Bestow Me a Love Like Wind

Leng Sicheng glanced faintly, and then stretched out his hand, touching the back of her hand. Gu Qingqing was taken aback, turned his head and glanced at Lengsi City, but he looked out the window for an excuse and did not look at her, except that the big hand originally covering the back of her hand tightened and held it. After a pause, she stretched out her other hand and pulled her head over, letting her head rest on her shoulder.

Gu Qingqing was taken aback, she was indeed a little uncomfortable in her heart. Although I understand rationally that continuing to indulge will harm Gu's family, it still feels a little uncomfortable to think that I will have no contact with them in the future.

Unexpectedly, Lengscheng actually knew, and let her lean on her shoulder.

Lengs City...

She turned her head slightly to look at him, Lengscheng's expression was still very calm, and it seemed that the person who put her head on his shoulders just now was not his at all.

Despite his calmness, his care at that moment was not fake. Even if she is not deeply in love with her, but such a little care is like the street lamp under the night. Although it is not bright enough, it is the only bright light in her life at this time!

Lengsi City lowered his head and wiped his dirty trousers and shoes with a tissue in his other hand, but the shoes had already stepped on the water, and they couldn’t be wiped clean anymore. He simply put the paper into a ball randomly. Throwing it into the trash can, and just sitting upright, suddenly a figure fell into his arms.

He lowered his head slightly, only to feel that Gu Qingqing was thrown into his arms, and her other hand was also embracing his strong waist, hugging him tightly, as if he would leave when he let go. .

what's happening?

Leng Sicheng looked down with a puzzled look. Could it be that her mother just got angry?

He thought for a while, and his voice was as cold as ever: "Unhappy?"

She nodded in his arms, then shook her head: "A little bit. But there will be such a day."

It is impossible to say that she can let her go, but she is also sensibly aware of the situation and won't bother about it.

"Then why?"

She shook her head again, but hugged him tighter.

Leng Sicheng suddenly remembered that tomorrow—the day of her father’s death, could it be that she was sad because she chose to cut off relations with her family at this time, so it was particularly painful?

But her father was the last support in her heart, he wouldn't be so stupid that he would tear off her last support.

"Sri Lanka."

Gu Qingqing was in his arms and suddenly raised her head.

Leng Sicheng was a little puzzled, frowned, and lowered his head: "What's the matter?"

Gu Qingqing paused, and then said, "Tomorrow is my father's anniversary."

She actually took the initiative to mention this matter, Leng Sicheng was a little surprised. Why does she say this, is she still distressed?

"If, if you have time, let's go and worship him together, okay?"

Gu Qingqing's sudden invitation made Lengsicheng a little surprised, "Tomorrow, go to worship your father together?"

Although every year on her father's birthday, he would secretly follow him to watch her worship his father from a distance. She had mentioned it sideways before, but afterwards too many things happened to the two of them, she silently ran the proposal aside, even he felt that, perhaps, on her father’s death this year, he still had to hide away. In the distance, watching her worship alone.

did not expect……