sub-hours. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Qiu Guanghan thought silently. Is it possible for me to slip out alone and not be noticed by my brother? Although I don't know how my brother hears my voice on weekdays—he says it's an "atmosphere," and that's a "gut feeling," do I have reason to believe that he won't use his "intuition" tonight?

She sat dumbfounded. The oil lamp that had burned the paper flickered before her eyes. If this is a trap at all...... but the handwriting is absolutely true.

It was really a little cold this night, so cold that Su Zheyu walked down and came to close the window in Qiu Guanghan's room.

I'm not afraid of the cold, Sister Su. Qiu Guanghan said with a smile. It's you—be careful not to catch a cold.

Thank you for your concern. Su Zhiyu said. Rest early.

She said that she was going to lead the door out, but Qiu Guanghan suddenly stopped her.

Brother...... Slept?

The master has rested. Su Zhiyu turned his head. Are you looking for him?

Not...... No. Qiu Guanghan said. I just thought, if he hadn't slept, you wouldn't have been free to come down and see me—but he hadn't come to see me tonight, and why did he go to bed so early today?

Su Zhiyu stared into her eyes, but did not speak.

Qiu Guanghan was slightly apprehensive, but she was really a little strange in her heart-because on weekdays, Tuoba Gu did not go to bed so early.

Master...... Tired. Su Zheyu lowered his eyes and said.

Qiu Guanghan's heart moved slightly: Is it because he was healing his uncle during the day? She sighed quietly and said, today you sent your uncle back to Xiajiazhuang, how is he?

With his master to heal his wounds, he naturally can't die.

He didn't embarrass you anymore, did he?

Su Zheyu snorted and said, does he dare?

Qiu Guanghan smiled and said, Your tone is ...... It's getting more and more like my brother.

Su Zheyu's face did not change: I have learned everything from my master.

Qiu Guanghan couldn't speak for a while, so he had to stretch out his hand to cover his mouth, yawn and said, It's really not early, then I'm not welcome, and go to sleep first-Miss Su has anything else to do?

Nothing. Su Zhiyu said. Then I won't disturb your rest.

Qiu Guanghan saw her go out, and most of his body pretended to fall down and lifted up from the bed again.

My brother slept. She pondered. As long as my brother wasn't awake, I don't think anyone would have noticed—alas—if only I had lit them a sleeping incense.

The time of the child is approaching.

Qiu Guanghan slipped out of the suffocation in the house and stepped into the cold night. It's already time. She had to wait a little longer to get out because she was a little uneasy.

I'll sneak a look first. She thought. If the person who comes is wrong, or if there is something else wrong, I will not show up.

As she walked, she pondered the possibilities. This note is indeed written by him, and there will be no mistake - then the best plan is naturally that he is indeed looking for me; but this matter Xia Jiazhuang is involved in becoming the person who connects me, so it can be seen that he must not be looking for me simply, at least with his original identity, it must be impossible to have anything to do with Xia Jiazhuang; or the worst possibility - Xia Jiazhuang caught him and forced him to write this note to lead me out. Does Xia Jiazhuang want to catch me and blackmail my brother? or ...... If you want to deal with me?—— as my brother said, someone is chasing me. I'm always much easier to deal with than my brother, so it's only natural to start with me - it's bad that I'm such a fool who thinks of these possibilities and still hides from my brother, because I always feel like I've stayed with him for so long, it's time to take a breath and get something done.

But wait. Qiu Guanghan stopped. I've been with my brother for so long, not to mention that I've given up on running away — if I did, it would never have been possible. Why did I slip out of my brother's nose so easily today? If anyone tried to lure me out, they should have thought about the possibilities for me, right? Do they still have so much faith in me?

She thought, glancing back. The streets are dark, and there is no one.

She breathed a sigh of relief, however, her steps did not move. Is it a coincidence that her brother slept surprisingly early today? Sister Su said that he was tired—could it be that this was their method? Could it be that Uncle He—deliberately drank alcohol, deliberately aggravated his injuries and came to see us, and then induced his brother to come to his rescue, so that he would become sensually dull from fatigue today? It all seemed to make sense, as if it were ...... Like this is the perfect plan, the perfect trap, and all I need to jump into is that?

She had been standing, leaning against the wall, thinking and thinking carefully. She thought yes, no matter how she thought about it, it was a trap, so what should I hesitate about? Shouldn't I turn around immediately and tell my brother and Sister Su all this?

However, it always seems that something is missing. This "little something" made her stand and looked up at the front. What is missing is a certain "feeling", she thought, because she "felt" that Xia Zheng was not that kind of person, and she also "felt" that the person who wrote the note would not harm herself. She wondered what was wrong with me, all the details were right, but I couldn't resist this whole and unfounded feeling, did I begin to learn what my brother called "looking at the atmosphere", and the atmosphere told me that there was "no conspiracy" in it?

Forget it! She suddenly made up her mind. It's all here, what's the point of running back!

She was always half an hour late, thinking that she might not be able to meet anyone, but she saw the familiar shadow standing alone on the riverbank from a distance.

She lowered her heart a little, habitually amplified her steps, and ran towards him.

The figure seemed to see her, and took two steps forward, his face peeking out of the night mist.

Young Master!" Qiu Guanghan said in a trembling voice. Is it really you?

The figure on this dock is Qiao Yi, who just left more than ten days ago.