The door of the room was opened by Shen Zhiqiu with the key.

The door opened, and the cold air in the room poured out, and even Du Yan, who was a boy, shivered loudly.

I felt the lamp in the room along the wall.

For a time, incandescent lights filled the room.

They also saw Lan Xianshu in that corner.

She sat in the corner, leaning against the window, staring out with a blank look in her eyes.

Shen Zhiqiu's voice trembled, "Shu'er......",

At this moment, Lan Xianshu, like Lan Lan, seems to have completely lost consciousness of the outside world, and her eyes are empty as if she has been a puppet.

Such a Lan Xianshu, Bai Che felt distressed when he saw it.

She is a woman with a story, and a woman who has been wounded in her own story.

And this scar almost destroyed her.

His gaze slowly turned to the man who was standing far away and did not dare to approach, and a silent sigh crossed his heart.

What kind of betrayal made her suffer such a blow?!

Is that man's heart made of thousand-year-old ice?

Bai Che walked over, crossed the crowd, crossed Shen Zhiqiu, and slowly appeared in front of her on one knee.

Her hair was slightly messy, and her tear stains were covered with strands of hair.

Hands slowly reached out, trying to brush away her hair.

His movements are very light and light, his fingers are long, and his nails are rounded and beautiful.

He stared at her face.

The hand was less than three centimeters from her face, and she turned her face away, escaping the temperature of his palm.

Bai Che showed a smile, his voice was low, very pleasant, "It's late, I'm going home." ”

It's still quiet.

Her world is like a snowy season in the cold winter, so quiet and deserted.

Shen Zhiqiu walked over, half-squatted in front of her, and coaxed a child-like tone, "Shu'er, we're going home." ”

So familiar sound.

It used to be the same voice when she was groggy.

It was the same voice in her ears, at the head of the bed, and even outside the distant door.

Warm home-like sound.

Lan Xianshu slowly raised her head to look at her, her nose fluttering, her eyes murmuring, "Mom." ”

Shen Zhiqiu covered his mouth when he was about to cry, and endured it for a long time before he nodded in a panic, "It's me, it's me." ”

Instantly grabbed her hand, tears gushed out of her eyes, so panicked.

"Mom, don't let Dad take off my eyes, okay, okay, I'll go and intercede with him, I'll beg him, I go back to the countryside and never want to come back, I won't bother you again, Mom, Mom, Mom......"

The words that followed, with a heavy cry and babbling, Shen Zhiqiu couldn't hear it clearly.

But the previous words were enough to make her unable to hold back her tears.

"Ah Chen said he was going to marry me, he said he wanted to be together forever, what about Ah Chen, what about my Ah Chen?"

Her hand flickered to catch something, and she slowly let go of Shen Zhiqiu's hand.

Shen Zhiqiu grabbed her hand in a panic and held it tightly in his hand, wanting to hug her.

"Shu'er, listen to your mother if it's okay, listen to your mother ......"

Suddenly, Lan Xianshu began to be honest, she grabbed Shen Zhiqiu's hand, and slowly stood up, a little unsteady, swaying and about to fall down again.

Bai Che reached out and grabbed her other hand.

Her gaze searched between them.

After a while, the search was hopeless, and suddenly he laughed out loud.