Chapter 483

But she also felt that she didn't want to let her know.

If she didn't want to accumulate good and become virtuous, she didn't understand the meaning of the red brick roofed house that Shi Yuhan brought her to?

Song Qinghuan didn't know. In fact, he didn't know how to protect himself from the cold.

Here, he spent the most decadent and gloomy years of his life here.

Here he learned what is cold, what is despair.

Here he knows that some people stand on the top of the crowd and are admired by all the people. What they want is easy to get. And some people are ants wandering in the city, in order to eat and wear warm, tired of running.

Here, he decided that in the future, he must have power, money, status, and do everything to avenge his parents and fulfill their wishes.

Song Qinghuan closed the door, looking back, Shi Yuhan was staring at her, the expression was completely elusive.

She said with a smile, "is the water ready?"

When Yuhan didn't say anything, he just handed her the water cup in his hand, and then lay on his back on the bed.

Song Qinghuan took a sip of water and then lay flat on the bed.

Shi Yuhan reaches out his hand and holds song Qinghuan tightly, but he doesn't say anything. He just keeps silent, and song Qinghuan doesn't say anything.

As the sky gets darker and darker, the moon shines in the hole on the room. Song Qing looks at the blurred light with a smile and tightens Shi Yuhan's hand: "Shi Yuhan, the light is so beautiful."

It seems that something has stopped it, so I don't think it's windy and it will make people chilly.

Shi Yuhan

He didn't seem to hear it and still closed his eyes indifferently.

Seeing that he didn't answer, song Qinghuan looked at him: "when is it cold?"

“……” When the cold is still silent.

"Did you sleep?" Song Qinghuan said again.

After getting silence again, song Qinghuan gently smile: "really sleep!"

She looked at the roof again and asked what she wanted to ask all the time: "when it's cold, have you ever liked people before? I mean women, or have you ever had a girlfriend? "

When song Qinghuan asked, he didn't want to get a response.

He thought that he was sleeping in the cold, but in fact, it was just a false sleep, but he didn't say a word.

As for women, it seemed that they were dispensable in his mind. He didn't like women, but he didn't like them.

I remember once, when people told him to go out for a drink, there was a girl in the bar who wanted to tease him.

But as soon as her hand touched his body, he quickly pushed it away.

That day, the girl caught off guard and was pushed to the ground by him. She cried miserably.

At that time, she was crying, probably to soften his heart, but he was only disgusted, directly stepped on her to touch his hand, and left without looking back.

After that, he didn't let any woman close to her any more. People who knew him began to guess him behind his back. He knew that some people said he liked men, some said he was cold and some said he couldn't.

Only he knows, he is just paranoid, only to find what he likes, want a woman that belongs to his spiritual world, rather than arbitrary.

Song Qinghuan is the first one he really needs in his own spiritual world, and he will get what he wants, regardless of any cost.

"Just now, I was outside..." Song Qinghuan made a sound again.