shallow to deep

The dark clouds parted the moonlight, and the cool breeze swayed the shadows of the trees from side to side.

The smooth white pebbles are neatly spread on the ground, reflecting the moonlight.On both sides are short grasses, growing from the ground with an earthy fragrance. The weather in early winter seems to be covered with a layer of water mist, waiting for the dawn to freeze into ice.

Ai Qian stepped on step by step, put her hands in the gray-white coat pockets, looked at the distance without focus, frowned slightly preoccupied, and seemed to be blocked in her thoughts, she breathed out unconsciously, the breath came from her Starting from the lungs, liquefied in the air, a cloud of white mist drifted away, looking from a distance, it looked like a long sad sigh.

"Is not It Cold?"

Not far away, this sentence came suddenly, in a very low voice, interrupting Ai Qian's thoughts.

She turned her head to look in the direction of the sound, and there was a person sitting on the rattan chair beside the swing, wearing a clean white bathrobe, with her legs crossed, and her long hair draped over her shoulders. Dry, the end of the hair is hanging a little heavy.

In her hand is a bottle of wine, which is exactly a pair with the high wine glass she is holding in her hand.

Ai Qian came back to her senses, and blurted out: "Zi Shuang." After shouting, she realized that she was impolite, and she abruptly added: "Sister."

The other side didn't pay too much attention to these things after saying grace, but looked at her from head to toe.

Ai Qian's room is close to the garden, and she can step out as soon as the window is opened. Just now, she just walked out with her thoughts on her mind. There is heating in the room so she doesn't feel cold. She only wore shorts and pajamas and then came out. , but when she looked at it like this, she suddenly realized that not only was she barefoot, but her entire legs were almost exposed to the air. The cold wind seemed to blow just at this moment, whizzing into her body seamlessly. skin.

Ai Qian clenched her hands tightly in her pockets, only to realize that her palms were cold for a while, and her toes contracted unconsciously, imprinted on the pebbles, causing a slight pain.

She replied, "It's not cold."

As if her body wanted to punish her for going against her will, she sneezed as soon as she finished speaking.

She sniffed, and looked at Qin Zishuang with some embarrassment, only to see that her eyes had moved away to look into the distance, she followed the past, and saw nothing special.

Ai Qian suddenly felt embarrassed, she didn't want to leave, she didn't want to leave, she didn't know whether she cared or just asked casually.

A wind came from behind Ai Qian who didn't know where, and for this reason, her little hair floated to her face.

She took her hand out of the bag, stroked her hair, and eased the atmosphere in her heart. Looking at the people not far away, she asked, "Why are you free to go home today?"

She felt that it was wrong to say it out of her mouth, and she wanted to smoke herself.

This is Qin Zishuang's home, and Ai Qian is just a lonely person with no place to live under the fence, why should she speak in such a master's tone.

"I mean, why are you home today?"

After she finished speaking, she bit her tongue and found that the question didn't get any better.

"I'll come back if I want to." Qin Zishuang replied in a low voice, leaning his lips against the rim of the cup to drink slowly, turned his head and glanced at Ai Qian, she clasped her hands together and lowered her head, her legs turned white from the cold, and even trembled slightly , looked at her embarrassed look, shook his head, and said, "Go into the house."

Ai Qian seemed to be pardoned, she said kindly in a brisk tone, and immediately turned around, but she took a step and turned back, after a lot of twisting in her heart, she said, "Sister Zishuang, you should go back to the room too, it's so cold outside .”

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Qin Zishuang hesitated for a while before standing up, and then saw the joy on Ai Qian's face, like a child who had been affirmed, she mocked in her heart, and then saw her walking towards the glass door of the garden.

Qin Zishuang saw Ai Qian stepping out of the window before, but maybe he felt uncomfortable and dared not go back the same way.

So she watched her stepping, briskly, slamming into the glass door.

There was a loud "bang", and she felt that no matter how hard she tried, the glass would shatter.

Ai Qian didn't look back, she held the door and fainted for a while, then immediately pulled the doorknob and opened the door and walked in. Because of this accident, Qin Zishuang, who was a little distance away from her, had already walked behind her, and the distance between the two was not more than one rice.

Then she heard a jeer from behind, "That's stupid."

Ai Qian bit her lower lip and shrunk her lips, closed the door with her backhand, and walked towards the room without moving her eyes, but she stopped halfway and turned around bravely.

Qin Zishuang was coming out after packing up the wine glasses and wine, he couldn't help but meet her eyes, and then staggered, seeing her faltering from the corner of his eye, he paused, tilted his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

As if inspired, Ai Qian stepped forward with one foot unconsciously, stretched out a finger and said, "Tomorrow there will be a parent-teacher meeting at school, my mother..." She stopped here and made a detour: " The teacher said that I must meet my parents, so sister Zishuang, if you are free, can you..."

The more Ai Qian spoke, the less confident she became. Seeing Qin Zishuang frowning slightly, she didn't have the courage to continue, but she still stood with hope. Even though the hope was shallow, she still gritted her teeth and held it.

Qin Zishuang sneered after hearing this, and asked, "Do you think I'm idle?"

Ai Qian pursed her lips, not daring to look at her, her heart pounding.

