Quan Zhilong, I clearly loved you for so long

"Your USB drive was taken away by our boss, but he left a phone number for you to contact him." The clerk handed the note into Song Li's hand, and Song Li took it mechanically.

She only heard that her USB drive was taken away by someone else, and that one didn't have a password!If he saw it, wouldn't it be...

Song Li walked back to Quan Zhilong, still acting stupidly, their boss should be Park Jae-bum, right?What is he doing with his flash drive?Song Li regretted for a while, never forgetting everything, never taking such important things with her in the future.

Song Li shook her head, then she might as well not take anything with her when she goes out, the best way is to not wear clothes... Cough cough, then you can't lose anything.

Quan Zhilong stared at Song Li, his eyes were full of her reflection, although he heard a few words clearly just now, but she didn't take the initiative to speak, so he stopped asking.Song Li squinted her eyes and hiccupped. When she looked up, Quan Zhilong was staring at her.

"Are you sleepy? Shall I take you back?" Quan Zhilong's heart was a little swelled, and he felt uncomfortable thinking about sending her to Li Zhongshuo's house. Song Li would rather live in his house than let himself know that she was back. information.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Song Li originally wanted to refuse, but the psychological shadow just now was really...

The blue Lamborghini is quietly placed in the night, like his master, although standing silently, the light is enough to attract the eyes of others.

Quan Zhilong opened the co-pilot's door, Song Li was a little embarrassed, "Well, can I sit in the back."

Quan Zhilong paused, and tightened his hand on the car door, "No one has ever sat in this car."

Did he think she was disgusted?Song Li smiled wryly, "You may have misunderstood. I heard that the safest place is behind the driver. Maybe it's for comfort, but after the accident, if it wasn't for this position, there would be no way to ride in the car."

Song Li licked her lips, opened the door and sat in without waiting for Quan Zhilong's answer. She didn't want to see his eyes, no matter what kind of eyes they were.

Quan Zhilong got into the car and didn't speak, and Song Li didn't speak either. Now she doesn't really want to talk.Song Li rested her chin and looked at the night outside the window, while Quan Zhilong glanced at her from time to time in the rearview mirror.

Song Li has changed. She used to be slow to heat up, but now she seems to be cold from the bottom of her heart.Quan Zhilong didn't know what she had experienced in the past eight years, but thinking that he was not by her side, he blamed himself so much that he could hardly breathe

Song Li rested her head on the glass and stared at the top of Quan Zhilong's head in front of her. Did this guy dye his hair too much?Why is the hairline running to the top of the head?

I remember that when he was in junior high school, Quan Zhilong always covered his eyes with his front hair, and slept secretly during class. After being discovered by the teacher, he insisted on cutting his hair.

Quan Zhilong didn't want to cut it, and he couldn't help feeling sleepy in class. Later, Song Li had no choice but to tie a small braid on top of his head.Maybe it was because his appearance was so funny, the teacher didn't say anything, but Quan Zhilong would still doze off with his pigtails.

Thinking of him being pulled up by the teacher with the braids, Song Li couldn't help laughing, seeing Quan Zhilong's eyes, closed his mouth and turned his head unnaturally.

"you…"

"You first…"

"I say…"

The two said three sentences at the same time, and at the same time they closed their mouths tacitly.

"How have you been these eight years?" After Quan Zhilong asked, he felt that his words were inappropriate. Song Li didn't answer, and the car returned to silence for a while.

Are you ok?Song Li doesn't know what the definition of good is in his mouth, if it's just alive, then I'm fine.

The sound of the lighter came back to Song Li's sanity, Quan Zhilong opened the window and was smoking.

The smoke floated out along the window and was blown away by the wind, but Song Li still felt that the smell of smoke in the air made her want to cry.

"Ahem!" Hearing Song Li coughing, Quan Zhilong glanced at her in the rearview mirror, "Is it cold?"

"No, the smell of that smoke is too strong!" The person who clearly said he wanted to quit smoking still carried this thing with him, "I'm sorry." Quan Zhilong put out the cigarette and closed the window.