At the same time, the airport.

A large Boeing airliner pierced the night sky and slowly landed at Haicheng International Airport.

Xu Xun had just come back from visiting the little baby from Su Luo's side at this time, but found that the sky was suddenly gloomy.

However, it is not surprising that the weather forecast says that there will be thundershowers tonight, plus the June day, the child's face will change.

Xu Xun looked at the dark clouds that quickly blocked the moon, the air that had begun to wind slightly, and the accelerator under his feet pressed again.

The car sped up all the way and drove in the direction of home.

The wind began to whine and the leaves gradually became whining.

Lu Jinshen closed the doors and windows of the house, closed the curtains, and then walked into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Su Luo was half-lying on the soft big bed reading a book.

The book was taken from Lu Jinshen's bookcase, and it was a professional book on economics.

During this period of pregnancy, Su Luo read almost all of Lu Jinshen's collection.

In Lu Jinshen's words, even if Su Luo goes to a famous foreign university to get a master's degree in economics, it is more than enough.

Walking to the side of the bed, Lu Jin Shen leaned over and kissed Su Luo's forehead.

"Tell you something."

Su Luo's gaze moved away from the book and looked up at Lu Jinshen: "What's the matter?" ”

"You must not be angry."

Su Luo raised his eyebrows slightly: "I can't guarantee you this, you have to talk about it first." ”

Looking at the sharp and calm look in Su Luo's eyebrows, Lu Jin hooked the corners of his lips helplessly.

How is he taking care of a confinement mother? He is clearly taking care of a domineering female president.

Seeing that Su Luo was soft and hard and didn't eat, Lu Jinshen could only tell the story that had been hidden for a month.

"Wang Huai, I should be back today."

At this moment, a muffled thunder fell from the sky.

Su Luo's hand holding the book suddenly became stronger.

"He's back today? That Xu Xun....... Worst!! Didn't Xu Xun say that Song Cifeng confessed to her last week? ”

Outside the window, lightning and thunder were already roaring.

Raindrops began to crackle against the windows.

Fortunately, at this time, Xu Xun was not far from home.

Then when Xu Xun's car drove to the gate of the community, he found a familiar figure standing in the security booth.

"Song Cifeng? Why are you here? Xu Xun hurriedly stepped on the brakes and lowered the window.

At this moment, the raindrops have turned into a rain curtain, and the window is open for a while to wet the saddle.

Song Cifeng carried the thermos pot in his hand and got into Xu Xun's car.

The car was parked in the underground parking lot, and after Song Cifeng got out of the car, he handed the thermos pot to Xu Xun.

"Didn't you tell you last week to try my mother's chicken soup? My mom just made another one today, and she told me to send it to you. ”

Xu Xun looked at the half-used thermos pot in Song Cifeng's hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

She said that she wanted to taste it casually, but she didn't expect it to be remembered by him and alarm his mother.

Seeing that Xu Xun was a little hesitant, Song Cifeng forcibly stuffed the thermos pot into her arms.

"Okay, put the thermos pot there first, and you will return it to me when I go to work next Monday."

After saying that, Song Cifeng pushed the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose and turned around to go back.

But at this moment, it was already stormy outside, and he was obviously drenched on the way here.

"Wait!"

Xu Xun regretted it a little after saying these two words.

She didn't know what she was going to ask Song Cifeng to wait for.

Seeing Song Cifeng stop and look back at himself suspiciously, Xu Xun scratched his head and said, "What, it's raining too much outside now, you can't get a taxi." I'll go up with me for a while, and then I'll go when the rain is lighter. ”

Just like that, the two got on the elevator.

The car was unusually quiet.

Xu Xun looked down at the thermos pot, and Song Cifeng looked at her with lowered eyes.

The floors continued to climb and then stopped on the nineteenth floor.

The elevator door opened, and Xu Xun walked out first.

However, when she was still about twenty meters away from her home, Xu Xun suddenly stopped.

Because she saw a man standing in front of her house.

A man.

At this time, the thunder outside was even more violent.

The wind whipped in the shower, like the whimper and roar of a giant.

Following the light in the corridor, Xu Xun saw the man's appearance clearly.

Short hair, trench coat, cargo pants, booties.

The facial features are deep and unruly.

With a little ruffian, more of a grudge that has been polished out of nowhere.

The fact that this man is just standing there is enough to make people feel intimidated.

But Xu Xun didn't feel scared, he only felt a sudden pain in his heart.

This man is familiar.

But Xu Xun's memory is indeed blank.

The place that seemed to have been filled up was now like a big hole that could never be healed.

The head began to hurt like a pinprick again.

Song Cifeng, who followed behind, immediately put all his attention on Xu Xun's body.

Seeing Xu Xun covering his head and slowly squatting down, Song Cifeng suddenly felt bad.

Without thinking about it, Song Cifeng stepped forward and hugged Xu Xun.

However, before he could open his mouth to inquire about the situation, the next second he saw a man striding from the shadows of the hallway.

The other party pinched his wrist with his big hand, almost giving him any chance to react, and Song Cifeng felt that his entire forearm was about to be broken.

The unbearable pain made him have to let go of the hand holding Xu Xun.

Xu Xun's position changed almost instantly.

"You, you're the guy who keeps calling her abroad?"

Song Cifeng's forehead was drenched in cold sweat, but he still gritted his teeth and said this.

"It's a doctor, and he's a smart man."

In the face of the other party's "praise", Song Cifeng did not feel half happy.

To be precise, this is not a compliment at all, it is outright contempt!

"Who the hell are you? What is the relationship with Xu Xun?? ”

Song Cifeng gritted his teeth again and asked.

But the man just snorted coldly.

"The question of who I am suggests you to ask later, you might as well ask now, who is Xu Xun, her past identity, has she ever told you?"