides of the road receded in her blurred vision, her throat blocked for a few seconds, and she asked softly, "How are you and your sister?" ”

Lu Qingshi rested one hand on the steering wheel, stared at the road ahead with a calm gaze, and replied to her, "It's good." ”

Jiang Qian looked up at the gray sky and asked, "Are you planning to have children?" ”

The car drove into the auxiliary road, and Lu Qingshi's voice was still calm, "I will want it next year." ”

Jiang Qian didn't have anything to ask.

He bowed his head and said "um".

Words of blessing, forgive her really can't speak. About twenty minutes later, it stopped downstairs in her unit.

The rain was pouring down, and there was no intention of stopping.

There was an umbrella on the back seat, and Lu Qingshi's hand reached out to the back seat and handed her the umbrella.

Jiang Qian took the umbrella and was about to push the door when Lu Qingshi suddenly stopped her again.

"Do you want to study abroad?" He suddenly brought up such a topic, and Jiang Qian was a little caught off guard.

The hand that was about to push the door paused there.

She rested her umbrella on her lap.

Feather eyelashes hung low, silent for a few seconds.

"Do you think I'm an eyesore here?"

"That's not what it means," Lu Qingshi said, "Qinghua is fiercely competitive, and the undergraduate degree is at a disadvantage in various evaluations, Qinghua has academic cooperation with XX University in M country, and your current work ability is very good among your peers, go out to study for a year, and come back whether it is a job title or scientific research, it is good for you." ”

He said a lot, but in her eyes, it meant the same thing, that is, he wanted her to go out, and hoped that they would not get along with each other for a year.

Jiang Qian's state of mind was quite calm.

Anyway, there is nothing that can make her more desperate than her current state.

She smiled bitterly.

She looked at the landscape lights in the garden in front of her, red and green and white, intertwined with the dim sky, and the light jumped in her dull eyes.

"Yes," she readily agreed.

There was a moment of silence in the carriage.

Lu Qingshi nodded, "Is there any direction you want to learn?" He won't make all the decisions for her autocracy, medicine is boring and long, and he hopes that she can choose what she likes.

But Jiang Qian didn't speak.

Lu Qingshi's voice was gentle, "If you don't have an idea, my suggestion is the direction of skull base tumor and cerebrovascular disease, you go back and think about it." ”

"Don't think about it," Jiang Qian said, "I'm not a person with ideas, since I was a child, I've been used to you helping me arrange, what you say, it's always not wrong, anyway, I'm stupid, no matter what I learn, I have to work the same." ”

Lu Qingshi looked at her.

I probably didn't expect that she would be so easy to talk about studying abroad.

He closed his gaze and bowed slightly, "Since you agree, I will let people prepare the relevant materials, the school starts in September, but you can go over in advance to take the preparatory course, when do you want to leave?" ”

The position of the mouth of the heart hurts numbly.

Jiang Qian smiled, trying to suppress the dampness of her breathing, and the strands of hair that fell down covered her red eyes, "Since schoolwork is intense, of course the sooner the better." ”

She pretended to be relaxed, her trembling fingertips were clenched into a ball and buried under the umbrella, and she said, "Anyway, in Jiangcheng, I am indeed bored." Lu Qingshi's breathing was heavy.