After dressing up as an abuse heroine

Si Qing was very careful, for fear of irritating Qin Ning, she didn't want to leave, she didn't want to leave, she felt like sitting on pins and needles, it was really strange, she obviously wished to see Qin Ning like this, but when she saw Qin Ning like this, she didn't How much pleasure to feel.

Many things happened without warning, but it is difficult for ordinary people to see the truth from those clues.

The last photo was of him standing in front of the cold tombstone in black clothes. The first time Qin Ning saw someone go to the cemetery to get a red rose.

Questions that have been asked countless times now have answers.

Why do you like me.

Because you are Qin Ning.

Where do you like me?

It turned out that it was only because of this face that it seemed self-evident to whom the tenderness and pampering in the past had been given.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, she should still thank Si Qing well, even if Si Qing's original intention was malicious enough, if it wasn't for Si Qing, I don't know how long it would take to know all of this. Thinking about it, Si Qing must have spent a lot of money on these photos If you think about it, you know that such a secret must be hidden by Lu Huanzhi.

"Don't follow me."

After finishing speaking, Qin Ning left the coffee shop.

The rain that had stopped at some point began to fall again. It wasn’t too heavy, but it was enough to wet the clothes of passers-by, making the already cold autumn even more intense. Occasionally, passers-by without umbrellas walked by , also walked in a hurry, for fear that if he stayed outside for a while, he might catch a cold.

Qin Ning seemed to have never experienced such a cold weather. It was a bit colder than the end of the cold winter, and it was so cold that it reached her heart, even the cracks in her bones felt cool.

A passing car saw Qin Ning, and honked its horn beside Qin Ning, signaling Qin Ning to get in the car, but Qin Ning turned a deaf ear to it, as if he didn't hear it at all, and also seemed to simply not want to pay attention.

Seeing that Qin Ning was stunned, the taxi driver scolded him for being mentally ill, and then kicked the accelerator and left.

The Lord of Heaven seemed to want to enjoy the last rain of the year without any intention of stopping. Qin Ning didn't bother with his faults, but if his body wasn't sad, his heart would be sad. Sadness seems to be easier to accept.

Not to mention one autumn rain and one cold, Qin Ning wanted to see how cold this autumn rain was, and whether it could compare to her heart at the moment.

He was the first love of youth and ignorance, and he was also the lingering love, but in the end, this was just her wishful thinking, disgusting, she felt disgusted by herself who was touched by Lu Huanzhi.

Qin Ning dismissed all the people and asked people not to follow her, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that her current state was very bad. If something happened to Qin Ning, those subordinates would naturally be to blame. It can be seen that Lu Huanzhi cares about Qin Ning. If they make each other make a mistake, the consequences can be imagined.

Qin Ning didn't seem to be aware of the followers behind her, or she didn't want to manage money when she was aware of it. She walked aimlessly without any destination.

No need to look, Qin Ning also knew how embarrassed she was at this moment, she didn't want to, but it seemed that she didn't know when she lost the ability to control her body.

Humiliation, anger, sadness, pain can't say which emotion is more dominant.

Qin Ning doesn't like to cry, because she thinks that crying can't solve any problems. On the contrary, others will look down on you because of your tears, but it's raining today, who can tell whether it's rain or tears on her face?After all, even she couldn't tell the difference.

The benches in the park, which had always been a battleground for military strategists, were empty. Qin Ning seemed to be tired from walking, so he sat down on the bench.

The rain was still falling, the sky was slowly getting dark, and the street lamps on the street were lit up one by one.

At some point, Qin Ning no longer felt the rain falling on her body: "Has the rain stopped?"

She looked up, and saw Lu Huanzhi who appeared in front of her at some unknown time. Lu Huanzhi was holding an umbrella in his hand, and he was still wearing a black suit. He seemed to have just arrived here from the company.

Qin Ning looked at Lu Huanzhi's face for a long time. Compared with the young Lu Huanzhi in the photo, the person standing in front of her was obviously much more mature.

Lu Huanzhi didn't ask Qin Ning why he put himself in such a mess, but said, "It's already dark, you'll get sick after being exposed to the rain for so long, go back with me."

Qin Ning smiled: "What should I call you?"

Lu Huanzhi didn't answer, he handed the bag he was supporting to the bodyguard who had been standing beside him all the time, while he bent down and picked up Qin Ning who was curled up on the bench.

The sudden contact made Qin Ning subconsciously struggle, but Lu Huanzhi said, "We'll talk about it when we go home."

"That's not my home."

Lu Huanzhi turned a deaf ear and half-forced Qin Ning into the car.

The warm air in the car was fully turned on, but it still made Qin Ning feel very cold.

The car drove all the way to the Lu family's old house. During this period, Qin Ning didn't say anything, but kept looking out of the car window.

Qin Ning sat on the sofa wearing the already soaked clothes, without any intention of changing clothes.

The housekeeper and aunt seem to have sensed the strange atmosphere of the host's house, and they have long since disappeared.

"I went to see Si Qing today."

Qin Ning spoke slowly, the cold rain seemed to have frozen Qin Ning's thinking, and it might be that only speaking in a slow voice could keep her from collapsing.

In fact, when the bodyguard notified Lu Huan, Lu Huanzhi knew that Qin Ning was going to see Si Qing.

"She showed me a lot of photos..." Qin Ning paused, as if he didn't know what to say next.

After quite a while, Qin Ning started, and those bright black pupils stared at Lu Huanzhi who was opposite him for a moment: "What do you think of me?"

Lu Huanzhi helped Qin Ning wipe the marks on Qin Ning's face with a towel: "I told you from the beginning that I like your face."

His movements were very gentle, as if he was dealing with something fragile, but his words were merciless, like a sharp sword, smashing Qin Ning's soft internal organs in an instant.

Qin Ning maintained the previous posture, her eyelashes trembling slightly: "It's my face that you like?" She didn't seem to understand the meaning of Lu Huanzhi's words, and repeated it again in a daze.

In fact, Qin Ning already knew it when he saw those photos, and the question just now was just a ridiculous thought in his heart.

Lu Huanzhi's answer once again told Qin Ning that her thoughts were ridiculous.

Qin Ning suddenly reached out and knocked Lu Huanzhi's towel to the ground. Since he didn't like her in the first place, why did he bother to provoke her.