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Qin Zishuang suddenly took Ai Qian's hand, shook it firmly, and said softly: "Okay."

Because of the accident just now, the whole dinner was like chewing wax. Even Zhang Shurong, who is as active as he is, had a hard time stirring up the atmosphere. As time passed, she also understood that it seemed not suitable for joking tonight, so she shut up.

After sending Zhang Shurong back to school, Ai Qian was already a little tired. She leaned her head against the back and closed her eyes, looking helpless with her schoolbag wrapped around her chest.

She thought she was asleep, but the moment the car stopped, she could accurately open her eyes, unbuckle her seat belt calmly, put her schoolbag on her side, and opened the door to get out of the car.

Seemingly finding something strange, she turned her head to look at Qin Zishuang, who hadn't moved yet, and asked in doubt: Aren't you going to get out of the car?

Qin Zishuang smiled faintly, and neatly unbuckled his seat belt.

Ai Qian was in a really bad mood. When eating at night, she could clearly feel that the hand holding the food was not because of the cold, but because of a guilty conscience.

She was very guilty. She clearly saw that scene, but she couldn't step forward to question her, she couldn't call her mother to explain the cause and effect, she couldn't sort out the reason of this matter, and she couldn't confess it.

She knew that she had always been the most redundant person.

It was still early at night, but she didn't want to do anything, so she had to wash up quickly and then lay down on the bed. She only turned on the dim light at the head of the bed, and lay on her side in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time, Ai Qian opened her eyes and felt a little numb when she heard a knock on the door.

Qin Zi double pushed the door and entered.

Her back was still facing her, and she had no intention of turning her head. She felt that the other side of the bed was sunken, and she must have sat down.

Qin Zishuang called her softly, Ai Qian, as if he was afraid of bursting the bubbles in the air.

She answered.

After that, there was no sound, and Ai Qian leaned his head on his hands to listen to the slight changes in the room, the windows were blown by the breeze, and the curtains were swaying.

Finally, she heard Qin Zishuang's voice behind her saying: She stopped doing things like you, and suddenly sighed: I'm not very good at comforting people.

Ai Qian laughed when she heard this, moved her body slightly and turned around, the two people's eyes met, and Qin Zishuang looked at her with a smile.

If you can do such small things well, then you are perfect.

Qin Zi smiled, stretched out his hand to touch her head, if there was nothing, he touched the corners of her eyes.

She said: Fortunately, I didn't cry.

Ai Qian pursed her lips, still saying the same thing: I am not so fragile.

Qin Zishuang raised his eyebrows after hearing this, and watched her lean up a little for comfort, she picked up the pillow beside her, put it on her back, and said softly: Don't worry about their affairs.

Ai Qianen let out a sigh, she understood.

Although I can't say anything to pretend that what happened tonight didn't happen, I still hope you don't take it to heart. After all, you are the only one who is sad, and no one will replace you.

Ai Qian hummed again.

Qin Zishuang smiled, looked at her disheveled hair, stretched out his hand to pinch a handful, and played with it in a circle in his hand. Ai Qian looked at her, but she didn't look back, just said: Now I'm by your side, don't feel like you're alone, if they really don't want you, I'll let you lean on my shoulders.

Ai Qian didn't want to cry, but Qin Zishuang was really disappointing.

It was obviously a normal comforting remark, and even satirized her last time when she said that she leaned on her shoulders, but she still cried uncontrollably.

Crying like this, shed all the grievances of the past few months, and she couldn't stop herself.

Qin Zishuang looked at her not in a panic, but somewhat relieved. He stretched out his hand to wrap her around her in his arms, not afraid of her snot and tears rubbing against him, so he just patted her on the back lightly, without saying a word.

Ai Qian cried for a long time, first silently, then with a crying voice, and finally became quiet again.

After crying like this, I became sleepy, leaned softly and fell asleep.

Qin Zi patted her on the back until he heard her breathing steadily, then laid her flat on the bed, tucked in the quilt, took a tissue to wipe off the tears on her face, and touched her face with his fingertips.

The wind from the balcony suddenly blew in, Ai Qian seemed to feel cold, and rubbed against her.

Qin Zishuang couldn't help but let go of her grip on his sleeve, took out his mobile phone and went to the balcony, dialed a number, and put it to his ear.

The wind was very strong at night, and you could hear the whirring sound when you opened the small window. She stretched out her hand to close the window, and the extended balcony became quiet again.

The other end quickly picked it up, Ai Qian looked at the street lights in the community, and said to the phone: "I want to improve Ai Qian's score by 50 points."

Zhang Shurong was suspending the TV series at the moment, and immediately after hearing what she said, she was surprised: Is this embarrassing me or embarrassing her?

Qin Zishuang looked back at the sleeping person behind the glass door, and said in a low voice: "Maybe it's embarrassing me."

Chapter 18 Others

When Ai Qian got up from bed the next day, thinking back to last night, she felt very embarrassed. After all, she was also a person who was about to enter adulthood, so it was very embarrassing to cry.

She and Qin Zishuang had breakfast together, and Qin Zishuang didn't mention what happened last night. They had dinner together, and she dropped by to send her to school. When she left, she helped him put on his scarf and gloves, and after a few words, he said goodbye. drive away.