How could she be free? She is obviously a woman who has more things to do than a man, and even her position seems to be much higher.

She is only 7 years old, and she has already achieved a lot. She graduated from the Ivy League at a young age, returned to China and directly joined the joint venture foreign company WL, where she took a job as a senior executive. The time spent on business trips within a year is longer than her study time.

"No, I mean..."

Before Ai Qian finished speaking, Qin Zishuang interrupted her impatiently.

"trouble."

Ai Qian took a step back, rubbed the fabric of the pajamas in her hands, and said in a low voice, "I'm just asking, if you're not free..."

Qin Zishuang interrupted her again, and at this moment her hand had reached the doorknob of the room, and she casually said, "What time?"

Ai Qian was startled, and immediately replied with a smile: "Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon."

"boom."

Then came the sound of her closing the door, so loud that Ai Qian even wondered if she had heard the time she said.

After returning to bed, Ai Qian picked up the alarm clock beside the bed and took a look. It was already one o'clock in the morning.

Since living in this room a month ago, she often suffers from insomnia or nightmares. She is not a person who recognizes the bed, but she cannot fall asleep in this environment.

Maybe it's too cold, maybe it's something else, but the sense of oppression that this room gave her has always existed, just like Qin Zishuang, the breath that exudes from the whole room is a dark and cold tone, once it calms down, it can terribly make people invisible suffocation to death.

Ai Qian was thinking about what kind of character she was, who could grow up in such an environment and become such a meticulous person, as if there were no loopholes or weaknesses.

Thinking of the drowsiness gradually attacking her heart, she was no longer energetic, and fell asleep hugging the little bear brought home.

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The sun is shining, but there is no sign of warmth. After autumn, the trees have lost most of their leaves, and the original clusters seem a bit bleak. When the wind blows, you can even see a sense of sadness from the gaps.

Ai Qian stood anxiously at the school gate, looking around with her schoolbag on her back.

Logically speaking, if her analysis was correct, the bad conversation last night would have resulted in Qin Zishuang agreeing, and she also believed that she was a trustworthy person.

But now it is already [-]:[-], and there is no sign of her.

Ai Qian didn't have any contact information with her, so she was a little helpless.

She walked around a few times, and finally when the minute hand fell to 52, a car came into her sight.

There were many vehicles coming and going on the street, and she had never seen Qin Zi with two cars, but she just felt that it must be her who was coming, just like she felt that if she asked last night, she would definitely agree.

Ai smiled, feeling really self-righteous.

The car driving ahead was actually not special at all. She didn't know much about cars, but she could see the noble aura.

After all, she guessed right, the black back door of the car opened, and then she saw Qin Zishuang, who might have just come from the company, dressed in a black suit and white shirt, with his ponytail tied up high, his aura was so strong that Ai Qian had two seconds doubts.

Holding her schoolbag with both hands, she stepped forward with a little urging tone, pointing to her watch and saying, "Sister Zishuang, I'm going to be late."

Every Friday afternoon of every month, the third year of senior high school would set aside a class to hold a parent meeting. On the surface, it was to communicate with the parents about the child's situation, but in reality it was just a complaint meeting.

Ai Qian's parents have been absent for a whole semester, so before the first parent meeting in the third year of high school, the head teacher specially asked her to ask her parents to come today, what is more important than the child's learning and growth.

During the parent-teacher meeting, students may or may not be present, but most students choose to escape because they will not be so stupid as to let the head teacher and their parents take turns to criticize.

Ai Qian is different, she must be there.

She didn't expect Qin Zishuang to listen carefully to anything here. She said that it was a parent meeting, and Ai Qian was her own parent. Asking her for help was nothing more than a formality.

Sure enough, now that she was sitting beside her, she was already holding the phone absent-mindedly, leaning against the wall.Ai Qian took a sneak peek, she couldn't understand the curves anyway, it must be something related to work.

She pursed her mouth and closed her eyes, and suddenly heard the head teacher say her name from above.

Ai Qian sat upright.

"Student Ai Qian, where are the parents?"

Ai Qian stood up immediately and pointed to Qin Zishuang beside her.

The head teacher looked up a few times, was a little puzzled, but let her sit down, and said word by word: "You have a lot of problems, the parents' meeting has ended the interview."

Ai Qian's heart skipped a beat, she sat down immediately, turned her head slightly to look at the people around her, her thumb was sliding on the phone, and then another page popped up, she clicked on it.

Ai Qian wanted to tell her what the teacher said just now, but she heard her ask: "How long until the end?"

She estimated, "About 15 minutes."

Qin Zishuang gave a light grace, did not look up, his hands were still moving, and asked without distraction: "How long will the interview take?"

Ai Qian has no experience in interviewing this kind of thing, so she had no choice but to say a number: "Two or 10 minutes."

Qin Zishuang didn't answer after hearing this, but suddenly stood up, almost making Ai Qian fall back in fright.Luckily it was in the corner of the last table and was unnoticed.

Then she saw Qin Zishuang walking out the back door with his mobile phone in hand.

She made a phone call. Although the voice was very low, Ai Qian could probably hear something.

"Postponed for half an hour."

"Troublesome child, there is no way."

"It doesn't matter, you can decide on the plan again."

Ai Qian swallowed, feeling very uncomfortable.