Chapter 163 I Won't Touch You Again (2)

After coming out of the bathroom, Song Qingchun went to the hotel's supermarket to buy some things before returning to the chess and card room.

Su Zhinian was gone, and the card player was replaced by two other classmates. Song Qingchun put the things he bought in a corner of the mahjong table, and said apologetically to Tang Nuo and the president, "I have For other things, I have to go first, and I will treat the two of you to dinner another day, and I will treat you to something else today."

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When I came out of the hotel, it was already dark, and there was still light snow.

Song Qingchun didn't drive when she came here. She took the subway, and it was extremely cold in the suburbs at night. She wrapped her clothes and walked towards the subway station on the west side of the hotel.

After walking about a hundred meters, Song Qingchun's footsteps gradually stopped. Although there was still a long distance, she still clearly saw a car parked in front of her, and Su Zhinian was leaning against the station, Holding the car key in his hand, he pressed it from time to time, and the car lights kept flashing.

He should have been standing for a while, a thin layer of snow fell on the roof and shoulders of the car, and the tips of his hair were damp.

He was staring at the dark night in the distance, because he turned his face sideways, she couldn't see his eyes clearly, but she saw a lingering taste of sadness from him, as if he was sad because of something , sad.

Is he waiting for someone here?

Song Qingchun grabbed his sleeve, subconsciously trying to avoid him, but before she could move, he had already turned his head, then he stood up, walked towards her, stopped in front of her, and asked : "Go back to the city?"

Without waiting for her to answer, he said three more words: "I'll take you."

After a while, as if he was afraid that she would refuse, he raised his wrist in front of her, pointed to the time on the watch, and said, "It's already ten past seven, and your current time belongs to me."

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Su Zhinian sent Song Qingchun home, but did not leave.

In fact, on the way back, Song Qingchun also thought of this possibility, but when it really happened, she was still a little nervous.

After entering the room, she first brought Su Zhinian slippers, helped him hang up his suit, and then went to the kitchen.

After dinner was cooked, she dawdled upstairs and called Su Zhinian. She used to wait on him when he was eating, but today she still found an excuse for her stomachache and went upstairs to the bedroom.

Song Qingchun didn't know what time Su Zhinian had dinner. When she came down after spending an hour upstairs, there was no one else in the restaurant.

The food was already cold, so she didn't have any appetite, so she didn't heat it up. She just drank half a bowl of pork rib soup that was still a little warm, and then started to clean up the dining room and kitchen.

It was nine o'clock when I returned home from the suburbs, and it was almost eleven o'clock when Song Qingchun subsided.

She went upstairs in no hurry, lying on the balcony of the restaurant, staring at the heavy snow outside for a long time before going upstairs.

The villa was very quiet, the lights in the study room were on, and Su Zhinian's voice could be heard faintly inside, probably another conference call.

After Song Qingchun took a shower, she lay on the bed, playing with her mobile phone all the time. She wanted to wait for Su Zhinian to return to the bedroom before going to sleep, but she leaned against the head of the bed until she couldn't stand it anymore. sleep.

Probably because Su Zhinian was at home, Song Qingchun didn't sleep well, and even had nightmares at night.

In fact, it wasn't a dream, but just a memory of the past that I was always afraid of in my heart.