You and I will come to Japan for a long time

As Wen Qian drove forward, Liu Xing squeezed into the front row from the middle and talked to Wen Qian.

Wen Qian didn't want to talk to him very much, so he answered without saying a word.Ask him back: "What are you doing in the imperial capital?"

Liu Xing said: "You left me in Yucheng and ignored me, I can only come to you."

Wen Qian: "... As I said, we are over."

Liu Xing said resentfully: "But I didn't agree."

Wen Qian didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

The car quickly entered the main city, Wen Qian didn't drive in the direction of his house, but stopped at the door of a hotel on the side of the road very casually.

Wen Qian opened the car door: "Here we are, get out of the car."

Liu Xing was stunned suddenly: "What do you mean?"

"You will stay here at night. The manager of this hotel knows me well. You only need to report my name after you check in."

"You won't take me home?"

Wen Qian remained silent and didn't speak, but got out of the car, walked around to Liu Xing's side and opened the car door for him: "Come on, I have something else to do, I'm in a hurry to leave."

Liu Xing looked up at Wen Qian: "I'm not familiar with the place in the imperial capital, and I only know you. Are you really going to leave me here and ignore me?"

Wen Qian showed no expression: "Get out of the car." It seemed that his patience had been exhausted.

Liu Xing didn't dare to continue to challenge Wen Qian's bottom line, so he got out of the car silently with his luggage.

"You can stay in this hotel for as long as you want, I will pay you and don't worry about it." Wen Qian's tone was a little gentler than before.

But after he explained this, he turned around and prepared to go around the front of the car and get in the car to leave.

Liu Xing followed after two steps, then stopped.

He carried his luggage, turned around and left.

The direction is not the hotel entrance, but the benches on the street.

After Wen Qian got into the car, he looked at Liu Xing from the rearview mirror, and saw Liu Xing dragging his suitcase and sitting on a bench by the roadside, his body curled up into a ball, looking a little pitiful.

But Wen Qian did not hesitate, but drove away without hesitation.But in fact, he didn't really leave. Instead, he found a parking space and stopped at the intersection on the corner of the street.

He sat in the car, paying attention to Liu Xing's actions.

He wanted to see how long Liu Xing could sit there in such a cold day.

But as time passed, Liu Xing actually sat there without moving.Even the pose hasn't changed much.

Wen Qian didn't want him to be frozen, so he called his friend and asked him to find someone to call Liu Xing into the hotel.

After a while, a person came out of the hotel, wearing a neat suit, he should be a manager or something.

The man went straight to Liu Xing, and I don't know what the two of them said, but in the end it was the manager who gave up and went back to the hotel in disgrace.

After a while, Wen Qian received a call from a friend, telling him that no matter what the manager said, Liu Xing would not enter the hotel.He also said that if he left now, the uncle would not be able to find him when he went back.

Wen Qian naturally knew who this uncle was.

He hung up the phone and looked at Liu Xing in the distance, only to see that he changed his posture, curled up on the chair and buried his face between his legs.

It didn't take long for the foggy light rain to fall, and the weather became colder.Obviously the distance between the two was only enough for him to see Liu Xing's overall outline, but he just felt that Liu Xing was shivering in the cold rain.

Her hair was drenched by the rain, like an abandoned, poor kitten.

In the end, it was Wen Qian who conceded first.

He couldn't bear to let Liu Xing go hungry and cold, and he couldn't bear to let Liu Xing get sick and hospitalized.So he drove the car back again, parked on the side of the road, rolled down the window and called Liu Xing: "Get in the car."

Liu Xing, who was sitting on the chair, heard his cry and looked up, his face was full of joy and he wanted to throw himself into Wen Qian's arms immediately, but he restrained himself, and retracted his outstretched legs.

He said to Wen Qian, "you go, I don't want you to care."

Wen Qian thought he had heard wrong.

"What are you playing stubborn, get in the car quickly." After sitting in the rain for a long time, she kept pretending to be pitiful, didn't she just want him to come back and pick him up?What is going on now?

"Are you going by yourself? I won't be serious with you. I know you look down on me, and I won't pester you to make you unhappy."

"Liu Xing, I'll let you get in the car." Wen Qian was a little annoyed.

Who is to blame? How does he feel that no matter who is angry or who made a mistake, he will always be at the bottom of the food chain?

"I said I won't go." Liu Xing roared, "What if I get in your car? You drive me two blocks, find a hotel and drop me off? Wen Qian, in your heart What the hell am I?"

Wen Qian really wanted to drive away in the car, but seeing Liu Xing's aggrieved and pitiful appearance, he couldn't bear to leave.

So he got into the car to load Liu Xing's luggage into the car.

Liu Xing not only snatched his luggage back, but also pushed Wen Qian: "I don't want you to care, and I don't want you to be pitiful, you liar."

"Liu Xing, what exactly do you want?"

Liu Xing looked away and didn't speak, like a dumb gourd with its mouth cut off.

Wen Qian really had nothing to do with him, so he had to be patient and coax him: "Anyway, you go with me first, and we can talk slowly after you get home?" He took Liu Xing's hand, and the child His hands were as cold as icicles, and Wen Qian shivered a little.

Wen Qian held his hand and put it in his pocket: "It doesn't matter if you want me to apologize, or you want to get angry and hit me, no matter what, you go home with me first."

"Go home?" Liu Xing looked up at Wen Qian, "Which home? Whose home?"

Wen Qian: "Of course it's my home." He pulled Liu Xing to the car, and Liu Xing finally didn't refuse.

After getting in the car, Wen Qian turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, and gave him another blanket: "Your coat is a little wet, take it off and put this on."

"Oh." Liu Xing obediently responded, took off his clothes and put on a blanket.

Wen Qian drove home.

Liu Xing was wrapped in a blanket and stared blankly for a while, his stomach suddenly groaned, and he said, "Xiaoqian, I'm hungry."

Wen Qian's hand holding the steering wheel almost slipped. He looked back at Liu Xing, and repeated Liu Xing's address to himself with some uncertainty, "Xiao...Xiaoqian?"

"Don't you like it? Or do you want me to call you uncle?"

Wen Qian: "Just call me by my name."

Liu Xing: "That looks unfamiliar."

Wen Qian squinted at him with a sharp expression.Liu Xing's expression was embarrassing, and he didn't dare to say more.

However, Wen Qian changed the subject: "What do you want to eat? I'll take you to eat it?" Seeing that he is cold and hungry today, please treat him better.

Liu Xing pursed his lips and thought for a while, then said, "I want to eat the egg noodles you made."

"..." Wen Qian didn't answer for a moment.

"It was you who asked me what I wanted to eat. You wouldn't keep your word and not make me egg noodles, would you?"

"Can a bowl of egg noodles satisfy you?"

Liu Xing looked back at Wen Qian and smiled: "Of course you can't be satisfied just eating noodles." Wouldn't it be enough to eat you as dessert after dinner.